Chapter 322

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Gong xi exclaimed. Song Ling couldn't afford this kind of crime, and so could she.

"Miss Gong, I don't dare to talk nonsense. It's just that the ninth master's arrangement is careless, and no one with different intentions can hide it. This action was originally to test master Ling's loyalty. Obviously, he attracted some people whom the ninth master didn't want to see..."

Gong xi was surprised and understood immediately.

It turned out that they were the targets of ambush.

From the beginning, song yuejiu designed them to fall into a trap!

No, it's not so much them as song mausoleum

And she may be just a pawn of song yuejiu, a pawn of the Gong family!

All understand, gong xi finally understand Song Ling's worry about this action.

"What do you want to do? Or, what does song yuejiu want to do? Kill me and Song Ling? " Gong xi sneers.

"Don't worry, Miss Gong. If you and the young master make a big mistake for the first time, I think the ninth master will take it lightly. Miss Gong just needs to leave quietly with us now. "

The man said, gong xi's mouth was immediately covered, medicine into the breath, she soon lost consciousness.

But the second before she lost consciousness, she was still thinking about Song Ling.

Song Ling, run Get out of here The farther the better

*

Song Ling drives the car to the downstairs of Qin Qian's house. The people behind him have already been abandoned by him, but he knows very well that there is still not much time.

Qin Qian, don't worry

The song mausoleum rushes up the stairs. Qin Qian's door is open, and the lock has been broken.

It's dark inside. There's no light.

In a flash, his heart was pulled up and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Qin Qian!"

He strode into the room, pressed the light switch in the living room, and there was an instant thump on his leg.

The pain made Song Ling almost unsteady. He suddenly held the wall, and the light was turned on, illuminating everything in front of him.

A wooden stick waved towards him. Song Ling quickly dodged, grabbed the man who attacked him by the wrist and kicked him in the abdomen!

The man fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Song Ling was also cruelly trained by song yuejiu when he was young. In addition to his physical strength, his skill is comparable to that of Li Tingchen.

He looked at a group of tall men opposite. On the chair behind them, Qin Qian was tied tightly.

As soon as she saw Song Ling coming, a surprise flashed on her face, even though she was in a panic: "no, no, no, no..."

Song Ling came to save her!

But seeing that the song mausoleum came alone, Qin Qian suddenly regretted it.

How can he deal with so many people on his own? What if he is injured? These people have weapons in their hands

"Let her go and get out of here. I'll spare you."

When Song Ling saw Qin Qian, his eyes immediately became cold. He opened his mouth, and his slightly panting voice didn't sound so frightening.

Qin Qian quickly shook his head, tears fell down.

She is very happy that Song Ling can come, and she is not so afraid, but she still hopes that Song Ling will run away now and go to the police

"Shallow, don't be afraid."

Song Ling smiles at Qin Qian.

Qin Qian was shocked. Song Ling said this when he took her away from Chen Guchuan.

But at that time, she had only Chen Guchuan in her heart, which was not true

“……”

"It's very boastful, but it also depends on strength for such things as hero saving beauty!"

See Song Ling beat down a person, everyone is alert, quickly take out a knife, even a gun.

Seeing the gun, Qin Qian struggled excitedly. She shook her head desperately and looked at Song Ling: "Oh..."

Song Ling's eyes gently look at Qin Qian, he read out the extreme worry from the woman's eyes.

She was so worried about him that he was not afraid of any danger.

"One by one? Or together? "

As soon as Song Ling's voice fell, he immediately dodged the people who came up behind him. He grabbed the man's arm, grabbed the stick in his hand, and then kicked him to the people in front of Qin Qian!

The attack of Song Ling was so sudden that the men couldn't dodge. More than half of the people were thrown to the ground, stacked together and couldn't get up.

"Smelly boy..."

The only two men left in front of Qin Qian saw Song Ling's skill and immediately pointed the gun at him.

"Come here again, we're welcome..."

Qin Qian saw the gun and immediately struggled.

But Song Ling was still smiling at her, as if she didn't care about the danger at all.

Qin Qian is very regretful now. He suddenly comes up with a picture of a man who was hit by a bullet and fell in a pool of blood She was desperate to pick the rope on her hands. Blood gathered in her fingernails and she was totally unconscious.But the men were more timid than they thought. Although they pointed a gun at Song Ling, the other side approached, but they didn't dare to make any action. Instead, they stepped back.

With a bang, Song Ling raised his hand to block the attack from the man on the other side, grabbed the sharp saber from his hand with his backhand, and immediately threw it at the man with the gun. The man with the gun was so scared that he fell to the ground and the gun fell to the ground.

Song Ling stepped on the gun, immediately squatted down, behind Qin Qian, untied the rope for her.

Seeing that Qin Qian's wrist is scarred and his fingernails are full of blood, Song Ling's movements can't help slowing down.

"Song Ling, Song Ling, are you ok..."

Qin Qian felt Song Ling's hand and quickly reached him.

"It's OK. I'm ok." Song Ling's voice stopped. He quickly untied Qin Qian's rope.

Qin Qian immediately stood up and turned to look at Song Ling. Her eyes were full of tears. She didn't realize that Song Ling was safe. She wanted to laugh and cry.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

Song Ling gasped, but before he finished, the woman rushed into his arms.

He was stunned for a moment, felt the woman's shaking all over, quickly pressed her back, and stroked her hard.

Can relax down at the same time, the heart suddenly stopped a beat.

Song Ling felt that he might not be able to hold on for long. The fight just now made his body overloaded. He pulled Qin Qian up and said, "go, let's go."

Qin Qian nodded, but as soon as he got up, he saw the man behind Song Ling standing up with a sabre

"Song Ling, be careful!"

Qin Qian wants to pull the song mausoleum behind him even if he doesn't want to.

Fortunately, Song Ling responded in time and pushed Qin Qian out. He turned around and the strong man stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife.

Qin Qian was pushed away by Song Ling with all her strength. Before she could react, she saw Song Ling and the man's body It's stuck together!

"Er..."

The mausoleum of the Song Dynasty bowed and murmured.

Qin shallow eyes staring at the eyes, after the silence, the sound of water drops falling, song mausoleum body under the ground, a bright red bloodstain. "Song, song mausoleum..."