Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Although it was unclear what the shaking figures above were doing, the figures that kept falling from the mast and the blood falling down made Ling Qingyu's heart soar.

Cheng Jia glanced at the deck and then at the mast. Although the Xie family had an absolute advantage on the deck, they could not attack the Ling family's five-person group. Once there were casualties among those five people, there would definitely be others. People added up to form a large formation, with their backs protecting each other, and their swords shining like nets. When the number of people was small, they killed the enemy step by step and gained the upper hand.

There was no suspense below. Cheng Jia unconsciously looked at the mast again. In this battle, everyone in the Ling family was performing their duties. No one on the deck even looked up. They had too much confidence in Yan Sanda. , or does Yan San have to block those flashy Miao people?

Cheng Jia looked down again, only to see that the cabin door in the corner was pushed open a crack, and someone sneaked out and made a gesture to Wang Xuanzhi's guards on the deck. Cheng Jia's eyes suddenly shrank, and as an instinctive reaction, he stood up and pressed Ling Qingyu against the wall.

The stinging pain of the sharp blade piercing his body made Cheng Jia cry out in pain. Xie Sanlang roared and rushed over, while the dagger in the hand of another boy who was already close to him also flashed a cold light and stabbed him.

Wang Xuanzhi turned sideways and bumped into the boy, knocking him to the ground. The short sword in the boy's hand cut a deep gash in his thigh.

Ying Thirteen knocked on the door and came in. The boy was nailed to the ground with his sword just as he was about to get up. The other boy was also knocked over by Xie Sanlang's sword.

Thirteen! Down below! Ling Qingyu shouted, and one corner of the deck was already in chaos due to the betrayal between the Wang family's guards and the boy.

I'll go. Sum responded outside and flew down.

Shu An, your young master has been injured by them! Sum shouted to Cheng Jia's boy who was still catching the poison, and then pounced on the Wang boy who had already chopped down several soldiers.

What!? You dare to hurt my young master! I want you to die! The book desk trampled a centipede to death, picked up a knife and slashed at another Wang family boy. Then he asked: My young master is not dead, right?

Cheng Jia! Ling Qingyu hugged Cheng Jia, who was lying softly on top of him. Looking down, he saw a bright dagger stuck in his lower abdomen.

Cheng Jia shivered in pain, but still smiled: Jia... this can be considered... a life-saving... favor... for you...

Sanlang! Go and bring Shi Fang up! Ling Qingyu raised his head and shouted, and then said to Cheng Jia: Don't worry, it's not a critical injury, and everything will be fine.

The screams and chaotic running in the cabin below made Yan San suddenly wake up. His falling body twisted in the air, his toes hooked on the mast rope, and bounced back from the other side of the mast.

The big ghost struck Yan San with his palm. He clearly saw that his eyes were distracted, but he did not expect that he would attack from behind again. However, his own moves were too old and he could not dodge. He said in a hateful voice: Yan San, today If you kill us eighteen ghosts, our ninety-nine people in southern Xinjiang will take your lives in the future!

Then you should die first. After harvesting the big ghost's life, Yan San said calmly, and then used his remaining strength to rush towards the main cabin.

Don't worry, this is a piece of cake for me, Shi Fang! Shi Fang said as he laid the man down on the soft couch.

Qingyu? Ling Qingyu just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yan San's anxious call from outside the door.

I'm fine! Ling Qingyu replied as he turned around and saw Yan San, covered in blood, stumbling in from the outside and borrowing the power of the door frame.

Ling Qingyu hurriedly walked up, caught his body, and said in a panic: Yan San!

Are you okay? Yan San smiled and confirmed that she was okay, then couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

Oh my god! Why did you do this to yourself again! Shi Fang shouted, first stuffed a pill into Yan San's throat and asked his apprentice to bandage Wang Xuanzhi, and then said to Cheng Jia: Please bear with it first. Ah, you can't die, I'm afraid I'm going to die. He also stuffed a pill into him, then followed Ling Qingyu to the inner room, and tore Yan San's clothes open.

Cheng Jia propped himself up slightly. From the open door, he could see the hideous wounds on the man's body and the gurgling black blood.

Did he kill the Eighteen Ghosts in Southern Xinjiang alone? It turns out that this is how he fought for his life. That's why she values ​​him so much! Cheng Jia lay back and felt severe pain from the wound.

Boss, they want to escape!

Push up the combo crossbow and smash their ship! Chen Liang killed an enemy, wiped the sweat and blood from his face, and roared.

The Xie family soldiers on the boat were retreating, and the Xie family ship was also turning around.

Pushing out the combo crossbow again, the soldiers fired the giant arrows directly at the opponent's hull without aiming.

Go back! Go back! Mr. Xie shouted with a ferocious look on his face. If you don't retreat, I'm afraid all of my people will be killed! What are the most difficult Eighteen Ghosts from Southern Xinjiang! The martial arts people really couldn't believe it.

Third Master, there are still some of us who have not returned.

It doesn't matter so much, get out of here!

Bang bang bang! There were several loud noises, and huge steel arrows shot into the hull below.

The Xie family's ship and the Fengshen were connected together. Now they were retreating at the same time, but they were blocking their own way. They collided with each other, but they couldn't exit. More and more indiscriminate steel arrows from the Fengshen were fired at them. Several shots hit the same location and made a big hole.

Third Master! There's water leaking down there!

Third Master, the boat can't hold it anymore!

Third Master Xie looked desperately at the hull that was riddled with bullets, and suddenly remembered what his eldest brother said, why must we sacrifice our lives for the Wang family? We are already a wealthy family in Guangzhou, and even if we don't go to sea, the income will be enough for us to start a rebellion.

Just for this ship, this damn Aeolus!

All the steel arrows on the ship had been fired. Chen Liang and the soldiers stood beside the ship and watched the three Xie family ships swaying and sinking.

The tip of the knife was dripping with blood, and the light armor on his body was in tatters. The golden sunlight of the setting sun cast a halo around his body.

Commander Zhang looked at those who had fought bloody battles for two hours, flicked his sword, and felt proud in his heart. I, Zhang Cheng, have fought a fair battle today!

Several teenagers ran out from under the cabin, carrying large boxes in their hands, bandaging the wounded with medicine.

What are these? Commander Zhang asked, pointing at the young man. He had discovered it during the battle. Once someone was seriously injured, he would be sent to the lower cabin.

Doctor Shi's disciples, don't worry, their medical skills are much better than ordinary doctors. Chen Liang looked at the main cabin with a worried look and said, But Doctor Shi is not here, I'm afraid someone is seriously injured there.

Don't touch those people! They are poisonous! a teenager shouted, and then asked people to avoid the eighteen corpses.

Eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang! Shuan turned around and asked Sum, Is Yan San still a human?

It's not about injuries! He has been poisoned by dozens of poisons. How do I cure him? Shi Fang shouted, his eyes a little red.

Then there's nothing we can do? Ling Qingyu shouted, his eyes already red.

Seeing Shi Fang shaking his head sadly, Ling Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, helped Yan San up, and said, You can't help it, but I can.

What can you do! Shi Fang's voice trailed off as he saw Ling Qingyu pick up the dagger in Yan San's hand, cut his wrist, and then put his wrist to his mouth.

Yan San, come on, drink it, just drink it and you'll be fine. Ling Qingyu whispered, pressing the wound on his wrist to his lips, opening his lips, and letting his blood flow in.

Yes, you are invulnerable to all poisons, so it might be useful. Shi Fang murmured, taking two steps back.

Yan San, don't scare me. Look, there are so many people who want my life, how can you be willing to leave me alone. Ling Qingyu whispered in Yan San's ear, tears rolling down drop by drop.

Yan San's throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then another mouthful.

Seeing that the blood on his wrist showed signs of coagulation, Ling Qingyu cut him again, then pressed his wrist to his mouth. Watching the gurgling blood flow in, Ling Qingyu whispered: Yan San, please, please, I must come back, please...

Wanting to cut his wrist again, Yan San's hand loosened and the dagger fell to the ground. Then his hand slightly held Ling Qingyu's hand, and an inaudible voice escaped from his mouth: This way... It hurts more…”

It actually works! Shi Fang's spirit suddenly perked up, and he rushed forward with various tools and medicinal powder.

In this battle, the Fengshen suffered huge losses. More than 60 of Chen Liang's men were killed in the battle. Yan San was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi were not seriously injured, and the junior officials of the mission were killed by the Wang family's entourage. Only a few who had hid in the lower cabin early in the morning were killed. The remaining followers of the Wang family were completely wiped out by Sum and Shu'an, Qin, Hua and Qi'an. Shen Zhan and Ding Dong's men also suffered many injuries.

After a grand sea burial was held for the deceased.

Ling Qingyu decided to drive directly to Lingjia Village.

Cheng Jia's wound was on his lower abdomen, but fortunately there was no vital point there, while Wang Xuanzhi's wound was on his thigh, nothing else. Movement would definitely be inconvenient. Two young men who had been pampered since childhood would alarm a large number of people even if their fingers were injured. Yes, now this is considered a serious injury.

My lord! Shuyan wiped his tears and thought, if I go back and show this to the master, I'm afraid the four of us will be reduced to pieces of wood.

Young Master Wang! Hua An bandaged Wang Xuanzhi and wiped away his tears.

Shush! Ling Qingyu came out and shushed, and whispered: Scars are the badge of a man, why are you crying?

Looking at the thick gauze on her raised wrist, Cheng Jia coughed and said, How is he?

He can get through it. Ling Qingyu whispered, and then said more firmly: He will get through it.

When Ling Qingyu turned around and entered the inner room, Wang Xuanzhi said: Send me back.

Prince? Hua An glanced at him doubtfully, and then looked at Cheng Jia. If he wanted to recover from his injuries, of course this cabin with good lighting and spaciousness would be the best.

Well, I'll go back too. Cheng Jia motioned for help at the desk. Seeing that the two boys didn't move, he smiled and said, Hurry up, let's come over after Yan San wakes up. Seeing her worrying about that person, it really wasn't true. It was a pleasant thing, even he admired that man from the bottom of his heart.