If it is normal, Yan Shu appreciates such a strong person, and even cherishes his talent.
but-
He will not show mercy to those who want to kill him!
The figure flashed, his left arm dropped, and the whole arm had turned purple, swollen, and he looked very uncomfortable. But Yan Shu's face was as usual, without the slightest pain. He passed the guard, raised his hand and drew the soft sword from the guard's waist, and joined the battle.
I saw his xin-long figure swiftly like the wind, the soft sword in his hand was used to hunt and hunt the wind, and almost every sword dropped to the real place, it would take away a fresh life.
Almost in an instant, because of his joining, the struggle that had been a little strenuous was quickly reversed.
When the squally wind blew up and the sky was covered with dark clouds, only Yan Shu was left around. He shook, threw away the sword whose original color was no longer visible, wiped the blood spattered on his face at random, and staggered out a few steps.
"Akui, Akui—"
His entire left arm was numb, because of the fight, even if he sealed the acupuncture points, the venom was still spreading slowly.
By this time, with his weak voice and the thin hairspring, Yan Shu was completely holding on to his strength and cheering up and patrolling around. But the poison was too fierce, he walked a distance, away from the dense forest filled with blood, suddenly his body shook, and he fell to the ground in an instant, unconscious.
In the dream, Yan Shu was plunged into a thick black mist, and he couldn't see his fingers, he could only move forward with his feelings. Su Kui's name was called, and his footsteps were staggering, but he couldn't see anything. The surroundings were quiet, only his footsteps and violent heartbeats could be heard.
Suddenly there was no space at his feet, and he suddenly fell down an endless cliff. The feeling that his whole body was weightless made him suddenly open his eyes.
His limbs and corpses were yelling, and his forehead twitched. He gritted his teeth and lifted the quilt. He was about to get out of bed and suddenly froze.
The rustic wooden house, simple furnishings, rough tables, chairs and small beds, the house exudes a faint fragrance of medicine, nothing else.
Where is this, and why is he here? ! What happened after he passed out, Akui? !
"Akui—" he cried out.
If he was saved, was Akui also saved? She couldn't see the light, and she didn't know whether she could stand it at the time. He shouldn't have relented at the beginning. Seeing her trapped in the palace and lacking freedom, and feeling languid all day, he thought about having his own caregiver and let her come out and let her breathe.
After all, he is arrogant. After all, he is not a god, and he is not able to protect her at all times. Even if he has the heart, he is powerless.
Those people, really damn it! !
His phoenix eyes shot out lingering killing intent, and the thoughts in his heart became firmer. If the three big families don't cut, Jokhang is not his Jokhang alone. Only to suppress those restless people, so that they never dared to jump out and jump. Only the people he wants to protect can be peaceful forever.
Gu Qingqiu opened the door with the decocted medicine, and was overwhelmed by his cold, bloodthirsty, non-human eyes. He overturned the pill and opened his eyes wide in surprise, "You... are you awake?"
She hesitated for a while before slowly walking forward.
Yan Shu returned to his senses, pursing his pale thin lips, looking in the direction of the sound.