Chapter Eighty-Three: The Black Hand and the White Snake
The tip of the sword pointed to the depth of the flowers and leaves!
The first to rush out of the sea was still Canghai. It was Shi Xuan who immediately grabbed him and led him.
During the battle, the four of them chased after the light curtain, and the shopkeeper Lu was brave and brave! Yinyan ^ flew twice!
Iron courage smashed the tip of the sword, and the two of them fought together. Luo Xinyue supported the weak Ren Shijie.
Hanaha Shen has been saved, but his eyes are still glazed. Xiao Shell pulled her behind the person, and said hurriedly: "What's wrong with you? Xiao Shell said: "It's been like this since just now, what can you say to me." Hua Yeshen took the hand he held his arms, and said lightly: "I'm fine." β
Shi Xuan gritted his teeth and shook the back collar of Canghai, and said angrily: "Don't you let you stay honest! What do you take my words for?!"
Canghai was shaken dizzy, and shouted: "Fart!" The back leader immediately stopped shaking, Canghai immediately hugged his head and shouted: "Don't hit me!" After a while, he raised his eyes and saw Shi Xuan and Tang Qiuchi trying to eat him alive, and he shrank in fright. Tang Qiuchi showed a hidden weapon and said, "I really want you to swallow it." Shi Xuan endured it, suppressed his anger and said, "Give you another chance." Pull him to Yuzhou Yingluo's side and shake off his hand, "Has he always been so lacking in heart?"
"Hey, why are you still ...... for hitting someone?"
Yu Zhou said solemnly: "Although we shouldn't talk too much, it is. And ......"
Yingluo said: "And sometimes it is more lacking than this. So I can't even take a holiday. β
"Hey, I didn't call you to come to your ......"
Shi Xuan nodded, "It's a miracle that you can survive until now." β
"No...... Why don't anyone pay attention to me?"
Shi Xuan spoke to Yuzhou Yingluo, but looked at Canghai, "Take care of him, otherwise I will raze Fang Wailou." β
Canghai muttered: "She Wanzu can't be even, and you still want to bulldoze the square outer building?"
"What did you say?"
β...... I didn't say anything!"
Since then, Canghai has been honestly shutting his mouth and watching the battle group intently. Shi Xuan and Tang Qiuchi's hearts were even more worried. This guy must be plotting something even more terrifying when he is suddenly so obedient.
Shopkeeper Lu retracted his iron courage and still didn't make a move, of course, not because he was afraid of She Wanzu's sentence "Don't make another move", but because he was highly respected and used to fighting alone. Although for the elimination of evil, there is no blame for more and less deception. Eliminating evil is already the existence of the Tao.
Luo Xinyue supported Ren Shijie, intending to help him out of the empty field, and he would come back to help Lin and Xue, but when the iron courage returned to the hands of the shopkeeper Lu, Ren Shijie had already broken away from Luo Xinyue and re-entered the battle group. He grabbed it with his left hand, grabbed Xue Hao's belt and threw it back, and his right foot flew towards She Wanzu to hold the sword wrist, but it was a false move, and his right hand had already taken Lonely Shuyang's left arm at the same time, and the two of them were thrown out of Zhangyu with his left and right hands, shouting: "There is a debtor who is wronged!" The two were unguarded and were forcibly separated from the battle circle.
Ren Shijie threw the two out of force, and when he got out, his body was half-spinning, and She Wanzu was slashing with a sword, he was opening the empty door, and She Wanzu sneered and cut his armpit artery. Ren Shijie was already punching so fast that he couldn't see the movements clearly, but She Wanzu was still clearly recognizable with one move, Luo Xinyue saw the direction of the light curtain on the side, and exclaimed with a sword to save him. After Ren Shijie let go, he suddenly rushed towards the Lu, and a somersault turned over from She Wanzu's head, and the sword was three inches shorter, only a hole in the waist. The sword light rose again, and a blood spring splashed on Luo Xinyue's face, and She Wanzu's sword was undiminished, slashing and cutting off the small veins of Luo Xinyue's right arm, and the blood flowed like a note. Luo Xinyue was carried out by the power of this sword.
Xue Hao was closest to her, and without thinking, he flew up and caught her. The moment the delicate body entered her arms, the past love for her all kinds of came back to her heart, remembering that she was also injured and leaning in her arms when she met, and she retired the killer for her, and extended the medical treatment for her, she said goodbye, and when she saw her again, she was someone else's fiancΓ©e. In the "Drunken Wind" entrance mechanism, the first person who thought of her before dying was her, Luo Xinyue.
Luo Xinyue was a little dazzled by blood loss, but she pushed Xue Hao's shoulder in pain and said, "Don't worry about me...... Go and help my dad and Brother Lone......" said and stood on his own. Xue Hao picked her up horizontally, rushed to the side of Canghai, and shouted, "Xiao Tang!
The sword light behind him rose again, and the lonely sun was injured!
Yuzhou Yingluo was about to stretch out her hand, but Canghai had already hugged Luo Xinyue, touched the ground on one knee, gently put her on the ground, and leaned her upper body on her left leg. Xue Hao put her down and turned around and left. They saw the fight very clearly in the rear, but the people in the battle did not know what was going on in the rear. Luo Xinyue saw a large area of redness and swelling on Canghai's face, her willow eyebrows immediately frowned, and her speech speed became faster, "What's wrong with your face? Who beat you?",
Shi Xuan pursed his lips on the side. Forget your feelings, and call them really affectionately.
Canghai's amber eyes glanced at it, but he said as if he was happy, "I'm fine." Miss Luo, do you hurt?" she said, lifting her injured arm over her shoulder, slowing the blood flow. Tear off the fabric around the wound, revealing a white and tender lotus root.
Luo Xinyue shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt much." β
"Doesn't it hurt?" Canghai was stunned, "Such a big opening." Taking the wound medicine handed by Yu Zhou, and pouring a little on her wound, Luo Xinyue looked at her right arm and did not react. Canghai was surprised: "It doesn't hurt yet?" glanced at Yu Zhou, and poured a bunch of wound medicine, "...... Wouldn't it? It doesn't hurt yet?!" Canghai tore a piece of the hem of her clothes and tied the wound tightly for her, and Luo Xinyue watched him quietly until the bandaging was completed, and the blood oozed a little bright red from the hem of the wrapped clothes.
Several people glanced at each other, and Canghai said, "It doesn't hurt yet?"
Luo Xinyue nodded. Canghai suddenly stretched out his hand and twisted it vigorously on Luo Xinyue's face, Luo Xinyue screamed "ah", Canghai was startled, and quickly let go, Luo Xinyue's face was already red.
Luo Xinyue covered her face with her left hand and screamed in pain: "What are you doing, it hurts!"
Canghai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay." β
"What's okay?!"
"You're just paralyzed by your wounds. β
Luo Xinyue was stunned for a moment, and shouted fiercely: "My father!"
Canghai bowed, "Uncle Ren is also paralyzed, so he can still fight now." β
Shi Xuan said: "Isn't that dangerous?" Because there is no pain, he gives up stopping the bleeding, and the blood flow is accelerated during the battle, then the result is blood loss and death.
"Good black hands. Tang Qiuchi muttered.
Shi Xuan pouted, "This is no different from suicide." After glancing at Luo Xinyue, he immediately said, "Oh, I'll let him come back to heal his injuries." "Pull your foot and rush into the empty field.
Canghai couldn't help but smile when he looked at the figure in the wind, "It's really fast." When he lowered his head, he saw Luo Xinyue's beautiful eyes staring at him, and his left side of his face was also red.
Shi Xuan ran to only half the distance in the field, She Wanzu's sword light suddenly fell silent, his left sleeve was one, and a miserable white reflective light in the sleeve struck Ren Shijie's chest through the air. Ren Shijie rushed suddenly, but he couldn't dodge, raised his right arm to protect his chest, and slammed it on his shoulder.
Everyone was stunned!
That fierce mang is really a snake!
White Snake!
Reverse scales!
Eyes!
No pupils!