The fire has spread.
Qin Xuanji kept retreating, the hem of her skirt was already on fire, Xu Xun was overjoyed, this thing was not as terrible as she imagined, she would definitely be able to burn her today.
Xu Xun has always been a simple-minded guy with developed limbs, he only knows how to fight, kill, and intrigue, he doesn't understand it, and he is a rough person.
It was also difficult for him to guess Yan Jiuming's thoughts.
Feel that since Yan Jiuming killed Qin Xuanji, what do you care about a corpse?
Therefore, it is also a matter of course to get rid of the corpse.
It's just that he forgot one thing, the most difficult thing is to understand Emperor Xin, Yan Jiuming's thoughts, who can understand it?
Xu Xun held a knife and rushed over to slash Qin Xuanji into the fire, shouting: "Go to death!"
” He rushed over with a hideous face, as if he had forgotten that the one in front of him was originally a dead man.
Xu Xun didn't expect that before he rushed over and slashed Qin Xuanji into the fire, he was slapped heavily on the back, and the force was so great that he felt that his internal organs were trembling.
Such a big piece of head fell heavily to the ground.
Touched the spark next to him, and was almost drowned by the fire, but fortunately, the subordinate next to him quickly extinguished the fire on the hem of his clothes.
Xu Xun looked at Yan Jiuming with his eyes open, but he didn't expect that it would be Yan Jiuming who gave him a palm.
The man stood there with his back to Qin Xuanji, and between his hands rising and falling, he had already repelled the other forbidden troops who rushed towards Qin Xuanji, and that face was like a rakshasa in the dark night.
Xu Xun couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart.
This corpse, to Yan Jiuming, is a treasure!
He couldn't understand it just now, but now he finally understood that Yan Jiuming was the Ninety-Five Venerable, even if he was injured like this corpse, he still wanted to preserve the corpse.
Inadvertently, he looked at Qin Xuanji.
Suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty, run!"
” His cry was obviously late, and I saw that your strange corpse had picked up a knife from the ground and bent stiffly, it was the saber that the guard had knocked down by Yan Jiuming.
Yan Jiuming had his back to Qin Xuanji at this time.
The hideous corpse, the black hollow eyes seemed to be a little bigger.
He raised the cold light knife in his hand and slashed at Yan Jiuming's neck.
The sword blade tore through the air and hissed, Yan Jiuming keenly caught the sound in the air, and subconsciously dodged to the side.
The knife was a few points off and slashed hard at his chest.
The man was shaken back by the huge inertia, and a handful of scarlet blood blurted out.
The strength of this corpse is infinite, if it weren't for Yan Jiu Ming using his internal strength to build a barrier for his body, now, he would already be two halves.
Xu Xun was so frightened that he rushed over and pushed the corpse that was about to pounce on Yan Jiuming to the ground.
Sticking to this corpse like this, looking at her ravine-criss-crossed face and empty eyes, Xu Xun felt that his soul was out of his body.
It's horrible.
It seemed that at the moment of falling, he saw the corpse and seemed to grin.
He froze.
Until the sharp tip of the knife, piercing through his collarbone.
The great pain made him let out a pig-killing cry.
And what frightened him even more was that Yan Jiuming couldn't stand on his feet anymore and went straight down!