Tyrant Sword Soul - Chapter 1221

The officers and men glanced at the men who came up. Their faces changed and changed their flattery. They quickly rushed to Wang Yu and said,

“You two are Lord Fu and Lord Xin. I blame my bad eyes for not seeing you clearly. If you offend me, please don’t remember the villain.”

Wang Yu glanced at him faintly, then turned to the “refugees” who came in with them, nodded gently, and the officers and soldiers understood. They also walked to the scarred people and flattered:

“Really, it turned out that it was the man protected by Lord Fuwang. We have eyes and don’t know Taishan. We almost beat you by mistake.”

With that, he had to step forward and wanted to touch the young man, but he snorted and dodged.

Wang Yu clearly saw the killing intention in the eyes of the officers and soldiers. His eyes moved, but he didn’t say anything.

He hasn’t figured out what the situation is, and he can’t act rashly.

The identity of himself and Xin Yue was found to be human. What really interested him was this group of people. In any case, they didn’t look like ordinary refugees.

“So you can leave first.”

Wang Yu finally opened his mouth. His faint voice was in the cool moonlight with indisputable dignity. The officers and soldiers looked at the “refugees” and then spoke to their subordinates and ordered them to retreat.

The crowd dispersed until Wang Yu could not feel their breath, and then he gradually walked towards the boy.

“Who the hell are you? Why did you save me?”

The young man looked at Wang Yu with a pair of big eyes. Several colorful men around him also dragged their broken bodies, tightly protected him in the center, and looked at Wang Yu with an angry face.

Wang Yu looked at the young man closely, and Xin Yue followed him. They communicated with the Secretary for a while, and finally chose to leave.

During this period, Wang Yu didn’t say a word. He just looked at the young man for a long time, and the blue figure soon disappeared into the night.

In the dark, the young man looked pale and dull at the direction where Wang Yu disappeared. Then he fell uncontrollably, causing the big men around him to cry “little Lord” regardless of their wounds.

The night is boundless. Several big men shuttle quickly. The man in the center is still carrying a young man. Now he is weak and fainted.

“Have you figured out who he is?”

Xin Yue’s voice with the cool moonlight floated into Wang Yu’s ear.

After a long time with Wang Yu, Xin Yue’s feeling of speaking is also unconsciously close to Wang Yu’s preference. In the original crisp and charming, it also brings a little thin and cool indifference.

Under the influence of the fourth secret method of wanhun sword, Wang Yu and Xin Yue successfully hid their body shape. At this time, they stood on the road that the big men and teenagers left just now.

There was still a bloody smell in the air. Wang Yu knew that the injuries suffered by them were not easy, and the boy was the key object of attack.

“No matter, it should be other cities that come to Feiyang city for refuge. Most of the officers and soldiers have instructions from others. We’ll check this later.”

Wang Yu thought for a moment and opened his mouth. Finally, he took a look at the direction where the big men disappeared, smiled and turned to leave here.

But——

Feel the strange fluctuation of the surrounding breath.

“Someone.”

Xinyue also felt something wrong. The breath came quickly. It was stronger than those people just now.

This also made Xin Yue take out the red flame halberd seriously. The red martial spirit flickered in the dark night, adding some killing atmosphere to the tense atmosphere.

The cold touch came from the palm of her hand. Xin Yue turned her head and looked at Wang Yu, who reached out and motioned to put away her weapons. Her eyes were puzzled.

“Don’t worry, there’s no danger.”

He opened his mouth lightly, but did not look at Xinyue. He just looked at a certain direction. The next moment, a purple figure appeared in that direction.

“Young master Wang, you have come to Feiyang city.”

After seeing her face clearly, Xin Yue relaxed her red flame halberd and stood up straight to greet the visitor:

“Light dust.”

Yes, Wang Yu noticed the change of breath, but soon wanted to understand that this was the special border flow mode of the underground mall, so he let Xin Yue relax, but he didn’t think it was really light dust.

“Why are you here?”

Xin Yue looked at Qingchen with a surprised look on her face and quickly asked. Qingchen looked at her and frowned:

“This is not a place to talk. Come with me first.”

Wang Yu nodded. Lingzhi felt it around him. There were no suspicious people and directly followed Qingchen’s footsteps.

Qingchen and Wang Yu shuttled through the night, and finally flew into an insignificant small house. Wang Yu and Xin Yue looked at each other. This place was not the house where Qingchen lived before.

“Come on in.”

Qingchen opened the door of the room. Wang Yu and Wang Yu went in hand in hand, but they saw a huge transmission array in front of them. There were several young people dressed in ordinary clothes who supported them with the power of the array in turn.