The smoke flashed on the ground, and thick smoke suddenly enveloped everyone. Le Youyou covered his mouth and squinted his eyes and glanced around him.

Yang Cheng and Lang broke through the encirclement under the assault of the secret guards and evacuated along a small path. Le Youyou glanced at the golden crossbow in his hand and looked up at the landing place of the (smoke) and fog (bomb) that they had just stood not far away.

Suddenly, the sound of swords was captured in his ears, and then a black shadow fell into the fog and wrapped around the black-clad assassin. Le Youyou looked at the shadow in the fog and shouted: "Sir, thank you for helping you! If you have the chance in the future, Youyou will definitely repay you ten times!"

Yin Tian chuckled and narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his palm ruthlessly wiped off the neck of the black-clothed assassin in front of him, and said coldly: "Let's go forward and kill you without mercy!"

The evil aura on his body immediately crushed the scene and left a hostile aura due to the fight. The fog scattered. Black-clothed stared at Yincheng, which was a man in front of him, and looked at each other with disdain and contempt.

But Yin Tian sneered and glanced at the seven black-clothed assassins in front of him. His eyes suddenly became deep, but at that moment he turned into snake-eyed vertical pupils, cold blood and ruthlessness filled his eyes, but at that moment he also snapped his fingers.

Suddenly the whole space trembled, and his fingertips retreated back. There was something wrong with the black-clothed assassin's neck and hurriedly stepped forward with a sword and stabbed him, but after all, Yin Tian managed to trap the seven black-clothed assassins in the illusion without any effort. He quickly used Le Youyou and Yang Cheng on his body.

Yang Cheng panted and put Le Youyou on the ground, and asked in a breathless manner: "Mom, are you injured?" Le Youyou shook his head silently, "You have a good rest first, I'll see how the little wolf is doing now..."

The eight secret guards were left with four close friends to Yang Cheng. Yang Cheng slapped the silver fan one after another, but his eyes were indeed vigilantly scanning the surroundings like a frightened bird.

Le Youyou looked at the little wolf's face and looked at her pulse with peace of mind. He raised his head and followed Yang Cheng and said, "It's nothing serious. Let's go out and find the doctor to get the toxins on your body for you!" Yang Cheng nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the grass one meter away. When people were resting for a while, everyone quickly picked up their weapons and prepared for defense. Yang Cheng picked up the iron fan. Le Youyou hurriedly picked up the little wolf and ran with the wolf.

Although the wounds on her body have been scabbed and exposed her original tender flesh, she will inevitably be unable to run without choice. Besides, she has not run with a heavy load for a long time, and now the little wolf she was holding has changed to carrying it.

At the same time, she whispered to Yang Cheng behind her and analyzed: "Yang Cheng, I think the golden crossbow just now is a signal to us to escape, but we missed the best time to escape and would be blocked by those black-clothed assassins!"

Yang Chengshen kicked and hurriedly covered the lower right abdomen on his hand just in the fog and whispered "Oh", Ran Le Youyou continued to carefully analyze that the group of black-clad assassins were most likely the batches that attacked the royal palace last night, "Da--"

Le Youyou heard a dull sound of falling to the ground in his ears. She turned her head and wanted to laugh at Yang Cheng as a big man, but when she turned her head, she saw Yang Cheng being pulled up by two secret guards, her face pale and cold sweating.
Chapter completed!