Chapter 402

Being killed for being too noisy is definitely the most unjust killer in history.

After some fighting, seven killers died, and only three were left. Except for the two who were injured by Ji Mingxiu and the man at the beginning, the rest were very lively.

In fact, the dead were also injured to varying degrees, but these injuries did not affect their fighting spirit at all. They were like energetic machines. They did not care whether they were injured or not except killing.

Yan feijue and Ji are unique in that they have improved their skills by two fruits. Huizi can barely insist. On the other hand, the little guard on one side is not so lucky. His physical strength is overdrawn to the limit. After kicking a dead man, he half kneels on the ground.

The dead man, who was kicked away by him, wrapped up like a tarsal maggot, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

Breathing was strangled, his face quickly turned blue purple, he stretched out his hand, want to catch the dead man's head, who knows that other people's small arms are short, grasp for a long time, even people did not catch a hair!

At this time, Ji Wushuang and Yan feijue are all entangled by the dead man, and they have no skills.

His cabinet leader is also busy with the last steps of the painting. If he loses his pen and comes to help him, all his previous efforts will be wasted and he will have to start again.

"Pavilion Master... " The little guard squeezed two words out of his throat, which he could hardly hear.

The man's pen flies away and says, "hold on a little longer, it will be ready soon."

The little guard's eyes protruded: "Jian Hold No Live in I'm sorry... "

Just as he was about to die, an arrow flew through the dead man's head.

A person was strung his head in front of his own face, this scene is not too scary, the little guard was scared to fly!

The arrow was coated with cinnabar, and the dead man fell to the ground before long.

The little guard also fell down. After coughing heavily, he stood up, jumped on the dead man and jumped on his feet: "let me step on you! Let you step on me

Bang!

Yan feijue rushed over and threw the little guard to the ground. A bright long knife swept past the place where the little guard was standing.

The cold on the blade was like ice in winter, which made the little guard shiver.

Yan feijue quickly pulled him up again, looked at the long knife death soldier who didn't know when to join the battle, and scolded: "you don't want to die!"?! The young Lord has brought the last arrow to save you! Can you stop wasting that arrow? "

The little guard hears the words and looks at Ji Mingxiu. Then he sees that Ji Mingxiu's broken crossbow is really empty. There is no difference between a crossbow without an arrow and a piece of scrap iron.

The group of killers who were badly hit by the broken crossbow saw that Ji Mingxiu could no longer use the crossbow. Their eyes burst out with excitement and rushed to Ji Mingxiu and Qiao Wei.

This group of people's purpose is very obvious, while you are sick, want your life, while Qiao Wei was hurt by the blood moon bow, simply send her to see the king of hell.

If Qiao Wei is dead, it is bound to be a big blow to Ji Mingxiu. That's the idea he's fighting. Or, if Pifu is innocent, she'll be guilty. Qiao Wei is a little Zhuoma of the hermit family, and this identity has been envious for a while.

At present, it's not important to chase and kill them. It's important to fight these tough and difficult guys out.

Ji matchless broke away from the dead man who was pestering him, and ran to Ji Mingxiu. But without taking two steps, he was stopped by two dead men.

Yan feijue and the little guard are surrounded by the dead.

Ji Mingxiu can only save himself. At this time, it seems impossible not to produce internal power.

Ji Mingxiu holds Qiao Wei tightly in his arms, and his eyes are burning at the sword that he has cut toward him. His breath sinks into the elixir field, which will urge his internal power.

Soon after that, there was a loud carving in the sky.

Then, a blue figure came down from the sky and hit him in the air. The vast palm wind was like a rainbow. With the overwhelming momentum, he flew the killer who attacked Ji Mingxiu to a hundred paces away.

The three killers fell heavily on the ground, broke the five internal organs on the spot, spat out a mouthful of blood, and died in despair!

Ji Mingxiu didn't have time to recover his internal power, so his face suddenly turned white: "Shigong..."

Huo Shigong quickly put out a palm, slapped Ji Mingxiu on the shoulder, and forced his restless internal force back.

The arrival of Huo Shigong made Yan feijue and Ji unparalleled. Just now, they thought that the young master had no doubt urged his internal power, which would naturally kill the killers, but the young master was bound to be seriously attacked. This was not what they wanted to see.

The only three killers left at the scene were solved by Huo Shigong. There were only six killers left, including the one who didn't know where to fight. There were a total of seven killers.

If it is said that the former killers in Ji's family were low-level ones, then the ones who competed with Qiao Wei on the duel stage were middle-level ones, and these guys tonight seemed to be high-level ones.As for the one with the long sword, Yan feijue estimated that his strength would be higher.

It seems that the owner behind him knows that the lamp is Qiaowei's life lamp. It's much easier to kill Qiaowei when the lamp goes out.

"That great Xia, this light can't be put out." The man said that his eyes did not pass his hand immediately from beginning to end, but this did not prevent him from knowing the scene.

Huo Shigong stopped the Changdao dead man and started a fierce fight with him.

The little guard has already lost his fighting power, so it's good not to make trouble for others. Yan feijue and Ji Wushuang fight together to kill the remaining six dead men, but they have little physical strength left, and they are fighting with an obsession.

Ji Wushuang stabbed the dagger into a dead man's body. Without frowning, the dead man raised his iron palm and slapped Ji Wushuang fan to the ground.

Ji matchless chest pain, spit out a mouthful of blood.

The dead man came to him with heavy steps, pulled out Ji Wushuang's dagger on his stomach and stabbed Ji Wushuang hard!

Ji matchless has no strength to escape, instinctively closed his eyes.

Just when the dead man's dagger was only one inch away from Ji Wushuang, a small iron pot banged it!

The dead man was in a daze.

Pearl, standing on the branch, took up the little iron pot again and gave it a hard blow.

The dead man did not move, pearl hit again.

I'll smash it! I'll smash it! I'll smash it!

The dead man looked at Pearl darkly, held out his big hand like a pincers, and grasped Chaozhu.

Pearl pot is no longer needed, just run!

Xiaobai jumps down from the golden carving, jumps to the place where the red sand can is, picks up the red sand can and eats a few mouthfuls!

Then he lost the jar, jumped on the dead man who was chasing pearl, and bit it down!

Wow, it killed me.

Dabai did the same. He picked up the jar and took two puffs. Then Diao's eyes glared, froth, purplish lips, convulsed all over, and fell to the ground!

Xiaobai is addicted. Take a bite, take a bite! One bite at a time!

Soon, there was a crash on the ground.

The little guard looked at the scene in a daze. I may have met a fake dog

On the other hand, the duel between Mr. Huo and the Changdao dead man has entered a white hot stage. It seems that the Changdao dead man is not so afraid of the poison of dansha. When the dansha dagger plunges into his body, he doesn't fall down immediately. Instead, he roars angrily and cuts at Mr. Huo more quickly.

Master Huo stabbed him again. He was even more enraged. Fortunately, his body was not as strong as before.

It seems that the dansha poison is not useless to him. It's just that he is more powerful than the rest of the dead.

After that, Huo Shigong used a red sand dagger to stab him seven or eight times before he finally went to see the king of hell.

Fortunately, there is only one such dead man. If there are three or four of them, they don't have to fight. They just wait to be torn to pieces!

The scene of chaos calmed down. The air was full of blood. There were corpses lying on the ground. It was a mess after the war.

Yan feijue and Ji sit on the ground breathlessly, too tired to talk.

Next to Yan feijue is the body of a fat man. Yan feijue kicks him with all his strength. He knows that this fat man is one of the people who held Jing Yun and Liu Ge'er hostage that night. He tried to kill him last time. Tonight, he finally achieved his wish, but the price was too high. He was too tired to move: "turtle dove of dog day Don't leave it in my grandfather's hands Sooner or later, Grandpa I skinned you... "

"Turtle dove Who is it? " Ji Wushuang asked out of breath.

Yan feijue covered his chest and said: "last time The one who catches Jingyun... "

Ji matchless slightly slowed down and asked suspiciously, "so He's with the murderer who shot the young lady? "

Yan feijue nodded: "I think so. Last time I bought cinnabar And this guy This guy was hurt by Mr. Huo I didn't come out by myself this time I sent my men out Damn it! Next time I see him I have to I have to tear him up

The turtledove is the assassin's pawn, which explains the assassination tonight.

But for the group of dead, Yan Fei never understood: "young master, don't you mean that the turtle dove and the national master hall are not together? How can he get the dead in the palace of the national master? "

This meeting son restored a bit of vitality, but can say a few words smoothly.

Ji Mingxiu hugged Qiao Wei in his arms. Qiao Wei was well protected by him. He was in a mess, but she didn't even have her hair in disorder. He pondered for a moment and said faintly, "I'm afraid we're going to ask the people in the National Palace."

"I'll go back and get that boy and ask him!"

Yanfei's son is the first disciple of the national master hall. The first disciple repeatedly asks the young master to bypass the national master's life. But if he finds out that the boy dares to betray his faith and harm the young master, he will not spare him!Ji Wushuang remembers Ji Mingxiu's injury. He looks at Ji Mingxiu. He has already put half a bowl of blood into his heart, and his vitality is greatly damaged. He holds Qiao Wei back and forth all the way, and refuses to pretend to others. He just has a fierce fight with others. Even if he doesn't activate his internal power, the situation is not much better.

Sure enough, Ji Mingxiu's face was completely pale, the sweat from his forehead dropped down, and his lips were bloodless.

Ji Wushuang stood up and went to Ji Mingxiu. When he got close, he found that his chest was stained red with blood: "little Lord, you..."

Ji Mingxiu said in a low voice, "I'm ok."

Huo Shigong immediately sealed his acupoints so that his blood would not dry. His little disciple would be sad.

On the other hand, the man finally finished the last stroke, recited the curse, burned the talisman, soaked in the special potion, and let Qiao Wei take it.

"That will do?" Yan Fei asked suspiciously.

The man sighed faintly: "what should be done has been done. Can you wake up and see her nature?"

……

The party went back to zuisheng Pavilion overnight.

On the second floor, the little guard prepared the room for several people. While preparing, he muttered, "why do you still stay in zuisheng pavilion? Haven't you already taken the antidote? Now it's up to her to wake up or not! If you don't wake up, you can't help it! "

Yan feijue slapped him on the head: "you boy! It's not us. How many times have you died today? "

The little guard was unjust and hummed weakly. He didn't dare to talk any more.

Huo Shigong, Yan feijue and Ji Wushuang go back to the house respectively.

Gold sculptures stand on the roof.

Three little balls are on Qiao Wei's bed.

Ji Mingxiu lay beside her and gently held her in his arms. The wound was tender, but he didn't let her go. Instead, he held her closer.

The moonlight came in coolly and fell on her delicate eyebrows.

He leaned out his slender fingertips and gently drew her eyebrows and eyes, as if she could open her eyes in the next second, and called him a little master with a smile.

Time goes by.

He put her in his arms, gave her a kiss on the forehead and closed his eyes gently.

……

At three o'clock, a little bit of fish belly white appeared in the sky. The white mist covered the whole city, and even the first ray of morning light couldn't come through.

Qiao Wei opened her eyes vaguely. Although she was awake, she was still unconscious. She was full of ideas. Who am I? Where am I? What the hell happened?

After a long pause, he finally regained consciousness.

She remembered that she was chasing the secret collection in the street, but was shot by a stranger with a blood moon bow. She had no impression of what happened after that.

She is

Qiao Wei turns her head and looks at Ji Mingxiu who is sleeping.

Saved by hell?

Qiaowei touched herself, up and down where all don't hurt, she this is nothing? Nothing or nothing?

Later, Qiao Wei clenched her fist again to make sure that she was strong enough to kill a cow!

I really have nothing wrong!

Not only did something happen, but also the leader of gang Qiao, who could hardly wake up, laughed very unkindly. He turned his head and looked at Ji Mingxiu. He couldn't help but poke his hand and touched his handsome face.

People look good, even sleep so charming, is He looks a little pale.

Qiaowei's fingertips flow down his high nose to his chin. How long did she sleep? Why does he even have a beard?

Not to mention, there is a trace of vicissitudes and introverted masculinity.

She likes it.

Qiao Wei curved eyebrows to smile, quietly Mimi in his chin Baji a!

It was a little loud, and he seemed to wake up, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Qiao Wei quickly closed her eyes and made a corpse.

Ji Mingxiu stayed up in the middle of the night. He fell asleep when he couldn't bear it. He was half in a coma. Maybe he wouldn't wake up if she didn't bawl heavily.

Ji Mingxiu opened his eyes, looked at her face as if she was sleeping, touched the place she had been Baji, and his mind had automatically filled out her small sample of color, counseling, daring and not daring. He couldn't help but hook the corner of his lips and gently said, "wake up?"

"No!" Qiao gang leader closed his eyes and said that he regretted. She probably fell into her head. It's not that there is no silver here. What is three hundred taels?

Ji Mingxiu's smile deepened, and he put his powerful arm around her: "I'm angry with you, Lord Joe?"

Isn't it? Don't let me touch you in a quarrel. You wake up when you touch it. Don't you let me touch it again?!

Ji Mingxiu looked at her smelly face and listened to the hum from her nose. Her heart softened into a pool of water, and put her in her arms: "let you touch, let you touch every day."

Ding!

Qiao Wei opened her eyes wide and turned to him.

Ji Mingxiu couldn't help laughing, took her weak and boneless hand and put it on her body: "touch here, here, or here?"Qiaowei's hand was on his strong waist, and the corners of her lips tilted unconsciously.

Ji Mingxiu looked at her fondly: "is there any discomfort?"

Qiao Wei shook her head and touched his waist with plain hands. Thinking of his 180 degree transformation, she asked, "don't you fight with me?"

Ji Mingxiu said in a low voice: "no more noise. Everything will be fine in the future."

"That's about it!" Qiao Wei smiles happily and thinks of something. Then she says, "do you want to pinch your ass?"