Chapter 353 At that time, the sword was only away from me
The next moment, only a few whistles were heard.
A bowl of hot tea shattered in front of her eyes, and the tea splashed all over her head.
Xinbao shuddered, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw that there were already several men in black in front of him, besieging a man in green robe.
The moment she raised her eyes to look over, the man in green robe leaped high again and rushed towards her again.
Xinbao gave a cry of fright, turned her head and ran away, there was a choking sound behind her, she felt a cool wind on her neck, Xinbao tripped in fright, lay on the ground without daring to turn her head, and got up run again.
Yuru chased up from behind and hugged her. Xinbao looked over her shoulder and saw Yan Changqi rushing towards this side again regardless of his care.
Yu Ru was also in a hurry, pulled her off, hid behind her back, drew the soft sword from her waist, and parried the opponent's long sword with a choking sound.
Yan Changqi is a sword idiot, his swordsmanship is very high.
He didn't fight the shadow guard head-on at all, he only wanted to kill Xinbao.
Xinbao's shoes were all gone, water was all over his hair and body, and soil was stained while rolling, and he was in a mess.
Whistles, whistles, and signal arrows sounded all around, and shadow guards from several places gathered here, and people from Chaotianmen also gathered.
Yan Changqi's expression became serious, desperate to be injured, he swung his arm suddenly to block the shadow guard, and his whole body rushed towards this side like an arrow flying from the string.
With a bang, the shadow guard's sword slashed across his arm and waist...
Warm blood splashed onto Xinbao...
The sharp sword tip is only an arm's length away from Xinbao...
The sword wind is cold,
Xinbao screamed so hard that his voice broke...
The next moment, with a clang, Yan Changqi's long sword was stabbed obliquely by the sword light, and the sword head was severed.
Xinbao's teary eyes were blurred, and she felt a breath of reassurance. She cried loudly at that time: "My wife, help me! My wife, help me! My wife, help me!!"
Yan Shen Jue's heart was about to burst.
Tuanzi's body is full of blood and dirt, his sweetheart, the little meat dumpling he puts on the top of his heart and takes care of, can't be seen at a glance, so he is bullied like this.
Kong Xing's sword danced into a ball of sword light, Yan Shenjue's sword move, like a gust of wind and rain, attacked Yan Changqi.
Yu Ru rushed over and was about to take Xinbao away.
Xinbao stared at the field and suddenly regained consciousness!
No! its not right!
In the dream, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood suddenly came back in front of him, Xinbao's eyes were wide open, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Even if he dispatched all the CPUs in his body, he couldn't think of a half way!
There's nothing she can do about it!
She was really terrified, even more scared than being chased and killed by Yan Changqi just now! !
Her face was pale, and the sweat was dripping from her forehead.
At this moment, behind him, a voice suddenly said: "He, he doesn't seem to recognize him."
Xinbao turned around suddenly, and saw Second Master Shen and Zhong Limin rushing over. Zhong Limin didn't pay attention to Tuanzi, and just repeated softly: "He doesn't seem to know him."
In an instant, Xinbao returned to sanity.
She turned her head quickly, and saw Yan Chenjue attacking wildly while looking away from her from time to time, as if she didn't pay attention to whether the opponent was round or flat.
There was a flash of inspiration in her mind, Xinbao looked around, and there was a small watering pond not far away, she ran over and jumped into it.
Yuru was taken aback, "Xinbao?"
Xinbao climbed out again, stomped on it just like Page, then picked up a ball of wet mud, and threw it at the man.
Crack it...
Xinbao jumped anxiously, turned around and pulled Erye Shen: "Uncle, you throw it, throw it in his face, throw it in his mouth."
Second Master Shen raised his eyebrows.
Then the old man bent down directly, and in the muddy ground, he gave it to Zhong Limin in a wet ball.
Zhong Limin is good at concealed weapons, but now his skill has not recovered, and he just changes the angle at the side. Xinbao wants the opponent to open his mouth, so he yells: "You big scum! Big villain!"
Yan Changqi ignored it.
Xinbao said again: "Wife, wife! Xinbao was injured, it hurts so much, Xinbao is going to die!"
Yan Changqi said angrily: "You..."
He only uttered half a sound, and the mud flew into his mouth, but it was a pity that the word mud was closed and only covered his teeth.
Second Master Shen continued to collect mud, Zhong Limin began to hit his face, the shadow guard also learned it, and directly poured some water out, Yuru wrapped some mud in a handkerchief, and handed it to Zhong Limin.
Zhong Limin picks up...
...
The handkerchief spread out, and with a splash, it was painted all over Yan Changqi's face.
Yan Changqi wore a pink handkerchief and a muddy face, and was furious, "Okay..."
He might have wanted to say something, but when Zhong Limin finally opened his mouth, he threw a big mud ball over... What should I say, the size of his mouth is the size of the mud ball, and he can't pick it up. Can't get that out.
Yu Ru was overjoyed, and patted Zhong Limin on the shoulder vigorously to show her approval.
At the same time, Yan Shenjue went out with several swords in a row, and directly hit the heavy hand, Yan Changqi's broken sword fell to the ground with a clang, and his wrist was full of blood...
The next moment, his whole body was shaking, and under the severe pain, a ball of mud sprayed out of his mouth... Blood gushed from his legs, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.
Zhong Limin stepped forward and yelled: "Ding Peng dog thief! You want to kill our sect master, why don't you come here quickly! Why do you want to hurt innocent children!"
Standing not far away, the person whose name happened to be Ding Peng and who happened to be seen by the deputy head: "...???"
Second Master Shen also said: "That's right! Ding Peng is a thief! You are so utterly devoid of conscience to attack a milk doll! Everyone gets it and punishes him!"
He slapped it out, Yan Changqi's face was flattened, he fell over and passed out.
Throughout the whole process, I couldn't say a single word completely.
Second Master Shen immediately said to Yan Shenjue: "I'm sorry, Xiaojue, this is my enemy. Xinbao kindly reported the letter last night. I searched all night but found no one. I didn't expect to sneak into my house. It hurt the little baby."
Yan Shen Jue was checking Xinbao, and found that she was not injured, his expression eased a lot, and he didn't doubt: "It's nothing."
Xinbao is relieved.
The little mud monkey threw himself into his wife's arms: "Wife! I'm so scared, I'm so uncomfortable, you have to write a hundred poems for Xinbao, to praise Xinbao's beauty and cuteness, I can't do without a capital! No! You can! Otherwise, Xinbao's young heart will be scarred, and it will never heal for a lifetime..."
Yan Shenjue didn't dislike it either, and left with his arms in his arms: "Got it."
Tuanzi made a wishful thinking. After writing a hundred poems, he had long forgotten what his opponent looked like... He wanted to give his witty self 10,000 likes!
As a result, after taking a shower and changing clothes, he found Yan Chenjue sitting in a chair, thinking.
Tuanzi thumped in his heart.
She flew over, skillfully climbed onto his lap, held his face in her hands, and snapped her lips together.
Sure enough, the young boy was startled by her wild action, glared at her, held her in his arms again, and gently patted her back: "Aren't you scared?"
Xinbao said: "Brother Xiaoxian, what are you thinking about? You are not allowed to think about anything, only Xinbao!"
Yan Chen could not help but smile, and kissed Tuanzi's pink cheek: "I was thinking, when I drew the sword just now, it didn't hurt."
Xinbao was taken aback for a moment: "Does it hurt?"
The so-called mourning swordsmanship, mourning is greater than heart death, in fact, it is a purely literal meaning, purely referring to mental breakdown, all thoughts are lost.
Therefore, the better Ai Mo's swordsmanship is practiced, the more painful it will be when using it. Every move is like a heartbreaker and a nightmare returning.
But he doesn't hurt now?
(end of this chapter)