He Huo Ran brandished a knife, stabbed him flat, shook his gun and then flashed sideways and ran to the mountain.
Passing 18-wheeler broke out in vain at that time. A flying sword fell from the sky and stabbed Wang Wu in the chest.
"Cha!" Defender Zherong seriously injured Yu Youzi and swung the Cyclobalanopsis sword into Wang Wu’s chest.
Wang Wu looks ferocious and looks back. One hand points to Zherong and wants to say something, but his throat seems to be blocked. Generally, he can’t talk anymore.
At this moment, Princess Yingyue stepped forward and waved a golden knife. Wang Wu’s head, which was still in shock, hung in the air.
The head of the body should fall flat.
Seeing that the thief has killed Zherong, he can no longer support his legs and fall back like a limp body.
The body was picked up by Qingyan.
A faint fragrance suddenly caught my eye. It was so peaceful and familiar. Zherong smiled and looked back at those crystal clear eyes. "Yincui gorge, you … are here …"
"I’m late, don’t talk, hurry up and breathe." Qingyan almost choked.
Princess Yingyue glanced at Zherong and frowned, inhaled with disdain, strode forward a few steps and pointed to Zherong’s acupoints everywhere.
"I have stopped the bleeding for you!" She glanced at Zherong coldly. "It’s really nothing." She teased contemptuously. "But you won’t escape? You have to fight them. Are you the god of war? One person cuts 30 people? Street hooligans will be so reckless! "
Zherong’s pale face wrinkled with a wry smile. "Thank you for your help, Princess Yingyue, but … these king calves are persecuting the thieves in Taidian. It’s hard to calm my heart if they don’t kill them!"
Qingyan smell speech is not frightened to disgrace "zhe guards what’s the matter? Has Xi Ming really been killed? "
Li’s eyes are full of loneliness. Zherong shook his head in agony. "I don’t know if I heard those dog thieves say that Taidian was seriously injured and fell into a cliff."
"Cliff?" Qingyan couldn’t help but take a gasp. She lifted her eyes and looked into the distance, but she saw the mountains and the fog at the foot of the mountain falling from such a steep mountain … She once fell to the peak of the wolf’s husband and knew that the moment of the dangerous palm had been soaked by cold sweat.
"I’m going to see the mountain …" Qingyan murmured in a low voice.
"No need!" Zherong’s bodyguard shook his head in a sincere way. "We have turned over the whole mountain for more than a month, but we can’t find the remains of Jiaming Tailuo. The only thing we can do now is to wait."
"Well …" Qingyan’s face is full of worries.
"All right!" Yingyue impatiently waved her hand and put out a slender arm around Zherong, who was weak. She was very careful and was afraid that blood would stain her clothes. "Help you to have a rest on the rock wall over there. I’ll give you a push for blood. Don’t talk nonsense. If the best treatment opportunity is delayed, I’m afraid it will be sequela."
"Thank you, Princess …" Zhe Rongyuan’s pale face was radiant with a ray of shame. He turned his head to try to avoid reflecting on the moon and handing over a seven-foot man’s top assassin, but he wanted a weak woman to help him at all times …
Qingyan naturally knows the ability to reflect on the moon, and she is very pleased that she wants Zherong to push the palace through blood. Therefore, she dare not neglect to cooperate with Yingyue to gently straighten Zherong.
But see reflected on the mouth suddenly spit out a mouthful of white mist qi, and then hands slowly pushed the Zherong back.
At that time, Qingyan felt that the heat wave rolled continuously, and the true qi and heat flow emanated from the reflected moon body and sent it to Zherong body through his arms.
Less than a wick of incense kung fu, Zherong’s head was covered with fog, and sweat trickled down his skirt, which was already soaked.
Qingyan watched them with anticipation, expecting a miracle to happen.
Zherong’s face gradually turned from pale to ruddy. Just as Qingyan was extremely happy, Zherong suddenly snorted gently and then vomited a mouthful of black blood. This Qingyan was really shocked. What other bad things happened? See Zherong’s eyes opened weakly and said "thank you" lightly, but his eyes closed and fell.
Yingyue slowly exhaled a long breath and regained her palm, and then stood up. "The blood stasis has been removed. He should be fine. I just tried to protect his heart pulse. Otherwise, the old injury would not recur."
Zherong eye closure slowly nodded and immediately sat cross-legged alone to absorb exhalation.
Yingyue gave him a look and explained to Qingyan, "This is his own pranayama method. Let him practice both for a while. When he’s finished, we’ll have to get out of this place quickly. Now my skill with him is greatly damaged. If another bunch of shit guards can’t resist it."
Qingyan stared at Zherong earnestly. It was a long time before he slowly spat out a sigh of relief and closed his fist and turned around.
Open your eyes slightly, and your eyes gradually show a determined look. Zherong got up and was about to give a gift to Yingyue, but it was stopped by Yingyue’s single hand.
Reflecting the evil spirit of the moon, she smiled and her eyebrows rose slightly, and suddenly there were all kinds of customs "salute?" No need, you owe me, but you can’t just worship! "
Zherong face breath some wooden asked, "The princess needs me to repay Tathagata for saving his life.
"Hey hey!" Yingyue smiled charmingly, stretched out her onion fingers, gently crossed Zherong’s handsome face, and then pinched him. "Zherong bodyguard, do you still remember the day when I agreed with you to compete with the sword in the Palace of Dawan Daughter’s Country?"
"Uh …" Zhe Rong’s heart suddenly sank and glanced at Qingyan beside him shyly and replied falteringly, "I remember …"
"Hey, hey," let go and knead the hand of Zherongba, reflecting the moon straight and posing as a commanding posture. "On that day, I said that if you lose the sword, you have to be my generation. Toy Boy, haha, this is very good. You can’t compete with the bodyguard who took the golden knife just now, but that guy can’t compete with us. This is a change. The loser of the sword is you! Besides, your life belongs to me if I save you! How’s it going? Eh, hehe, the guards of Zherong have nothing to say, right? "
Zherong was suddenly speechless, ashamed and embarrassed to stop talking.
Qing Yan stamped his foot hard. "When did you flirt with Brother Zhe?"
Reflecting on laughing and glancing at Qingyan, "Sister, where is this bad for me?" I am very serious! "
Zherong looked up and hesitated. "Thank you, Princess. How can Zherong do something sorry when he has a wife?"
Reflected on a stare blankly immediately puzzled "wives? Don’t give me the runaround with nonsense! I know there is no "
"This I don’t want to hide Huangfushi’s younger sister Lingxiao, even if it’s the princess Qingyan."