Chapter 27

The more the fire burns, the more Zhuoqing's skirt has been torn into a miniskirt, and the pants inside are as thin as cicada wings. When the eyes of the big man are dim, his eyes turn back and forth on Zhuoqing: "tut Tut, God treats me well! This woman is more exciting! "

As the big man approached step by step, just as his hand was about to grasp Zhuo Qing's shoulder, a thin blade broke through the wind, and the big man quickly stopped and dodged. Zhuo Qing also took the opportunity to drag your son to another direction. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Qing ran out a few steps. Her neck was tight and she was pulled back by a strong force. In a hurry, Zhuo Qing could only let go. She pushed her hard at your son's vest and pushed her out of the cave. She was being followed by the dry thorns who were about to rush in.

Dragging Zhuo Qing in front of him, the big man called out fearlessly: "Stinky boy, you and I have no grievances recently, and I don't want to kill you. If you are pestering me, don't blame my ruthless staff."

Zhuo Qing was almost out of breath. Her face turned red. The eyes of Qianjing and fengmou were cold. She helped her to the entrance of the cave. Qianjing turned around and said in a cold voice, "I really have no hatred with you, but I will take money and people to relieve the disaster. If you really have the ability, you will fight alone with me. You will only use women as a shield, and you will fight fiercely, or you are not a man! "

"It's no use to me!" The big man tugged at the iron chain, Zhuo Qing gasped, and it became extremely difficult. The hand of Qianjing held the fist for a moment. The big man knew that he had caught the right person, and he snapped, "you'd better throw all the throwing knives on your good hands, or I'll break her throat!"

To cry without tears is not enough to describe her feelings now. Since she came to this ghost place, she has been in bad luck, suffering repeatedly in her neck! With all his strength, Zhuo Qing kept breathing. She thought that Qianjing would continue to provoke the big man as easily as last time, and then find the time to counterattack. Anyway, he has rescued your son.

Who knows -

when there are several squeaks, the silver shining thin blade is thrown on the ground by one piece, Zhuo Qing stares at Qian Jing, is he crazy? How can he fight the big man without the throwing knife? In doing so, he would not only fail to save them, but also lose his own life! Or does he have a flying knife somewhere else?

"Throw the throwing knife at your waist, don't try to play tricks!" Obviously, the big man thought of this too. Qianjing hesitated for a while, and the big man tightened the chain again. Zhuoqing coughs in pain.

Don't throw it! Regardless of the pain in her neck, Zhuo Qing stares at Qian Jing. She must not throw it away! For a moment, Zhuo Qing couldn't see what he was thinking in his deep eyes, but he heard a few crisp rings again, and the thin blade had landed.

Seeing that all the throwing knives fell to the ground, the big man laughed wildly. It sounded very harsh. He took back the iron chain. The big man pushed Zhuo Qing aside, pointed to Qian Jing and said with a smile, "I'll see you to hell, son of a bitch!"

The big man waved the ball and hit Qianjing. Qianjing half crouched down to avoid the ball. He swept the leaves and kicked the thin blade at his feet.

It's not so easy to get weapons. The big man takes back the ball and sweeps the iron chain. Most of the throwing knives have been swept out of the hole. Only a few of them fall into Qianjing's hands. Knowing that it's going to be a bad time, Qianjing cries to Zhuoqing, "go!"

Zhuo Qing covered her neck and stumbled all the way to the hole. Looking back, in order to resist the attack of the ball, Qianjing had used up all the throwing knives in his hand, and his moves were more and more awkward. He almost got hit by the ball several times. Outside the cave, the thin blade is shining with a faint silver light.

In a flash of light, Zhuoqing picked up dozens of throwing knives on the ground, ran back to the cave, threw them in the direction of Qianjing, and shouted, "Qianjing then."

Han never thought Zhuo Qing would come here. When he looked back, a thin blade like rain was thrown at them. Han waved a chain again to block them. Unfortunately, Qianjing had caught many throwing knives.

With the weapon, in the cave, the long chain of the Han is obviously not as flexible as the flying dagger of the Qian Jing. After several contests, he has several daggers in his body.

"Stinky women!" If she had not thrown the throwing knife to Qianjing, would he have been hurt! The big man scattered his anger on her, turned the direction, and the ball in his hand attacked Zhuo Qing.

Qian Jing was shocked. He threw the throwing knife at the big man's wrist. The throwing knife was extremely powerful. It pierced the wrist directly and fell into the big man's abdomen. The big man was in pain. His strength was loose, but the ball still flew towards Zhuo Qing's face.

Zhuoqing takes a step back and bumps into the stone wall. Zhuoqing subconsciously raises her arm to protect her face. The sound of the ball hitting her body rings. Zhuoqing doesn't feel any pain. She puts down her hand and sees Qianjing's tall body in front of her.

"Dry thorns!" Zhuo Qing came to him, only to see the long chain dragged on the ground, the ball impartial hanging in his heart. Looking at the sharp barb on the ball, Zhuo Qingxin tightens his heart and quickly supports him. Qianjing staggers. They fall on the ground together. In the air, Zhuo Qing's heart jumps violently because of the strong smell of blood.

Zhuo Qing just felt the heat of her brain. She didn't know what she wanted to say: "why do you?" she really didn't understand. Why did the man who had only seen her three times block her from this blow?!

Why save her? Qian Jing didn't know why. He said that even if she begged him, he would never save her again, would he?! But just now he didn't think about it at all. His body was faster than him. He didn't know why?! Maybe I just don't want an innocent person to get hurt.

Looking at Zhuo Qing's confused and guilty appearance, Qian Jing gasped and said with a smile: "you are ugly enough, and even ugly will scare people to death."

Why is this man always so unruly? Can't he see the blood coming out of his chest? Zhuo Qing wanted to scold her, but her voice stuck in her throat.

Looking at the man struggling on the ground, Qian Jing pushes Zhuo Qing aside and says, "go and help you, let's go quickly"

this push finally brings Zhuo Qing back to his senses. Hold the body of Qian Jing and let him lie half on the ground, reduce the downward gravity of the ball, carefully check the depth of the wound, three barbs pierce into the left chest, but the injury is not deep, no injury Thoracic organs. However, if the barb is pulled out forcibly, not only the wound will be very big, but also the internal organs may be damaged by excessive tearing of muscles.

Zhuo Qing looks out of the hole. The patter of rain outside rings again. He presses gently to prevent him from getting up. Zhuo Qing says in a deep voice, "no, it's raining outside again. If you don't deal with your wound, you will die of excessive blood loss in half an hour!"

After ordering several acupoints, Qian Jing shook his head and insisted on standing up: "I've sealed the acupoints and won't die. We have to go. It's very dangerous. I can't protect you now."

You can't die if you seal the acupoints? Then she can lose her job directly! Zhuo Qing doesn't believe his words, but he looks at the man who falls on the ground, covers his abdominal wound and keeps crying. Zhuo Qing is also worried. He should not have any threat now, but he can't be ruled out!