Yingchun curled her lips, and said worriedly: "Is the lady in danger? Just now Dong Shiwei asked the lady to save her life... Even the king of Yangjun can't handle it, can the lady do it? No, hurry up and find some good guards to protect her Miss."
"Do you know where Miss is now?" Wu Tong was also worried about the master's safety, but there was nothing she could do.
When Yingchun heard this, she was discouraged and cursed: "Damn Dong Dali! Don't make it clear. If Miss loses a hair, I will shave him bald!!"
Dong Dali, who was speeding on the street, suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head, and shivered a few times, an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
When Yu Xiaocao arrived at the Wu family, the entire inner and outer courtyards of the Wu family were almost in ruins. If it weren't for Manager Liu's hard work, the casualties of the Wu family can be imagined. The women of the Wu family and the girls and women are all huddled in the back room.
At this time Jiang Meiyun had already woken up, and seeing Zhu Junyang running away, she almost fainted again. When Wu Junling saw his cousin who was like an evil ghost, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts in his heart. He only hoped that someone could subdue this out-of-control demon.
It turned out that the rumor about his cousin in Jingzhong was not a rumor fabricated by some people who were jealous of him. If she had known this earlier, she would not have dared to miss her cousin, the county king, if she had given her eight guts. She naturally wants to do it, but compared with her own life, she can weigh the importance of it.
Looking at Zhu Junyang who lost his mind and turned into a "professional forced demolition household", the mother and daughter felt extremely remorseful: Why did they provoke this evil star? Why provoke him? Wu Junling is constantly reflecting on, what did they say, turned on his cousin's devil mode
Wucheng Bingmasi received the Wu family's call for help, and saw the scene one step ahead of Yu Xiaocao. The commander of the Wucheng Bingma Division is an old fritter. Seeing Director Liu, who was forced to retreat by the King of Yangjun and has no power to fight back, his scalp tingled suddenly! Even Eunuch Liu, who is a master of martial arts, can't do anything. He and his subordinates are also expected to be cannon fodder.
Many officers and soldiers of Wucheng Bingma Division have backgrounds, and if they are pulled out, they may be the descendants of second-rank or third-rank generals. Many people use this as a springboard to train in the direction of the emperor's personal guards or young frontier generals in the future. If something goes wrong with these people, the position of the commander of the Wucheng Bingmasi will definitely be lost!
Without an order from the commander, the officers and soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division just stood there in a daze, looking at the king of Yangjun, who was fighting more and more bravely, and couldn't help but feel a little trembling in his heart. Manager Liu was already covered in scars at this time, and it would be an exaggeration to describe him with bruises all over his body. This is also the reason why he has never faced the challenge head-on and just avoided it. He struggled to hold on, hoping that his old life would survive until the moment Miss Yu arrived.
"Give way! Anyone who can't help, give way!!" Dong Dali's voice sounded like the sound of heaven, although there was still some distance, it made Director Liu feel excited.
The men and horses of Wucheng Bingmasi almost blocked the alley to death, and people from outside couldn't get in at all. Dong Dali was worried about the safety of his master and Mr. Liu, who was also a teacher and friend, so he was so angry that he scolded his mother. Seeing this, Yu Xiaocao whispered something to Guard Dong.
Dong Shiwei's eyes lit up, and he raised his voice and yelled in the direction of the Wu family: "Mr. Liu, Miss Yu and I have trouble getting along, please bring the master here..."
After hearing this, Manager Liu jumped up to the inverted room of the Wu Mansion. Before he could stand still, there was a loud noise like a thunderbolt, and half of the inverted room collapsed in an instant. Gravel and broken tiles splashed everywhere, and there was a riot in the alley, and many officers and soldiers were accidentally injured by the debris.
"Withdraw... withdraw first!!" Seeing that the battlefield was about to be transferred to the alley, the commander of Wucheng soldiers and horses hurriedly roared, and the soldiers and horses in the alley immediately fled to the outside. Clean up. Only the sound of Zhu Junyang fighting with Manager Liu remained.
Dong Dali saw that Manager Liu was about to lose his hold, so he rushed to help. He is the son of Prince Jing's mansion. He was selected to practice kung fu with his master since he was a child. Because of his good talent, he stood out among the servants and became an outstanding one. He was selected by Director Liu to serve his master personally. Although his kung fu is single-handed and can be squeezed into the ranks of masters, but in front of Zhu Junyang and Manager Liu, he can only be regarded as a small shrimp.
This guy was not as flexible as Mr. Liu, and he was swept by Zhu Junyang's palm just as he was going up, blood was sprayed from his mouth, his body flew backwards, and his back hit the wall, causing the wall to collapse.
Yu Xiaocao watched this scene in shock. It was a live expert duel without any special effects at all. Every time Zhu Junyang slaps, there will be a gust of palm wind. Wherever it passes, it is like a typhoon passing through the country, and the destructive power is astonishing. With such a seemingly light palm, Dong Shiwei lost his fighting ability in an instant. Even Liu Zongguan, the master of the inner circle, was losing ground in his hands. Peerless master!
At the moment when she was in a daze, Manager Liu was also hit by his master and fell to the ground. The two masters were knocked to the ground while breathing. What kind of combat power is this! !
Manager Liu: My aunt, please stop sighing! If you don't make a move, the old slave will get a box lunch! !
At this time, Zhu Junyang was like a puppet, dominated by the demon in his heart. The plants, trees, tiles and stones around him seemed to carry deep malice. This malice wrapped around him tightly, imprisoned him, and made him almost unable to breathe. There was only one thought in his mind: Destruction! Destroy everything around you, destroy all sources of malice, and break free from the suffocating shackles.
"Ah—" The roar seemed to come from the depths of hell, it could hardly be described with a human voice, like a wounded beast, it made people tremble.
From this cry, Yu Xiaocao heard Zhu Junyang's pain and despair, tears poured out uncontrollably. The moment Zhu Junyang raised the stone lion, which was as tall as a person, and threw it down towards the incapacitated General Manager Liu, a voice that seemed to come from heaven pierced through the darkness, dispelled the strong malice, and spread into the world. In his ears and in his heart: "Zhu Junyang—"
who? Who is calling him? Maintaining the movement of holding the stone lion high, Zhu Junyang turned around slowly, a trace of confusion flashed in his blood-red phoenix eyes.
"Zhu Junyang, the stone lion is so heavy, aren't you tired of holding it? Put it down quickly!" Yu Xiaocao was not intimidated by the ferocity on his face, but frowned slightly, looking at the stone lion in his hand full of worry and pity.
This voice was so familiar and pleasant, like a cold spring water pouring down from the top of his head, making his chaotic mind clear for a moment: Who? Who is it? Call him by his first name
The elders who are familiar with him will call him "Yang'er"; the peers who have a good relationship will call him "Junyang"; those who are a little stranger will respectfully call him "King Yang". It seems that there is only one person who can call her by his first name loudly. He protested several times and wanted her to call him "Brother Yang", but he never did.
Holding the stone lion, Zhu Junyang moved a few steps towards the direction of the sound, Zhu Junyang still looked confused.
Dong Dali, who was slightly injured, had quietly moved to Manager Liu's side, trying to move him to a safe place. Seeing this scene, Dong Dali was a little worried and said: "Boss Liu, master won't hurt Miss Yu by mistake, right? If that's the case, master will fall into self-blame after he wakes up."
Manager Liu was also full of worries at the beginning, but when he saw that his master had stopped his violent behavior because of Ms. Yu's voice, he felt how wise his decision was. Taking out a medicine for treating internal injuries from his bosom, Manager Liu no longer vomited blood, and his chest felt much more comfortable. The wound medicine that Ms. Yu made by herself is really effective.
"Don't worry, even in the runaway state, the master is reluctant to touch Miss Yu's finger. Let's wait and see what happens!" With Dong Dali's support, Mr. Liu sat up slowly, leaned against the broken wall, and smiled slightly. gasping.
"Zhu Junyang, don't be like this, wake up quickly, I will be worried!" Yu Xiaocao's voice was a little choked up, she looked directly at Zhu Junyang who moved over step by step, but still had his favorite smile on her mouth. He said that her smile was his salvation, even if tears rolled down uncontrollably, the smile could not go away.
Zhu Junyang tilted his head, and the stone lion in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, making a deep hole in the ground. The ferocious expression on his face gradually dissipated, and his mind became more and more clear: it's his little girl! Damn it! ! How could he forget his little girl? Her voice, her smile, and the address that called her by name have been deeply imprinted in his mind and heart.
"Little...grass?" Zhu Junyang's mind was still confused, but the darkness around him had dissipated, and the petite, thin, and slender figure became clearer and clearer. A fresh breath diffused from her body, and all the malice was washed away by this breath.
The smile on Yu Xiaocao's face deepened, she took two steps forward, and stretched out her small snow-white hands towards him, her big eyes were washed clean and transparent by tears: "Yes! It's me—Yu Xiaocao! Come on, I'll take you home!!"
Home is a safe haven, without swords, swords, intrigues, ghosts, and malice. Because of her, I feel at ease...
"Don't... don't come here! I... will hurt you..." Seeing a conspicuous red streak on Xiaocao's white and tender cheeks, Zhu Junyang suddenly stopped his outstretched hand and forced himself to take a few steps back. The distance from his redemption is getting farther and farther away, making the demon in his heart ready to move again.
Yu Xiaocao followed his line of sight and wiped his face with a small hand, a tingling pain hit him. It must have been injured by the debris thrown out during the fierce battle. She quietly smeared some high-concentration spirit stone liquid on her hand, and while wiping off the blood on it, it also quickly scabbed off the tiny wound, leaving only a faint pink trace.
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Double updates to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and there will be double updates tomorrow!