When Gong Yu saw Wei Xiaochun's arms clearly, Jun Pang Tieqing.
Wei Xiaochun, you idiot.
He wants to go out from the dark. Gong Ye reaches out his hand, grabs Gong Yu's arm and shakes his head.
Ji Yanyan sees Wei Xiaochun wearing bracelets on her arms.
She had slender arms, nine on each, and together she had eighteen bracelets.
Wei Xiaochun took off those bracelets one by one, and then dropped them on the ground. Her eyes were cold, like broken ice, like sharp arrows, which made people dare not move forward.
"The eighteen gold bracelets represent the patriarchs, and the patriarchs here should have a deep relationship with the people you are present." Wei Xiaochun said in a positive tone, looking at a group of men in front of her eyes.
Ji Yanyan takes off the bracelet and holds it in her hand.
"All of you take orders and surround them all."
She held up her bracelet and ordered to a group of burly men.
A group of men rush forward. They grab Wei Xiaochun's arm. Gong Yu can't bear it. Gong ye and Al Jie wink. Then a bullet of the "whew" silencing shotgun goes through the man's kneecap.
Soon, the man was on his knees.
The bloodstain seeps through the trousers, and the smell of blood ferments in the air.
When they saw him injured and bleeding, they released the action of catching Wei Xiaochun.
Wei Xiaochun didn't react. The young man holding a spear pointed at her with a sharp spear point at her delicate neck. She stood there, motionless.
Gong Ye is overjoyed. Ji Yanyan's cry turns their passive right into the initiative. He takes the lead in coming out with two bodyguards.
"Help the young lady over here." He gave orders coldly.
The bodyguard was ordered to walk to Wei Xiaochun with a gun in his hand. The young man with a spear in his hand was about to stab him. He rubbed the bullet in his ear, and his ear was bleeding. Suddenly, the blood was pouring.
This bullet was shot by Gong Yu. Wei Xiaochun wanted to laugh a little, this naughty man.
Knowing that the teenager won't hurt her, he didn't want others to take the lead. It's better to hold her Xing's life in his hands than in others' hands.
Seeing his bleeding, Wei Xiaochun tore open her skirt. She handed it over and apologized to him in English. "My husband is worried about me. He didn't see your kindness. I apologize to you instead of him."
The young man didn't take over the skirt that Wei Xiaochun handed him. He angrily stepped back. Ji Yanyan took out her handkerchief and handed it to him.
The bodyguard escorts Wei Xiaochun back to Gong Ye.
"Big brother." She called softly.
"Well." Gong Ye nodded.
It's more serious than he thought. It's still a question whether he can get out of here alive tonight.
"We will keep the secret of your island, but you will let us go." He yelled to the old man behind Ji Yanyan in the local language, "if you agree, promise us. If you don't agree, let's break up."
Ji Yanyan looks anxiously at the old man behind her. He is one of the most authoritative figures in the island, and only gives in to the rights of his granddaughter.
Before she became the patriarch, she still had to obey her grandfather.
"Secret, I don't know what this young man is talking about?" Cunning flashed in the old man's eyes.
Gong Ye holds his gun. His deep eyes look straight ahead. His eyes are opposite Ji Yanyan's, and her eyes are very complicated.
"Eighteen bracelets represent eighteen human lives, and the people in your village have close and inseparable ties with the dead patriarchs." A cold voice came from the dark night, "most of the men present are brothers, or you can't tell whose son you are."
Wei Xiaochun turned his head and looked at the direction behind him. Gong Yu came out from the dark, and he was the only one.
In the silver moonlight, Gong Yu stood there elegantly, tall and upright, handsome and iron green, with a deep face, twisting his sword eyebrows and staring at all the people.
As her shoulders warmed, his coat fell over her.
Wei Xiaochun raised his head and looked up at the man who came near behind him. He was as tall as a God and as powerful as a king. He protected her in his arms with awe inspiring.
"Hand over the genealogy, I can spare you from death."
Gong Yu's overbearing cold cheers.
When the old man heard that he wanted genealogy, his face sank. He held the crutch on his hand and knocked heavily on the ground.
"Delusion."
The old man's turbid eyes twinkled with sharp light, staring at Gong Yu without showing weakness.
Ji Yanyan knew that if she didn't agree with Gong Yu, he would never let anyone off the island.
The reason is very simple, just now that group of people almost violated Wei Xiaochun.
This crime alone is enough to make the man who loves his wife "kill him.".
"Grandfather, give him the genealogy." She took off the bracelet on her wrist.The old man raised his hand and slapped Ji Yanyan in the face.
"The genealogy represents the secret of the whole clan. As the next patriarch, don't you understand that this is a mission?"
He stares at Ji Yanyan with the eyes that hate iron but not steel, and yells angrily in a serious tone.
She didn't fear the old man's sneer. She raised her head and raised her lips to show a sneer that didn't fit her age. "The patriarch is just a taboo you crown to these women. In private, she doesn't let the man Cao control her. She gives birth to children for every man. A woman supplies the whole village, including the reproduction of children. As long as she doesn't die, she will live until she dies He was killed on the first night. "
Wei Xiaochun looks at Gong Yu with a look of horror. He covers her ears with his considerate hands. He doesn't want those dirty things to pollute her pure heart.
His women should be as pure as paper and as holy as lotus.
She leaned against his chest, smelling the masculine smell from him, and her heart was extremely stable.
Gong Ye listens to Ji Yanyan's secret, and his expression changes.
"Gong ye, thank you for giving me a purple skirt, and thank you for showing me a different world." Ji Yanyan suddenly faces Gong ye and smiles at him.
She faced the whole village and looked at the eighteen bracelets on the ground.
"I'm willing to accept your needs, but let them go and give them the genealogy." She pleaded with the old man.
Wei Xiaochun didn't hear Ji Yanyan clearly, her ears were still covered by the palace.
Gong Ye's eyes have changed.
"Then we're going to have the patriarchal ceremony now. If you agree, I'll let them go. As for the genealogy, it's impossible."
The old man refused to compromise. His old hand held Ji Yanyan's wrist.
She did not expect that in the end they would not hand over the genealogy.