Gong Jiao'er wanted to struggle, but when he saw Yushu flying in the air to chase him, he was shocked and urged, "Fly fast! He's here!"
Fearlessly waving his wings, but like a tiny bee, he carried a big bucket, holding Gong Jiao'er no matter how high he couldn't fly, and couldn't help but anxiously blame it.
"Gong Jiao'er, why are you so fat?"
"You are so fat that you can't fly..."
"Say it again, I will throw you down."
Gong Jiao'er hurriedly hugged his small body, not daring to talk nonsense.
After all, Yushu had lived for eight hundred years, so he was superb.
When Wushang was about to fly over the top of the tree, he stepped on the leaves with his toes and grabbed Gong Jiao'er's ankle. He tore the little girl off, and instantly fell to the ground.
"Help... Help..." Gong Jiao'er screamed and cried.
"The little man is a little bit charming, if it wasn't for my son rushing to kill, he would definitely have fun with you!"
As he said, he opened his sharp fangs mouth and bit at the little girl's neck.
Without being shocked, he rushed forward quickly, and also shot out his fangs, stretched out his claws, torn Yushu's back, not giving him a chance to bite Gong Jiao'er.
The three children scrambled in one place, rolling from side to side, and rolling from side to side.
Wushang was scratched on his arm, and the bloody air made him furious.
Seeing Yushu biting Gong Jiao'er's arm, he grabbed Yushu's hair and suddenly bit the back of Yushu's neck.
Some images, through the cold blood, rushed into my mind strangely...
He saw his father and an unfamiliar woman wrestling with each other. He saw them getting along day and night, inseparable, sleeping and eating, sharing human blood, and transforming the boy together.
The father called the woman Xian'er, the child Shu'er...
Such a gentle smile belonged to him, his mother and concubine, his brother, and his sister.
Those images completely awakened Wushang's hatred and cruel nature.
His claws scratched the ground more fiercely, and his biting was swift and swift.
In an instant, the three of them were stained with blood.
Yushu lost to his offensive and had to let go of Gong Jiao'er's arm...
Gong Jiao'er saw him grab Wushang's neck with his backhand, and the little ghost claws accurately grabbed Yushu's ears. Even though he was slapped on the face for several times, he still clung to it...
Yushu had lived for eight hundred years, and had never fought such an embarrassing fight.
The moves of these two little ghosts are not in accordance with common sense, and his powerful moves are actually not able to play at all.
With his stomach and back restrained, he turned sideways in a dull manner, and his internal strength suddenly exploded.
The two little people were shocked and flew away. Seeing Gong Jiao'er about to fall on the tree by the lake, Wushang quickly flew over, grabbed her wrist, and flew into the air.
Gong Jiao'er was still in shock. Seeing that the clean robe was stained with blood, she couldn't help crying again, "My clothes are dirty, mother will kill me!"
I don’t want to worry about it, but the blood-stained little face is full of murderous aura beyond age...
During this pause, the wounds on the three of them were all healed, and their energies eased quickly.
Before Yu Shu rushed over, Wushang put Gong Jiao'er on the ground, ready to fight, but the little wings were suddenly caught.
He condensed his eyebrows and looked back, "Brother..."
"Are there any injuries?"
"Stay back!"
Nangong would like to receive a note with distorted handwriting and it is difficult to tell who wrote it.
The above said, "Wu Shang and Jiao'er are together, protect them, be sure to bring guards with them, and do not go alone."
By such a coincidence, he felt Wushang's severe pain and rushed over.
His eyes were scarlet like gems, he was just furious, but the blood stains of his brother and Gong Jiao'er made him completely mad.
A blue-patterned little white robe, cold light overflowing, the broad chestnut wings behind it, slowly waving, bursting out a strange and threatening murderous intent.
With a roar of anger, he flew towards Yushu.
Yu Shu sneered contemptuously, and flew quickly to fight.
"Boy, die!"
He lived eight hundred years old, ten Nangong Jin, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.
Wushang looked at his elder brother, not only looked at the savior, but the small worshiped eyes were like looking up at the golden god.
He retreated obediently, not forgetting to tighten Gong Jiao'er, who was "fighting in blood" with him the moment before.
The little hands of the two of them were covered with sticky and cold blood.
His hands are hot, her hands are cool, hot and cold are overlapping, a bit strange...
Gong Jiao'er couldn't help but look down... Is this guy swollen and just hand in hand with her
Wushang noticed her gaze, froze his head sideways, and glanced at the hands of the two of them. Inexplicably, the scene of Shizu magic ball appeared in his mind, and he knelt down to her, and quickly pulled his hand awkwardly.
Gong Jiao'er also pressed her small mouth in embarrassment, wiped her hands on her body, but said, "Oh, this man's blood smells so bad!"
These words remind Wushang.
He couldn't help but said loudly to his brother, "Brother, his name is Yushu. He is the vampire who changed from that man to the bad woman eight hundred years ago!"
That person
Who is that person
Is someone called that person by name
Nangong was so distracted by this strange title, and only then came to realize that after being caught in the palm of Yushu.
My younger brother hated him so much that he wouldn't even bark his father!
Seeing that his brother was beaten, Wushang rushed forward...
Nangong stopped busy, "Stay and go!"
Wushang was still worried about his brother. Taking advantage of the two hands being separated, he was busy picking up rocks on the ground...
Gong Jiao'er picked up one long ago and threw it at Yushu.
I can't help but admire her smart...
After all, the little girl had never learned martial arts, she threw out that little strength, not only did not hit Yushu, but was easily picked up by Yushu, and instead rushed towards Nangong.
I was in a hurry, "Gong Jiao'er, can you not help me?"
"I didn't!" the wronged little girl couldn't help but yelled, "I really help brother Jin!"
When the stone flew, Nangong leaped back and kicked the stone back.
Yu Shu suddenly caught the delicate stone, but his arm was numb...
His short body flew upside down with the stone several feet away, and hit the rockery heavily. The rock collapsed and the stones in his palm turned into powder, while he felt a sharp pain in his heart and vomited a mouthful of blood.
At the moment of landing, the broken heart veins healed instantly.
He regained his internal strength, but he did not dare to underestimate the enemy any more, gathered the true energy of his whole body, and hit Nangong Jin's heart.
Nangong greeted Wushang fearlessly, and shouted to Wushang, "Shang'er and Jiaoer run away!"
The powerful impact of the two men's infuriating energy formed a huge wave of light, ripples shook everywhere, flying leaves walked away from the sand, and the water column on the lake shook the sky... Deafening.
Wushang took Gong Jiao'er and ran quickly to the front yard of the school...
The guards were alarmed by the loud noise and rushed quickly.
Wushang hurriedly grabbed one of them, "Help my brother! Kill that vampire..."
The guards of the school are best at hunting down such little vampires like Yushu.
Seeing their silver nets opened, Nangong quickly fluttered high, giving them space.
Yushu, however, made a move to "dive the dragon into the sea." From the cascading silver nets, he flew quickly and landed far on the other side of the lake.
He whirled in his robes and turned sullenly, but his moves never stopped, and faster and faster, countless shadows turned around...
"Let you taste the power of this young man's Phantom Palm!"
Nangong was secretly surprised. Seeing that, it seemed quite powerful.
"Shanger, stay away!"
"Brother, it's already far..."
"Farther!"
Nangong gave the command arrogantly and flew to the ground.
The real energy around him whirled, and the surrounding air flow condensed, all submerged in his petite body, gathered his dantian, stomped the ground under his feet, across the lake, used the tricks that the imperial wind taught him.
Yushu hadn't sent out his dazzling phantom palm, but he saw Nangong Jin's weird behavior on the other side of the lake.
He didn't seem to exert much strength, but a blast of air rushed across the lake, setting off a long splash of water, and hitting like a dragon...
Yushu hadn't understood what was going on, and the airflow hit his feet.
The Phantom Palm was about to be released, only one step away. Before he could stop his power, his body burst into pieces of meat in an instant...
"Brother, that's amazing!"
Wushang yelled happily, ran straight over, and plunged into his brother's arms.
Nangong wanted to hold him tightly in shock, lifted his robe, and inspected his bloodstained body.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"In the future, don't run around alone. If you can't find us, you will find a guard or maid to take you with you."
"Oh, I see."
Gong Jiao'er couldn't help running over, looking at Nangong Jin in admiration, and couldn't help holding his hand, "Brother Jin, I really like you!"
Wushang hurriedly hugged Nangong Jin and shouted angrily, "This is my brother, you must not like it!"
Gong Jiao'er pursed her little mouth, "Isn't that the elder brother? Who doesn't?"
Nangong was amused by them, all exhausted.
Several of the guards couldn't help but look at Nangong with admiration. They all knelt down on the ground respectfully, "My son, forgive me, but the subordinates wait for the escorts to arrive late."
"Get up! Have you seen my mother?"
Several guards looked at each other and hurriedly said, "Subordinates wait for the princess and empress."
Nangong held Wushang and Gong Jiao'er, "Let's go, let's go together."
When Gong Xu heard that there was a fight in the backyard garden, he rushed over and saw that his daughter was all dirty, so he started to curse.
Wushang saw her slap up, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Don't hit her!"
Gong Xu's slap froze, and he couldn't help but suspect that he had heard it wrong. "Sir, what are you talking about?"
"Don't beat her in the future, you are so kind, and Jiao'er may not be disobedient."
Jiaoer? Whoops! Jiaoer
Gong Xu's heart was in full bloom, and every heart was drunk.
Suddenly thinking of Jinli's note, she hurriedly said, "My son, the princess and concubine has heard... that boss Wang is ill, so... I went to Wangshi brocade! Let you all go there too."
"Does Man'er go there too?"
"Yes, the first son of Nangong should go there, of course Mrs. Nangong should also go." Gong Xu touched their heads, "Let's go, the concubine personally sent the two sons and concubine over."
Gong Jiao'er said hurriedly, "Mother, I'll go with you too."
Gong Xu smiled with a rare tolerance, "Okay, together, together!"
Outside the school...
Yu Lan Si felt that a dozen cold shadow guards had been killed, and ran out with Nangong Ke.
Seeing that Grandma Deng was fighting with several guards, she hurriedly rushed over...
Seeing them coming, Mother Deng slapped a few sharply, and beat a group of guards to blood and blood. She quickly dodged and hid in the alley behind the school.
Both of them knew clearly that Mother Deng was Lian Yang's empress dowager, and her strength was no less than Lian Yang.
That's why they have to kill her.
In Mori City, such arrogant and domineering people cannot be tolerated.
However, after fighting with Mother Deng for hundreds of rounds, the two brothers did not get any benefits, and both suffered internal injuries.
Mother Deng was calm and calm, and did not use much power.
Yu Zhihuang was originally chasing Yushu, and he was rushing to the hutong to enter the school from the secret road.