When Risong came back to his senses, he saw the face of a beautiful and touching girl.

The distance is close, and in the sunlight, her delicate complexion floats with a layer of pink halo, just like the peach blossoms of the Ussuri River in that spring.

"Beautiful girl, you are like the peach blossom in March"

"Smack"

A slap on his shoulder.

"It's going to be stabbed into a honeycomb, it's"

Yang Ruoqing glared at Na Risong angrily, and had a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

And at this moment, the whip in her hand never stopped.

A gust of wind whipped around him, blocking a ** attack for him.

When Himatsu came back to his senses, he realized that he had been being protected by a woman.

The blood of the northern man boiled in an instant.

His tiger body was shocked, and he roared: "What is the matter for Lao Tzu, you are not allowed to hurt this woman"

He picked up the weapon that had fallen from the ground and charged again.

This time, he was like a human meat harvester, invincible.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, this brute bull

"Qing'er, are you okay?"

After Luo Fengtang got rid of the few black-clothed people over there, he jumped to Yang Ruoqing's side.

"I'm fine, come, let's kill together"

Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, and the three of them were horns of each other, rushing all the way to the past.

There were also samurai sent by the Great Elder to help.

Soon, more than half of the men in black were killed and wounded, and the rest turned around and retreated when they saw that the momentum was not good.

However, before they could run out of the arena, a large number of samurai suddenly poured out of the arena.

Yang Ruoqing finally understood why there were not many warriors rushing to help, it turned out that the Great Elder had used more manpower in the outfield to set up a net.

The remnants of the men in black here are nothing to fear.

Luo Fengtang dragged the red-eyed Risong and said: "The wound on your arm must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

The tension eased a little, and then the sun pine noticed his left arm.

A knife cut is deep and the bone is visible.

The blood had already soaked that piece.

"Hiss"

He couldn't help but inhale bitterly, and the cold sweat on his forehead came out.

"Quick, go over there"

Luo Fengtang dragged Na Risong out of the fighting circle, and Yang Ruoqing almost stopped chasing after him.

Luo Fengtang helped Na Risong to the back of a yurt here and asked him to sit down.

"Is there any wine?" he asked.

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That Risong was already in pain at this time, and his face turned a little white, "Yes"

He took off the wine jug that was about to hang on it and handed it to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang held the wine jug in one hand and Na Risong's arm in the other, thinking about what to do next.

Yang Ruoqing took the wine jug in his hand: "I'll do these jobs." ”

She doesn't know how much she has done to heal wolves, she can close her eyes.

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, then I'll go over there and call his subordinates to come over." ”

Luo Fengtang got up and ran away.

Here, Yang Ruoqing squatted down in front of that day pine.

She glanced at Na Himatsu and saw that Na Himatsu was also looking at her.

Although his face was white and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead, he still couldn't stop his hot eyes.

"If you look at your aunt with such obscene eyes, your aunt promises to pick out your eyeballs"

Yang Ruoqing said viciously.

That day, he was stunned, and his head was full of black lines.

"You look at Wenwen's weakness, how can you say such a self-destructive image," he asked puzzled.

"Hmph, sister's gentleness, you don't understand"

Yang Ruoqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, and her hand was forced.

"Wow"

Half of that day's sleeve was ripped off by her, revealing her strong, sturdy arms.

The muscles in the arms are tsk, as if they have been injected with hormones.

"It seems that you like strong men very much"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's gaze resting on his arm muscles, Na Risong asked a little proudly.

He also secretly drummed up the strength to try to make the arm muscles look more perfect.

Pulling at the wound, he took another breath.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips, and directly poured half of the wine in the wine jug in her hand on Na Risong's wound.

It's the strongest liquor.

When she touched the wound, the sound of sizzling and cheering, the corners of her mouth twitched when she heard it.

Not to mention that day was loose.

His body tensed violently, and he almost turned his back in one breath.

"Don't you pride yourself on being strong, you can't bear this pain?"

She picked up the fallen sleevecloth from the ground and wiped his wound with the spirits.

The movements are not gentle at all.

The pain was so painful that Risong's facial features were distorted.

"No, it doesn't hurt," he said, gritting his teeth.

Trembling all over.

This southern woman can't afford to offend, revenge, Chiguoguo's revenge

Yang Ruoqing ignored him, and greeted him with the hemostatic powder he brought.

"I like strong men, but I don't like brute bulls without brains."

She said as she tended to her wounds.

"Those men in black are clearly here to assassinate you,"

"You're still stabbing them all by yourself, aren't you looking for death," she said.

That Risong calmed down a little, and when he heard Yang Ruoqing's words, he recalled what had happened before.

His arrogant brows furrowed.

"Bastard, if you dare to attack me that day, I will definitely not let them hiss"

Before he could finish speaking, he let out another low breath.

At first glance, it was Yang Ruoqing pinching the bones near his wound.

"Does it hurt?" she asked, pinching it.

Narisong shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her hand, "Cheng, I didn't hurt my muscles and bones." ”

She pulled out a clean handkerchief and tied his wound tightly.

"Don't get water on the wound for three days, and don't drink alcohol for three days."

With that in order, she picked up the flask and turned sideways to wash her hands with the rest of the wine.

Narimatsu sat up and looked at her: "That's it"

She glanced at him, "Well, what else do you want?"

Na Risong looked at the wound on his arm and suddenly felt a little lost.

"What's your name," he asked again.

"What are you doing here," she asked, without looking up.

"Look at your bandage, it's very authentic. Are you a doctor?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing ignored him.

After washing her hands, she put down the flask and stood up.

Narimatsu also stood up.

"Girl, you saved my life, and helped me heal, leaving your name, I will marry you and repay you," he said with a serious face.

Looking at her eyes, they were full of gratitude and sincerity.

It's no longer the feeling of a hunter looking at his prey when he stopped her on a hillside.

"Marry Me"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in front of her.

"Not to mention that you lost to Luo Fengtang, you have lost this qualification."

"Even if you win, do you think you can control a woman like me?" she asked.

That day was stunned.

Remembering that she had almost died before, she had saved him from the knife.

"Am I good at whipping?" she asked again.

Na Risong nodded without hesitation: "Very powerful, very good"