Zhuang Mingyan looked at Zhuang Minghao who was beside him, wanting to find a solution. If things go on like this, Qin Wuyan, a lifeless thing, might really kill them both.
Zhuang Minghao was also panicked to death, he was an empty-headed martial artist, how could he come up with any ideas.
Qin Wuyan paused every word: "Give me Xiaoyu!"
Zhuang Minghao hugged the fainted sister tightly in his arms: "Even if you stepped over my corpse, I would not hand over my sister to you.
My sister was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and the greatest pain she has suffered in her life is being with you.
Even if I die, I won't let my sister suffer with you again. "
The iron hook pierced through his shoulder blade, and Qin Wuyan's other hand, which was bitten by the hound and could see the bones, was tightly holding the long guard knife. The blood flowed down the cold guard knife to the snow. There was a long bloodstain in the white snow.
Qin Wuyan is not afraid of pain, injury, and even death.
But he was afraid that these people would question him for not letting his wife live a good life.
He couldn't refute Zhuang Minghao's words, and he was powerless to refute his words.
On the way he and Zhuang Xiaoyu escaped from the priest's mansion and eloped together, Zhuang Xiaoyu really never lived a day of leisure.
It's all his fault, a man who can't even give the other party the minimum stability and peace, why should he marry a wife?
Marry back and let his wife suffer and suffer with him?
It's fine for him to live a miserable life, why bother his beloved woman?
Qin Wuyan's blood-soaked eyes rose into mist, and blood tears rolled down from his eye sockets. His Adam's apple moved, and his voice seemed to overflow from his larynx: "Since Xiaoyu chose me, I will not abandon you." Lay her down, she is my wife, give her back to me!"
Even if you want to leave her alone, let her wake up temporarily and seek Xiaoyu's opinion, instead of taking it for granted to make decisions for her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been lying on the bed begging for death without eating or drinking in order to resist the engagement.
Being with him is at least better than being dead.
Qin Wuyan stood in front of these guards with a horizontal knife, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
More than a dozen guards wanted to get out of the way, but they didn't dare to move away. Stretching out their heads was a stab, and retracting their heads was also a stab. It would be better to fight to the death, maybe there would be a way out.
Qin Wuyan slowly raised the guard knife, pointed the blade upright, aimed at the person in front of him, closed his eyes, and walked like a swimming snake, dexterously shuttled past the guards lined up in front of him, directly avoiding them The guards standing in front of them arrived in front of Zhuang Minghao and Zhuang Mingyan.
Zhuang Mingyan screamed, and instinctively wanted to whistle to call the hunting dog, but suddenly belatedly remembered that the hunting dog had already been killed by Qin Wuyan's guard knife.
The horse neighed long and raised its front hooves high, throwing Zhuang Mingyan off the horse's back.
Zhuang Mingyan knelt down in front of Qin Wuyan with a "plop".
Qin Wuyan's eyes were already red, he raised his guard knife and slashed at the person in front of him.
"Don't." A sharp cry sounded, and Zhuang Xiaoyu, who woke up, opened her eyes and saw the man she loved the most was covered in blood. She was about to kill her brother who was kneeling on the ground. She fell off her horse in fright and begged for mercy. Said: "Ah Yan, don't kill people, don't hurt my brother, he is my brother.
Ah Yan, please!
Xianggong, please let him go, please! "
Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who fell into the snow, regained his sanity in an instant, stretched out his other bloody hand to help her: "Xiaoyu, how are you?"