Chapter 475 (1/2)

The rain did not weaken in the slightest. With the intensification of the gale, the big rain drops slanting into a line hit the face, which continued to numb the nerves of all the people still fighting in changmingfang alley.

The smell of blood mingled in the fierce storm and rain. While the gorgeous blood flowers were extinguished by the rain, they were carried by the strong wind and quickly blown to the entrance of the alley. It seemed that they would whirl around like a tornado.

Then, as the endless wind continued to spread rapidly, in a short time, the streets in Changming square were permeated with a faint smell of blood.

The rain at the foot of the road quickly formed a dark red stream on both sides of the road. The broken arms and limbs lay quietly on the road and were baptized by the rain. After a while in the torrential rain, the original bloody wound became white and swollen, just like carrion.

In the rain, Li Hong is still holding Bai Chun's waist in one hand. His step is firm and his expression is cold. A wisp of hair sticks tightly to his forehead. The rain flows down his hair. His knife in his hand points to the ground, just like killing God, in the middle of the lane and slowly continues to move forward.

Bai Chun put her arm around Li Hong's shoulder and back, and pointed to the front with a swallow wing crossbow in the other hand. The rain wet her cheeks and her hair. Her wet white clothes were closely attached to her concave and convex body, which showed her long and proud body's charm and sex appeal.

A man and a woman, a black and a white, walked slowly in the rain, not only did not appear a bit embarrassed because of the rain, but also because of holding her against the murderous God, which added a trace of cold charm to Bai Chun in the rain.

The two sides have worked hard and bear no grudges. They have killed Li Hong with more than a dozen people. The people on the opposite side feel the ruthless murderous spirit of this group of people. While fighting in the alley, they even began to consciously avoid these people.

”Do not talk about Turkic personality killing!” Li Hong looked at the entrance of the lane in front of him. The familiar figure said coldly.

Although the rain confused his sight, he could clearly identify the figure under the oil paper umbrella. It was his brother, Lao liupei Wang.

”Stop them!” Li Xian's expression is also cold, and the umbrella in his hand is thrown aside by him after seeing the hazy figure of Li Hong and Bai Chun in the rain.

”Kill!”

A Turk who was not far away from Li Xian's side, looked at the black and white figure like entering the uninhabited land. He drank and rushed to the two figures.

After a few Turks, see their leader took the lead to attack, immediately followed the first time up.

In the rain, a sharp arrow pierced the rain line, flashed a little cold light, blinked and disappeared. A Turk who was more than 30 steps away from them fell to the ground on his back, with an arrow pinned at the center of his eyebrow.

The remaining ten Turks, who had originally protected Li Xian, looked at their fallen companions and roared. Before their leaders rushed to the ground, they met them first.

”Shoot to death!” Bear no grudges, as cruel as the wolf's eyes, in the rain is still a blink, the cat with a low drink, and other people will rush in the past.

”The arrow is gone.” Bai Chun spreads out the swallow wing crossbow in her hand and looks at Li Hong's gentle smile. Her voice is filled with indescribable peace and happiness.

”I protect you!” Li Hong follows in the hard work behind, the same gentle look at the white pure, and then hands the horizontal knife to Bai Chun.

”And you?” Bai Chun hesitated for a moment, took over the handle, and there was still a little residual temperature of the horizontal knife. He asked softly.

Li Hong didn't answer. He put his arm around Bai Chun's waist, which was tightly pressed by his wet clothes, to the side of the side. Then he pulled and kicked one foot on the ground. He held a black and shining spear in his hand.

Pei WANYING and Yan Lingbin are staring at a man and a woman downstairs with doubts, worries and admiration in their eyes. They know that Bai Chun is very important and important in the prince's heart! But I didn't expect that it was so important!

Looking at the two people have never separated in the rain, watching Bai Chun holding a swallow wing crossbow for the crown prince, watching the prince pass the horizontal knife to Bai Chun. The two girls, who were originally timid and nervous, now wish to be held in the arms of the prince is themselves.

Under the eyes of the two girls, the prince pulled back his arm with Bai Chun for the first time. He held a spear in his hands and swept across the rain. The rain line in front of him was like a bead curtain, which was temporarily cut off from the middle. The spear tip moved like a snake, blocking the attack of the Turks.

The rain line like a bead curtain is closed again. The Turks hold a knife to separate the spear body without any resistance. When they want to step forward again, they feel a flash of black shadow in the rain line. A black flash of lightning strikes his chest. The burning feeling makes him bow his head slightly, and his lower abdomen feels a pain again. Then the whole person flies back and flies out, and the two people behind him are about to pounce on him The people who bring it down together.

”Follow me.” Li Hongtou did not return. He drank coldly. He didn't know when in his tone. He condensed his murderous spirit and hatred like a rain line!

”Well.” Bai Chun, holding a picture scroll and a knife in one hand, looked at the back tenderly. Her eyes turned red, but after running on her cheek, she could not tell whether it was tears or rain.The spear is much shorter than the horse's name. For Li Hong, compared with the horizontal sword, he prefers the spear, which is open and close, and has the power of breaking mountains and stones.