Suddenly, Ruining shouted, and the hand that grabbed the woman dropped.
The voice was vague and tragic, as if something terrible happened suddenly.
There was also a sound from the wooden branch, with a slight "pop", as if something fell into the firewood.
Ruining turned his back to everyone, everyone couldn't see his expression clearly, but they saw him suddenly staggered and fell backwards, Yu Chun and Yunfang stood at the front, Yunfang glanced at Ruining, her pupils shrank rapidly, she opened He opened his mouth, and was about to shout, but a broken tremor burst out of his throat.
And now, everyone can see clearly, the palm of the right hand of Young Master Lin... is gone! Only one piece left!
At the fracture, the flesh and blood were blurred and rotten, and the blood fell to the ground along the withered bald arm, and the ground quickly condensed a large pool of thick water and blood.
Ruining's face was full of tumultuous pain and panic, and his eyes kept flickering, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him.
"Ning'er!" Lin Honghua tilted his body and stumbled towards the eldest son again.
Suddenly, everyone only heard a sharp sound, but it was the Jiang shi who screamed, trembling with his arms in his arms.
For a moment, everyone was shocked! Lin Ruining's hand was clearly chopped off by some sharp weapon! Shuangcong stood right next to each other, but no one saw that the woman in purple or the man in white drew a sword...including Yu Chun.
The speed is so fast that it is beyond shocking.
Forgot to help her uncle, Lin Qianfang stared blankly at the thing in the firewood that was burning to ashes - it was Ruining's hand that fell just now!
It was him, it was the man with phoenix eyes who moved his hand! Lin Qianfang knew it, everyone knew it.
Because his wife was already in his arms, he stroked the woman's eyes with one hand, covering her eyes, so that she would not be frightened by the sudden bloodshed, his eyes swept over Ruining, and looked at him lightly. crowd.
In the silence and chaos, Yu Chun sneered, and when everyone looked at it, they saw a figure jumping up quickly, the cold light pierced, and slashed towards the face of the man in white.
"Brother Chun, kill him!"
Yunfang's voice disturbed Lin Qianfang's heart. She wanted to call on Yu Chun, but she knew that she was no faster than Chun's sword. That person ruined the hand of Ruining, who had good martial arts, but it was just a trick, how could he be too pure? Lin Qianfang opened her eyes, her body was already cold. When the distress was fading away, there was a large sound of panic in her ears. When she looked again, for a moment, she thought that she had lost her eyes.
From Lin Honghua standing beside her to everyone in the cave, they were all nailed to the spot, motionless, like sculptures, only the constant voices from their mouths were still in chaos.
Yu Chun was still clinging to the sword in his hand, but he was still standing in front of the fire like a clay sculpture, and his tall body could no longer move.
She watched their mouths open and close, her heart was numb, she moved her body, but found that she was able to move, and she shivered through the still crowd.
There is an ethereal vision.
Is it Er Cang
That Er Cang frowned, and looked at the young and beautiful man at the end of the fire.
Lin Qianfang froze in her heart, but when she looked again, she saw Er Cang's eyes drooping down, and what she saw just now seemed to be her own hallucination. She was stunned for a moment, and ignored the foreign woman. She looked carefully at everyone, but saw a little bit of cold light emanating from everyone's body - a silver needle was stuck in a certain big hole in these people's bodies.
Finally, Lin Qianfang remembered the startling glance just now... The woman in purple was leaning lazily against the man's arms. In mid-air, the man's hands were slightly raised, and his sleeves were as white as snow.
Also using needles as weapons... Even if Yunfang practiced for a hundred years, she would not be able to achieve such a situation.
This gentle boy and brother actually knew martial arts and subdued more than 30 people in the cave with one move.
How is this possible, one move, but one move!
Such martial arts, such martial arts—what are the top three figures in the arena? Even the head of the Sword Sect, the host of the Shaolin Temple is impossible!
In my mind, all these words were tossing and turning in my heart.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qianfang finally realized something. She crossed the bonfire and the tea smoke, looked up and looked forward... I saw the two people sitting down again.
His wife was in his arms, clinging to the handle of the pot, and several tea cups were lined up on the ground, and she was pouring tea into the small cups intently.
Next to the two of them, there are several pink buds with stems and other leaves. The flower buds have not yet spread their stamens, but the color is already green and tender. Is this "Ningshuang"? The fragrance lingering in the air is tea brewed with "frost"
With the woman's skillful and graceful gestures, Lin Qianfang understood that this woman must be well versed in the art of making tea. If it were herself, if she could serve such a man, she would definitely learn everything.
She suddenly remembered that the girl just laughed to her and said that their servants came down from the mountain and came back to pick them up after a while.
That's just a joke! With this man's martial arts, why would anyone need anyone... This woman clearly knew what she meant just now, thinking of this, her heart full of fear burst into a strong anger. She was kind to save her, but this woman... but she was relying on that man's love.
She thought about it but suddenly trembled, how could the situation allow her to be confused at this time! She didn't get hold of the acupuncture point by the silver needle. Did he lose his head? No, absolutely impossible! That's because he showed mercy and let her go on purpose!
He stared at the man in a daze to himself—she was stunned by the man, thinking back and forth in her mind, at one moment she was overjoyed, at another moment she was thinking about how to ask him for mercy.
Yu Chun turned his body on his side, his face extremely angry.
Ruining's face was as pale as death, and he was frightened and bleak.
Yunfang's lips were squirming, and she looked at her stubbornly, "Little sister, you go, you go and beg him..."
Both her uncle Lin Honghua and her father stared at her forcefully.
Lin Qianfang suddenly felt happy.
In this moment, she seemed to have experienced a lifetime of joys and sorrows.
She bit her lip and was about to walk towards him, but she heard the purple-clothed woman smile and say, "It's nothing to ask for here, the water is ready-made snow water. some good ones."
When she saw the woman handing the tea cup to the man, the man let out a leisurely "um", but his eyes suddenly flickered. Instead of picking up the cup, he lowered his voice slightly, "Hang Zisu, how did your hand grow? the same thing?"