Being killed for being too noisy is definitely the most unjust killer in history.
After fighting for a while, seven of the killers died, leaving only three, but except for the two who were injured by Ji Mingxiu and the man at the beginning, the rest of the killers were all alive and well.
In fact, the dead soldiers also suffered injuries to varying degrees, but these injuries did not affect their fighting spirit in the slightest. They were like machines that were powered up, they only saw killing or killing, and they didn't care whether they were injured or not.
Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang improved their skills by relying on the two fruits, and they can barely hold on at this moment. On the other hand, the little guard on the side is not so lucky. His physical strength has been exhausted to the limit, and he kicked away another After the dead soldier, he half-kneeled powerlessly on the ground.
The dead soldier kicked away by him entangled like a tarsal maggot, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.
His breathing was choked, his face quickly turned blue and purple, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab the dead man's head, but he didn't know that his small arms were short, and he didn't even catch a single hair after grabbing for a long time!
At this time, both Ji Wushuang and Yan Feijue were entangled by the dead men, and they were at a loss.
And his pavilion master is also busy with the last few steps of drawing talismans. If he loses his pen and comes to help him at this time, all previous efforts will be wasted and he will have to start all over again.
"Pavilion...Master..." The little guard desperately squeezed out two words that he could hardly hear clearly.
The man said frantically, "Persist for a while, and you'll be fine soon."
The little guard's eyeballs protruded: "Persist... hold on... no... stop..."
Just when he was about to die, an arrow flew in the air and pierced the dead man's head.
A person's head was strangled in front of him, this scene is not too scary, the little guard is so frightened that his soul will fly!
The arrow was coated with cinnabar, and the dead man fell to the ground after struggling for a long time.
The little guard also fell down. After coughing heavily, he stood up, jumped on the dead man, and kicked hard a few times: "I'll let you step on me! I'll let you step on me!"
Boom!
Yan Feijue rushed over, threw the little guard to the ground, and swept across the place where the little guard was standing with a shining long knife.
The cold air on the blade was like ice in severe winter, which made the little guard shiver violently.
Yan Feijue hurriedly pulled him up again, glanced at the long-sworded dead man who joined the battle at some point, and scolded: "You fucking die?! Young master, bring the last arrow I saved you! Can you stop wasting that arrow?!"
Hearing this, the little guard looked at Ji Mingxiu, and saw that Ji Mingxiu's God-breaking crossbow was indeed empty, and the crossbow without arrows was no different from a piece of scrap iron.
Seeing that Ji Mingxiu could no longer use the crossbow, the group of killers who had been severely injured by the God-breaking Crossbow swarmed towards Ji Mingxiu and Qiao Wei with excitement in their eyes.
The purpose of this group of people is obvious, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and taking advantage of Qiao Wei being injured by the blood moon bow, they simply sent her to see the King of Hades.
If Qiao Wei died, it would definitely be a big blow to Ji Mingxiu. The other party had this idea, or, if everyone is innocent and guilty, Qiao Wei is the little Zhuoma of the hermit clan. His identity was enough to make Yeluo people jealous for a while.
Right now, it doesn't matter why they are hunted down, what matters is how to get rid of these tricky and difficult guys.
Ji Wushuang broke free from the dead soldiers entangled her, and ran towards Ji Mingxiu, but within two steps, he was blocked by two dead soldiers.
Yan Feijue and the little guard were also surrounded by dead soldiers.
Ji Mingxiu had no choice but to save himself. At this moment, it seemed impossible to use his internal strength.
Ji Mingxiu held Qiao Wei tightly in his arms, staring at the long sword cutting towards him with eyes like torches, his breath sinking into his dantian, and he was about to activate his internal strength.
When it was too late and then soon, a loud and clear eagle's cry sounded in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a cyan figure descended from the sky and struck out a palm in the air. The vast palm wind was like a rainbow, and with overwhelming momentum, it sent the killer who was attacking Ji Mingxiu violently a hundred steps away.
The three killers fell heavily to the ground, broke their internal organs on the spot, spit out a mouthful of blood, and died!
Ji Mingxiu didn't have time to withdraw his internal force, his face turned pale suddenly: "Master..."
Master Huo stretched out his palm with sharp eyes and hands, and slapped Ji Mingxiu's shoulder with a slap, forcing his restless internal force back.
Master Huo's arrival made Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang heave a sigh of relief. Just now, they thought that the young master must activate his internal force, and that would naturally kill the group of killers, but the young master is bound to be severely punished. Backlash, this is not what they want to see.
The only three remaining killers on the scene were dealt with by Mr. Huo with one move, and there were only six dead soldiers left, including the long-sword dead soldier who ran out of nowhere, a total of seven.
If the slayers who gave them the prestige at Ji's house earlier were low-level samurai, then the ones who competed with Qiao Wei on the duel stage were mid-level samurai, and these guys tonight seem to be high-level slayers .
As for the one with the long knife, Yan Feijue reckoned that his strength was even higher.
The target of the long-knife slayer was the lantern. It seemed that the master behind him knew that the lamp was Qiao Wei's life lamp. It was much easier to kill Qiao Wei when the lamp went out.
"That hero, this lamp cannot be extinguished." The man said, his gaze never passed his hand from the beginning to the end, but this did not prevent him from being aware of the movement at the scene.
Master Huo stopped the long-sword dead man with one step, and fought fiercely with him.
The little guard had already lost his combat effectiveness, so it would be good not to cause trouble for others. Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang joined forces to kill the remaining six dead soldiers, but the two of them actually had very little strength left. Nian is fighting.
Ji Wushuang stabbed the dagger into the body of a dead man. Without even frowning, the dead man raised his iron palm and slapped Ji Wushuang to the ground.
Ji Wushuang felt a pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The dead soldier walked towards him with heavy steps, pulled out the dagger that Ji Wushuang had stuck in his stomach, and stabbed Ji Wushuang fiercely!
Ji Wushuang had no strength to run away, and instinctively closed her eyes.
Just when the dead man's dagger was only an inch away from Ji Wushuang, a small iron pot came crashing down with a bang!
The dead man was stunned.
Pearl stood on the branch, picked up the small iron pot again, and smashed it hard.
The dead man didn't move, Zhu Er smashed it again.
I smashed it! I smashed it! I smash smash smash!
The dead man looked at Zhu'er with gloomy eyes, stretched out his big palm like iron tongs, and grabbed Zhu'er.
I don't want Zhu'er's pot anymore, just run away!
Xiaobai jumped off the golden eagle, jumped to the place where the cinnabar pot was, picked up the cinnabar pot, and ate a few big mouthfuls!
Afterwards, he dropped the jar, jumped onto the dead man who was chasing Zhu'er, and bit down!
Wow, bite to death.
Dabai did the same thing, picked up the jar and took a few mouthfuls, then his eyes widened, foaming at the mouth, his lips turned purple, his whole body twitched, and he fell to the ground unconscious!
Xiaobai is addicted to biting, take a bite, take a bite! One bite after another!
Soon, the ground fell to the ground with a clatter.
The little guard stared at this scene dumbfounded, I might have encountered a fake dog...
On the other side, the duel between Huo Shigong and the long-sword dead man entered a fierce stage. The long-sword dead man seemed not so afraid of the poison of cinnabar, and the dagger of cinnabar pierced into his body. He did not fall down immediately, but roared angrily With a voice, he slashed towards Master Huo even more swiftly.
Huo Shigong stabbed him again, he was enraged even more, but luckily his body was not as strong as before.
It seems that the cinnabar poison is not useless to him, it's just that he has profound skills and can handle it better than the rest of the dead.
Afterwards, Master Huo stabbed him seven or eight times with a cinnabar dagger, and he finally went to see the King of Hades.
Fortunately, there is only one such dead man, if there are three or four, they don't need to fight, just wait to be torn to pieces!
The chaotic scene calmed down, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, corpses were lying on the ground, a mess after the war.
Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang sat on the ground panting, too tired to talk.
Beside Yan Feijue was the body of a fat man. Yan Feijue kicked him with all his remaining strength. He recognized this fat man. He was one of the people who held Jing Yun and brother Liu hostage that night. I just wanted to kill him, and I finally got my wish tonight, but the price was a bit high, and he was too tired to move: "God's Cangjiu... don't fall into the hands of grandpa... sooner or later, grandpa... will peel your skin..."
"Cangjiu... who is it?" Ji Wushuang asked out of breath.
Yan Feijue covered his chest, and said with difficulty: "Last time... the one who caught Jing Yun..."
Ji Wushuang calmed down a little, and asked suspiciously: "So...he is in the same group as the murderer who shot the young lady?"
Yan Feijue nodded: "I think so. Last time I bought cinnabar... I also ran into this guy... This guy was injured by Mr. Huo... This time he didn't come out by himself... He sent his men out...Damn it! See you next time He... I have to... have to tear him up!"
Cangjiu is the murderer's minion, so tonight's assassination can be explained.
But for those dead men, Yan Feijue still didn't quite understand: "Young master, didn't you say that Cangjiu and the National Teacher Hall are not in the same group? How could he get the dead men from the National Teacher Hall?"
Now that he has regained a little vitality, he can speak a few words smoothly.
Ji Mingxiu hugged Qiao Wei tightly in his arms, Qiao Wei was well protected by him, his body was in a mess, but her hair was not messed up, he pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "This, I'm afraid it will I asked the people in the National Teacher Hall."
"I'll catch that kid later and ask him!"
The boy Yan Fei was talking about was the eldest disciple of the National Teacher Hall. The eldest disciple kept begging the young master to spare the life of the national teacher, but if he found out that the boy dared to betray his promise and assassinate the young master, he would not let him off lightly!
Ji Wushuang was worried about Ji Mingxiu's injury, and looked at Ji Mingxiu firmly. He had put half a bowl of blood on his heart, and his vitality was greatly damaged. As for people, just now he had even fought fiercely with people, even if he didn't mobilize his internal strength, the situation would not be much better.
Sure enough, Ji Mingxiu's face was completely pale, big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips were bloodless.
Ji Wushuang resisted to stand up and walked towards Ji Mingxiu, only to find that his chest and skirt were all stained red with blood when he got close: "Young master, you..."
Ji Mingxiu said in a low voice, "I'm fine."
Master Huo immediately sealed his acupoints to prevent his blood from bleeding dry, and his little disciple should be very sad.
On the other side, the man finally drew the last stroke, recited a spell, burned the talisman, soaked it in the special potion, and asked Qiao Wei to swallow it.
"Is this going to make it all right?" Yan Feijue asked suspiciously.
The man sighed faintly: "I have already done what should be done, whether I can wake up or not depends on her fate."
…
A group of people returned to Zuisheng Pavilion overnight.
The little guard was preparing a room for a few people on the second floor. While preparing, he muttered: "Why are you still relying on Zuisheng Pavilion? Haven't you already given the antidote? Whether she wakes up now depends on her own fate! If If you don’t wake up, the Pavilion Master can’t do anything about it!”
Yan Feijue slapped him on the head: "You boy! Not us, how many times have you died today?!"
The little guard was wronged and snorted weakly, not daring to play tricks anymore.
Master Huo, Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang went back to their houses.
Golden eagles stand on the roof.
The three little cubs were on Qiao Wei's bed.
Ji Mingxiu lay beside her, holding her gently in his arms, the wound was tender, but he didn't let her go, instead he hugged her even tighter.
The moonlight came in coolly, falling on her delicate eyebrows and eyes.
He stretched out his slender fingertips, and gently painted her eyebrows, as if she could open them in a second, and call him Young Master Ming with a smile.
Time passed little by little.
He held her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead, and gently closed his eyes.
…
At three o'clock in the morning, the sky turned a little white, and the white mist shrouded the entire city, unable to penetrate even the first ray of morning light.
Qiao Wei opened her eyes in a daze. Although she is awake, her consciousness is still not clear, her mind is full of, who am I? Where am I? What the hell happened
After staring blankly for a while, he finally regained consciousness.
She remembered that she was chasing the secret book on the street, but was shot by a stranger with a blood moon bow, and she had no memory of what happened after that.
she is...
Qiao Wei turned her head and glanced at the sleeping Ji Mingxiu.
Saved by meditation
Qiao Wei touched herself, it didn't hurt anywhere up and down, is she all right
Afterwards, Qiao Wei squeezed her fist again, making sure that she was strong enough to kill a cow!
I'm really all right!
Not only did something happen, but Gang Leader Qiao, who almost couldn't wake up again, smiled very unkindly, turned his head, looked at Ji Mingxiu, couldn't help reaching out his hand, and touched his handsome face.
He is good-looking, and even sleeps so charmingly, but... his face seems to be a little pale.
Qiao Wei's fingertips lingered along his high nose bridge to his chin. How long did she sleep for? Why did he even grow a beard
Not to mention, there is such a vicissitudes and introverted masculinity.
she likes.
Qiao Wei smiled with crooked eyebrows, and smacked his chin quietly!
There was a bit of chirping, he seemed to have been awakened, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Qiao Wei quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be a corpse.
Ji Mingxiu stayed on guard for most of the night, and fell asleep almost at dawn when his body couldn't bear it anymore. He was in a semi-comatose state, and he probably wouldn't have been awakened if she hadn't groaned heavily.
Ji Mingxiu opened his eyes, looked at her face that seemed to be sleeping soundly, touched the place where she had slapped, and automatically imagined her lewd, cowardly, dare to act but dare not to be a sample in his mind He couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Are you awake?"
"No!" Leader Qiao closed her eyes and regretted it after she finished speaking. She probably lost her mind. Isn't this what is the three hundred taels of silver here
The smile in Ji Mingxiu's eyes deepened, and he put his strong arms around her: "Are you angry with me, Chief Qiao?"
is not that right? You won't be allowed to touch even if you have a fight, but you will wake up after touching it, is it not allowed to touch again? !
Ji Mingxiu looked at her stinky little face and heard the humming from her nose, his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he rolled her into a ball: "I let you touch it, every day."
Ding!
Qiao Wei's eyes widened, and the eyeballs turned to him.
Ji Mingxiu couldn't help smiling, took her weak and boneless hand, and put it on his body: "Touch here, here, or here?"
Qiao Wei put her hands on his strong waist, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.
Ji Mingxiu looked at her dotingly: "Is there any discomfort?"
Qiao Wei shook her head, and touched his waist with her plain hands twice. Thinking of his 180-degree change, she couldn't help asking: "Aren't you arguing with me?"
Ji Mingxiu said softly, "Don't quarrel, everything will be fine in the future."
"That's about the same!" Qiao Wei smiled happily, thought of something, and said with a straight face, "Then let's pinch the butt?"