Chapter 1702: Fox Qiu Yue (1)

The people behind the man moved.
In just an instant, it surrounded Emperor Xiaoyun and the national teacher.
Di Xiaoyun pulled the sleeves of the national teacher tightly, and her heart was filled with endless panic. She bit her lip fiercely, her beautiful big eyes glaring at the people who came from the attack.
With a wave of the national teacher's hand, he pulled Emperor Xiaoyun into his arms, his sleeves raised, and he firmly protected the girl in his arms. His body was like the wind, and he rushed towards the encirclement.
The attacks of these enemies are fierce, even if the national division is not bad, his hands are hard to beat the four legs, his body has been cut through countless holes by sharp weapons, and his snow-white clothes are stained red with blood, and he looks shocking under the moon .
"Master, you let me go, the person they really want to kill is actually me, you don't have to protect me like this."
Two lines of tears fell from the corner of Di Xiaoyun's eyes, and her voice trembled with a crying voice.
The teacher did not speak.
From beginning to end, he didn't even wrinkle his brows, and raised his hand to resist those fierce tiger attacks. However, he had just dealt with a person, and another person rushed up next to him, leaving a bone scar on his body... …
The roses are in full bloom.
Under the background of blood, the sea of ​​flowers all over the place is becoming more and more seductive and bewitching.
He said that he would protect her forever.
Even if he died, he would not let go...
In the demon world, it is impossible to feel the passage of time, but the national teacher's physical strength is gradually being overdrawn. His wind-like figure shuttles among the enemies. Several times he tried to take Emperor Xiaoyun to break through the encirclement, but he was still affected by those People were blocked back.
Gradually, the national teacher's face became more and more solemn, with a cold expression between his eyebrows.
He died without incident, but before he died, he also had to let Xiaoyun leave here.
"Lord Lord!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came.
After hearing this voice, Di Xiaoyun hurriedly raised his eyes, his eyes burning with anger.
Not far away, a woman staggered over, her soft face was anxious, she rushed to the man's face, and knelt down with a puff.
"Didn't you promise me not to hurt her?"
He obviously promised her, because he promised her, she would act for her.
Why is this happening now?
"roll!"
The man yelled, his voice seemed to contain power. Suddenly, Qiu Yue's body flew backwards a few steps, and a mouthful of blood poured out from her throat and poured from the corner of her mouth.
"The lord indeed promised you, but what about it? Who made her the younger sister of Emperor Cang? How could he teach Emperor Cang a lesson if she didn't kill her!"
Qiu Yue's body stiffened, she raised her beautiful eyes, her eyes blank and dull.
That soft face was completely pale, turned his head slightly stiff, and his eyes fell on the man again.
How could this be……
Did she hurt her?
"You lied to me, you actually lied to me..." Her voice was trembling, and there was a sad smile on the corners of her mouth. Tears flowed from her eyes, and her eyes were filled with deep pain. Me, why are you lying to me?"
She was so stupid that she stupidly believed this man's words, believing that he would help her get the love in her heart, but in the end, she killed her...
The man held his back with one hand and stared coldly at the national teacher who had gradually become unable to support it in the hands of many masters. His tone was somber.