Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 11 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 11
The arrows in all directions became more and more dense. After Shen Ronghua rolled from one side to the other, all the places he avoided were occupied by the arrows, and finally there was no place to land.

So much so that when she was not paying attention, when an arrow sharply split the air and came towards her, she couldn't dodge and subconsciously met her right shoulder.

The world can learn from it, she definitely did not make such a big sacrifice for the mission, but she really couldn't avoid it.

With a groan of pain, the girl's body fell straight to the ground, and her back was numb with pain from being pressed against the tail of the upward arrow.

The people in the dark will stop when they see fit. As long as the escort doesn't die, she can be injured continuously along the way, so that time can be delayed.

After a year or so, the dart will definitely not be able to reach Ge Nan.

Shen Ronghua's head was numb from the pain, he fell to the ground and spoke hoarsely for a while, the saliva swallowed by his throat seemed to smell like blood, and his little face was even more pale.

Banjin was extremely worried and cried out angrily: "This task is too much! Woohoo, host, how do you feel? Is it particularly painful? I feel so heartbroken, my host, my treasure~ You must do it Don't die, I can't bear it!"

When Shen Ronghua was a fairy, where did she experience such grievances?I guard the Nantian Gate for two hours a day, and when I am free, I ride the clouds and ride the fog with the fairy sisters to see the scenery, and live a leisurely and leisurely life.

Hearing Banjin crying now, Shen Ronghua also felt sad, tears fell down uncontrollably, sobbing, so pitiful, and finally asked aggrievedly: "Where is Song Qingxiu now?"

This arrow can't be hit in vain.

Banjin paused and quickly locked onto the location of the mission target, "Through this forest, you can probably come across his carriage."

Shen Ronghua glanced into the woods, feeling even more sad, "I think when I get out of this woods, my blood will be drained!"

After the pain on the shoulder reached the extreme, half of the body on the right side was paralyzed.

"Host, for the sake of the mission, hold on a little longer!" There's nothing to do with half a catty, it's just a little piece of shit for posting missions, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Shen Ronghua also felt a little unwilling to give up like this, so he gritted his teeth and succumbed to his heart, and with his last breath, he flew up and leaped up. Wherever he went, a tiny air current surged, making the surrounding branches and leaves tremble. , making a slight rustling sound.

The coachman waved his whip slowly. When he noticed a strange movement not far away, he was vigilant until the movement gradually approached. After seeing the person clearly, he relaxed, and very consciously turned his body sideways to help open the curtain.

Shen Ronghua really thanked the coachman for his eyesight. She covered her shoulders with one hand and rolled directly into the car, and the curtain was lowered accordingly.

The coachman has been with the master for so many years, although he can't guess his very thoughts, but two points are still possible.

However, why does this woman have such a strong smell of blood?

Could it be that he was injured?

The coachman was only puzzled for a moment, and then left it behind. This is not what he should care about.

Song Qingxiu knew the girl was coming the moment the curtain was lifted.

The corners of the lips raised involuntarily.

But when his eyes moved away from the book and fell on the girl, his pupils trembled and tightened.

He was able to stand up, flipping off his robe, without caring about his usual gentleness, he directly stepped over the square table in front of him, and quickly tapped an acupuncture point on the girl's shoulder to stop the bleeding.

"What the hell is going on?" Song Qingxiu's face was slightly cold, his eyes that were calm and calm in the past became unclear at this moment, his eyes fell on the clothes that were dyed a large amount of red, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Shen Ronghua's attention at this moment has long been attracted by his acupuncture techniques, and he asked in surprise, "You know martial arts?"

Song Qingxiu did not deny it.

The girl's eyes were extremely round.

No, no, Song Qingxiu really knows martial arts!
Before that...

"Your injury must be dealt with as soon as possible."

The girl's face was pale, and she lost a bit of vitality. Thinking of the girl's liveliness a few times before, he thought it was more pleasing to the eye.

If Song Qingxiu didn't mention this, Shen Ronghua would almost forget about the business.

Afterwards, the man cuffed his sleeves, lowered his eyes, and clenched his soft white slender fingers tightly.

Looking up, the girl looked pitiful.

She spoke softly and begged, "Song Qingxiu, can you help me take care of my wound?"

Song Qingxiu fixedly looked at her, thinking that she was probably young and had just entered the Jianghu not long ago, so he didn't know that the people in the Jianghu also valued Qingyu a woman very much. Looking at her body, she had to be responsible. If she knew, this kind of request probably wouldn't be Will say so casually.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Ronghua suddenly lost his mind, and thought of the previous few meetings, this person was holding a book in his hand, so what if he is a Jianghu person, isn't he a nerd?The nerds are the ones who pay the most attention to the morality of the gentleman and the red tape!

Her heart was in her throat, she was here, how could she be rejected for this last-minute thing!
Absolutely can not be refused!

She endured the pain and shook the man's sleeves, her eyes drooping, "Song Qingxiu, help me, I don't worry about the others, I only believe in you!"

As soon as the words fell, without giving Song Qingxiu a chance to react, he fell dizzy.

After the man was stunned for a moment, he quickly and carefully helped the man to lie down on a soft cushion.

The carriage is simply spacious enough, but there is no wound medicine. After all, since his weak crown, no one in the world can beat him. Under normal circumstances, as long as he doesn't want to, he won't be injured.

"Go to another hospital."

A deep and cold voice came from inside the carriage.

The coachman's heart tightened, and he immediately swung his whip and adjusted the horse, speeding up in another direction.

When they got to the gate of the other courtyard, the coachman saw his master get off the carriage with a person in his arms, and hurriedly stepped into the gate with his back.

Ying Thirteen and Ying Yi appeared in the other courtyard at the same time.

Shadow One: "Thirteen, didn't you say that the master needs me? Why haven't you recruited me yet?"

He poked his head towards the closed door, feeling a little depressed.

"Just wait with peace of mind. Master will naturally call you if necessary." Ying Thirteen said expressionlessly.

Yingyi is best at dealing with injuries caused by various weapons and hidden weapons. After all, Sword Forging Villa has never been as simple as just forging swords.

He was also very puzzled, the girl was seriously injured, she should need a shadow, but after waiting for so long, there was no transmission from the master.

Naturally, they couldn't wait for Song Qingxiu to be summoned.

Because at this moment, Song Qingxiu was drawing an arrow for the girl.

The girl was lying flat on the bed with her eyes closed. Song Qingxiu, who could smile lightly at everything, was sweating a little at the moment.

His sleeve was tightly held by the girl, that's all, it seemed that he was the only one to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)