Meng Qiqi didn't wait for the person who came to negotiate with her when she heard the sound of weapons colliding and fighting outside.
She jumped on the broken window and looked out. The night was dark and she couldn't see anything clearly. On the contrary, the cold wind that was blown in by the snowflakes blew her face, Meng Eqi's eyes widened, and she could only see a corner of the dark robe, like the big cloak that Sheng Jiayan wore today.
But if it was really Sheng Jiayan, why would he bring the guards here? Meng Qiqi heard the sound of swords pinging and pong outside, and it didn't seem like a lot of people were fighting.
After a while, the movement outside faded away, and the ground returned to silence again.
Meng Qiqi tried her best to look out the window, but she really couldn't see anything.
Suddenly the wooden door was kicked open with a 'bang', Sheng Jiayan held a knife in his left hand, and the left half of his clothes was stained with the blood of others. At that time, a light flashed in his eyes. He walked in three steps and two steps and grabbed Meng Qiqi's wrist: "Amen, are you okay?"
There was a subtle anxiety in his deep voice, such a familiar name made Meng Eqi a little dazed for a moment. If it weren't for Sheng Jiayan's eyes not being as peaceful as when she was the King of Hell, she would have almost knelt down and shouted long live His Majesty.
"I'm fine, I've been imprisoned here since I was tied up." Meng Eqi touched her chin and said with experience, "According to the normal routine, there should be someone behind the scenes when I'm imprisoned. Come over and talk to me about the conditions. Either threaten you with me, or threaten my uncle with me. But no one came over this time, I think the conspiracy behind this... "
Before she was finished, Sheng Jiayan had already pulled her out. Seven, seven, eight or eight strong men were already lying on the ground, but Sheng Jiayan's expression did not relax in the slightest. He tightened Meng Qiqi and forced her to stick to his side: "We have to get out of here quickly, in order not to scare the snakes, this time I didn't bring extra people. Eiqi, follow me."
He seldom looks like this, Meng Eqi was also nervous and followed his footsteps closely. The two walked on the snow and made a 'creaky' sound. The cold wind of the cold night poured into Meng Eqi's collar, and the snow that flew towards him was like hard particles, and Meng Eqi's frozen cheeks were flushed.
They walked along the mountain road for a long time, and when they reached Meng Eqi, they felt that they were about to fall asleep in the snow. Unexpectedly, Sheng Jiayan, who was in front, suddenly stopped, and Meng Eqi was caught off guard to avoid bumping into his wall of flesh.
She rubbed the bridge of her nose and stuck her head out from behind Sheng Jiayan, and she was so scared that her hair stood upside down.
At the end of the road not far from them stood five black people, all dressed in night clothes, all holding a sword with a cold light. They were staring murderously at Sheng Jiayan and Meng Qiqi.
Meng Eqi stammered: "He... Did they pass by?"
Sheng Jiayan looked ahead unpredictably: "How about you?"
Then Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "Since your master has the intention to kill, did you send these people to take my life?"
The one headed among the five was obviously taken aback for a moment, then raised his sword and attacked first.
There was no excess between the martial arts moves of the men in black, and Meng Eqi was horrified when he saw it.
As early as the first moment they rushed over, Sheng Jiayan reached out and pushed, and threw Meng Eqi into the grass next to him. Meng Eqi subconsciously slammed down on the ground, trying to reduce his target size as much as possible.
Sheng Jiayan took out a soft whip from his waist, and his moves were neat and ruthless, and he recruited others in the face.
The snow was quickly stained red with blood, and Sheng Jiayan's whip was stained with blood and quickly froze into ice. When he swung the whip out, the icicles flew out again, like blood-colored silver needles, deeply stabbed. into the body of the man in black.
He quickly dealt with the three men in black, and the fourth suddenly flew out two hidden weapons from his sleeves before he died, one directly attacked Sheng Jiayan, while the other went to Meng Qiqi's hiding place.
Meng Qiqi was startled, and Gululu rolled to the side for several laps before stopping, not knowing what his head hit, Venus staring straight up in front of him.
Sheng Jiayan pulled out the treasured saber from his waist to block the hidden weapon. Seeing Meng Qiqi doing this, he hated that iron was not steel and said, "Why don't you run!"
The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and in addition to the rustling wind, there was the sound of swords colliding in the valley.
Meng Qiqi was lying on her back and stroking her forehead, baring her teeth in pain. She wanted to jump up and refute Sheng Jiayan, but now she just felt dizzy and the sky above her head was spinning in circles. She managed to stand up, but she fluttered several times and then fell again. Meng Qiqi had never hated her inept skills so much. If she had put it in her previous life, these people would have long since become her dead souls!
The last killer move was more aggressive and changeable. He knew that he was no match for Sheng Jiayan when he hit hard, so he took advantage of Sheng Jiayan's unpreparedness to withdraw and pounce on Meng Qiqi.
Meng Qiqi tried her best to dodge the ultimate move, and in the end she slammed into a big tree beside her in a panic. The trunk of the tree was cold and hard, no different from a stone, and Meng Qiqi's tearful eyes blurred in pain at that moment.
The last sword was about to land on her. The killer felt his legs tighten, and was then pulled out of the grass by Sheng Jiayan tied his legs and feet with a whip, and then threw it on the ground.
The killer stumbled and fell on the snow, and a dog came to chew on the mud.
He seemed unwilling to give up, and threw three hidden weapons at Meng Eqi. Meng Eqi really had no strength. She struggled to stand up, knowing that she could dodge one hidden weapon, but three.
Sheng Jiayan had the whip wrapped around the killer's legs at this time, he did not hesitate and flew towards Meng Qiqi.
Meng Eqi suddenly felt that the time had slowed down at this time, the heavy snow was slowly falling on them, and even the swaying leaves of the pine trees in the valley slowed down. Her eyes reflected the ground—
And Sheng Jiayan rushed over to block the figure of the hidden weapon for her.
The hidden weapon was embedded in Sheng Jiayan's back, and he groaned.
Sheng Jiayan turned his back to the killer, revealing an open door. The man in black broke free of the whip that bound him, raised his sword and stabbed Sheng Jiayan again.
When Meng Qiqi came back to his senses again, he found that the sword edge had passed through Sheng Jiayan's shoulder blade. She raised her head with trembling, and found that Sheng Jiayan's deep pupils reflected her panicked and tear-stained face.
The killer immediately pulled out his sword, and Sheng Jiayan's body trembled. Meng Eqi seemed to hear the sound of blood spilling on the snow.
This was just a flash of lightning, and when Meng Qi came, he felt that the time was so long.
Sheng Jiayan turned around and grabbed the assassin's sword with his bare hands, gritted his teeth and shot the assassin away, and blood fell from his palm drop by drop.
"Run..." Sheng Jiayan turned his head and gave a final command, then flew to entangle the man in black.
Meng Qiqi didn't know where the courage came from, a fierce man stood up, ignoring his weak legs, and ran frantically down the mountain. Under her feet were the muddy snow and the cold mountain wind. She tripped over her skirt several times. She got up and ran down the mountain with her hands and feet.
The mountain breeze with a chilling meaning, rolled the wind and snow and fascinated her eyes. The pine branches couldn't bear the weight of the snow, and a flurry of snow fell rustling, and the color was even darker and darker.
Meng Qiqi tripped for the last time, she got up and twisted her almost freezing knees, only to feel that her nose was hot, and something slowly came out. She raised her hand and touched it, a touch of red stinging her eyes.
She wiped her face, and walked back step by step, starting to use the walking, and simply running behind.
She can't leave Sheng Jiayan alone, she can't!
If you want to die, just die together, anyway, back to the underworld is also a chic and happy mother Meng and King Yan, what is there to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, Meng Eqi ran faster.
She didn't know how long she ran, and suddenly stopped.
Not far away is the figure of Sheng Jiayan lying in the snow. His body has been covered with a layer of heavy snow, and the clothes behind him are soaked with blood. And lying next to him was the deadly killer. He died very horribly, and it was thought that the struggle before his death was very tragic.
Meng Qiqi crawled to Sheng Jiayan's side and turned him over: "Ayan! Ayan!"
Sheng Jiayan closed his eyes, his face pale. Meng Eqi touched his carotid artery with trembling hands, and when she found a faint vibration, she almost cried.
Meng Qiqi put Sheng Jiayan's arm on his shoulders and wanted to carry him home. But she couldn't even stand firm, her knees trembled, and the two fell back to the snow all at once.
She can't carry him.
Meng Eqi got up from the snow and knocked on his forehead angrily.
She used her strength to drag Sheng Jiayan under the pine tree to prevent the heavy snow from falling on him, which made the injury more serious.
She felt deeply helpless. At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, the cold wind was blowing, and the pine branches were rustling.
Meng Eqi suddenly remembered something, she mentioned Sheng Jiayan's treasured saber and ran up the mountain.
During this period, she tripped several times, and then got up and ran again as if she didn't feel any pain. She didn't stop until she ran to the wooden house that had just closed her.
Meng Qiqi did not hesitate, ran to the door of the wooden house, raised the knife and slashed fiercely.
She wasn't very strong, and she felt numb from the shock of the knife. Sometimes even the knife could not be pulled out from the door. After cutting it in half like this, one of the wooden doors finally fell with a bang.
Meng Qiqi immediately dragged the wooden board outside, tore her skirt into pieces and tied it together, and then tied it tightly to the doorknob on the wooden board.
After that, she dragged the plank down the mountain as if flying, she pulled the scooter to Sheng Jiayan's side, and half-supported and half-tugged Sheng Jiayan up.
After all this tossing, she sweated profusely in the winter.
Meng Eqi then tied the rope twisted from her clothes to her shoulders and tried to take a step. The plank finally moved a little, but there was also a severe pain in the shoulder. She was overjoyed, and then Meng Eqi leaned forward with the entire weight of her body and pulled Sheng Jiayan down the mountain. When she encounters a place with a slope and a pit, she has to look back to see if Sheng Jiayan has been dropped by her.
I don't know when the snow has stopped, and gradually turned up the light, and the shallow sunshine drilled out from behind the clouds.