Under Leng Ya's shock, before his body could stand still, he rushed forward and tightly covered her mouth. He had never killed a woman, nor did he have the will to kill a woman. Blocking her voice became the only thing he could do. s Choice. But his movements were obviously a step slower, and the scream still overflowed from between his fingers and spread far away.
"Where is Yan Zhimeng?" Leng Ya felt cold, suddenly lifted the girl's collar, and asked in a low voice, the girl's eyes widened when she heard the words. He wanted to carry her back to the wooden cell she had just walked out of, but suddenly, the "rustling" sound of stomping on the ground sounded behind him. In the Northern Emperor Sect, there is no mediocrity. They can reach that short distance in just a blink of an eye. Leng Ya had no choice at all in his heartbeat, his eyes flashed, and he showed a wolf-like look at the girl, then let go of her body, and rushed into the cabin at an extremely fast speed, his eyes flashed After sweeping, he turned around and stood against the wall behind the thin wooden door that had been opened.
He could only pray that the threatening eyes just now would frighten the girl... However, he also knew that this was basically just an extravagant wish, so... He stood behind the door and slowly raised the Broken Wind Blade in his hand, looking , his only option was to raid and solve those two people in the shortest possible time without attracting the attention of others.
Leng Ya hid at the door, completely unaware that the bewildered expression on the face of the girl who was caught off guard by the fright faded away at an extremely fast speed, and replaced with a calm face, and quickly moved the somewhat messy clothes on her chest Fu Ping, in the eyes that were originally a bit sluggish, there was even an obvious brilliance of excitement rising. Its face-changing speed is so fast, if Leng Ya sees it, he will be stunned for a long time.
At the moment when Leng Ya had just flashed to the wooden door, the two Northern Emperor Sect guards also rushed over, and shouted as soon as they walked in: "What happened?"
Although this woman was bored and tossing them to pass the time every day, the scream just now had never happened before, and the panic in that voice didn't sound like it was faked.
Leng Ya's brows were tightened tightly, one hand was lightly pressed on the door, and the other hand had already raised the broken wind blade to a height close to the neck height of an ordinary person. Suddenly shot out, cutting the throats of two people with one blade...
"Mouse, there's a big mouse!" The girl shouted in panic, this voice made Leng Ya almost let out all the breath he had just reached the summit, and his whole body went limp. This kind of feeling was like gaining momentum, gathering enough strength, and the punch that he thought would hit the stone hard hit a ball of soft cotton. The huge contrast made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.
boom…
The air leakage caused the body to sway slightly, and the toe of Leng Ya's right foot slightly bumped against the wooden door during the swing, making a slight sound.
This voice is inaudible to the ears of ordinary people, but it is enough to be heard clearly by the ears of an expert. The guard on the left moved his ear, and his right hand holding the sword slammed, and shot in the direction of the sound...
Whoosh! Boom!
The speed of the long sword flying was extremely fast, separated by a door, Leng Ya didn't notice the invasion of the sharp breath at the first time, when he noticed it, his right foot felt a sharp pain. The long sword pierced through the wooden door, pierced straight into his feet, and then pierced through the soles of his feet, piercing into the withered grass under his feet.
Leng Ya's whole body stiffened suddenly, and her face became as pale as paper, but she gritted her teeth tightly and never made a sound. His biggest reliance is speed, whether it is to escape or deliver a burst of blows, it must be based on extremely high speed. In this crisis-ridden situation, hurting his foot was more unacceptable to him than cutting off his arm.
Blood dripped down, staining the dry grass under his feet red. Following the shooting of the sword, the girl's heart also jumped violently, and she was a little relieved after hearing no sound.
"Okay, the mouse has been solved. Let me tell you Miss Ping'er, it's normal to have a mouse in this kind of place, why make such a fuss." The man who just threw the long sword curled his lips and said. He didn't realize that there was another person not far in front of him to the left at all, and he didn't even think that the one he stabbed with his sword just now was a person. Subconsciously, he never thought that anyone would be able to break into the Northern Emperor Sect and enter this confinement place.
"That's right, you dared to fight the young master back then, but now you're scared like this by a mouse, hehe." The other person laughed lowly.
Ping'er raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Shut up, you two hateful bastards, how could I be afraid of some rats, suddenly something jumped out, how can I not be afraid!"
The man who threw the sword shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, whatever you say is fine, don't make such a fuss anymore, let us calm down." After finishing speaking, he walked forward a few steps, He wanted to pull out the sword stuck in the wooden door.
Leng Ya gritted his teeth to hold back the severe pain, and raised his heart again, and the broken wind blade in his hand once again revealed a murderous aura that could explode at any time. As long as he pulls out the sword and sees the blood on the sword, he will definitely have doubts in his heart, which will expose him.
With a cry, Ping'er stood in front of that person, and said with a vigilant face: "What do you want?"
The man quickly raised his hands: "Miss Ping'er, don't worry, we will never step into your boudoir without your permission." He glanced at the empty cabin, smiled, and then said: "But My sword..."
"Who allowed you to stab my door with a sword! Hurry up and get out, and the sword will be paid to me... Huh, I haven't practiced swords for a long time, so I'll play with yours. Go, go, see You guys are upset," Ping'er was annoyed at first, and then pushed him impatiently.
Leng Ya's hanging heart quietly let go, wondering why the woman called "Ping'er" was deliberately protecting him.
"Hey, you are clearly crossing the river and tearing down the bridge." The man said with an aggrieved expression. They were so familiar with Ping'er's personality that they couldn't be more familiar with it, and they had no doubts at all, instead they thought she was looking for something to pass the time. After all, the taste of losing freedom is not so pleasant. He rolled his eyes, made a helpless expression, turned around and said: "Forget it, since Miss Ping'er wants to play, let her play, and I'll go get another one."
Ping'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wishing to throw them out immediately: "Go, go, go, don't run in casually in the future."
"Cut, I can't wish for it." The man curled his lips and said, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around without warning, bypassed Ping'er's body, stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword with a laugh.
boom!
The ground trembled, and then, a huge roar came from a distance, shaking the eardrums to buzz. The guard who was stretching out his hand to grab the sword was suddenly knocked to the ground, he got up suddenly, and said in surprise: "What's going on!?"
"In the north, what are you still doing in a daze, go!" The other person stabilized his body and rushed out on the still shaking ground. The sword-throwing guard also quickly got up and followed, never caring about pulling out his long sword, not even having time to say hello to Ping Er.
When they were far away, Ping'er turned around, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, raised her eyebrows, and pulled out the sword swiftly, then hurriedly ran to the cabin and closed the door tightly. Leng Ya, who was originally hiding behind the door, was squatting on the ground at this moment, pressing one hand on the sole of the pierced foot, the withered grass under the foot was already scarlet. But his expression was surprisingly calm, as if he didn't feel any pain.
Ping'er was stunned, admiration welled up in her heart, she knelt down and asked, "Are you okay?"
Leng Ya raised his head slightly, glanced at her, then nodded slightly, and stopped looking at her. At that glance just now, he had already remembered her appearance. He has a short body, a face of eighteen or nineteen years old, bright eyes and white teeth, but his face is slightly sallow, and his hair is a little messy.
"Hey! I asked you something... You don't want to ask me why I helped you?" Ping'er was almost irritated by his reaction, and asked rather angrily when she spoke.
"Where is Yan Zhimeng?" Leng Ya put his hands on the soles of his feet to control the blood flow from the wound, fixed his sharp eyes on Ping Er's eyes, and repeated the first sentence he said to her before talk. He didn't ask "Are you Yan Zhimeng", because the person in front of him is absolutely not. Although he has never seen Yan Zhimeng, but from what Ye Wuchen said, the girl in front of him is not only different in age How old they are, their appearance and temperament, they cannot be compared.
Ping'er, who was lowering her head to check his injuries, was startled when she heard the words, her eyes suddenly became blurred, and she muttered in a low voice: "Miss..." Then she suddenly raised her head and looked at Leng Ya again: "Who are you? How did you break in here... You came here to find a lady?"
Her reaction and her address to Yan Zhimeng caused Leng Ya, who had not had much hope, to sharpen his gaze, and even seemed to forget the piercing pain from his feet. Staring at the eyes of this girl with weird eyes everywhere, he asked in a low voice: "You must know where she is... tell me!"
Ping'er also stared at him... Three years ago, since she risked her life to block Yan Ximing and let Yan Zhimeng escape, she has never seen her again. That day, Yan Ximing came back with a dark face, and let her know that Yan Zhimeng must have escaped by some method, and that the Northern Emperor Sect who left far away would not be captured by him or killed by him. I didn't hear any news, and she was also imprisoned here, and she was not allowed to leave for three years. The life of this lively girl here is miserable. But she committed the big mistake of the year, and under the protection of Mrs. Yan, she was not severely punished. She was very satisfied and happy just being locked up here. The biggest concern was how Yan Zhimeng was doing now... No one was born safely... I heard that Ye Wuchen didn't die at all, could they have been reunited as a family... If so, that would be great.
In the past three years, there has been no news of Yan Zhimeng, even with the power of the Northern Emperor Sect, she has not been found. Where did she go? However, Yan Zhimeng from three years ago seldom left the Northern Emperor Sect, and would never come into contact with anyone outside... Then who is this person who came to her, could it be...
Suddenly an outsider appeared in front of her, she instinctively panicked, but when Leng Ya suddenly asked "Where is Yan Zhimeng?", her panic completely faded away, and she tried her best to maintain her in the uncontrollable excitement. He hides from those who are called by her call.