My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

The girl saw that he was timid for no reason, but she refused to admit defeat and wiped away her tears, and said with her chin proudly, "Yes, everyone is dead, so what's the point of me being alive?!"

Dongfang Bubai glanced coldly at the body of the woman in purple, "But you are dead, who else will avenge her and those who died protecting you?"

The little girl froze for a moment, then calmed down and murmured, "That's right, I want to live, and I want revenge."

"White clothes!" Yan Shou shouted in disbelief.

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "One must have faith in order to survive."

The swordsmen were left in the cold for too long, and someone couldn't help but took a step forward, and scolded, "No matter who you are, I advise you to hand over the little devil, and it's best not to become an enemy of martial arts integrity, or we will pass on the truth to you." If you go out, you will never get a foothold in the Jianghu!"

"Mouth is too stinky." Dongfang Bubai's eyes flashed, and the embroidery needle flew out of his sleeve, "See if you can survive!"

In an instant, before the swordsman could resist, his lips were sewn up with needles, and the pain made him roll all over the floor.

Yan Shou was startled, his scalp felt numb, and he stopped immediately, "Bai Yi, don't kill anyone!"

"Huh?" Dongfang Bubai glanced at him, but withdrew the needle in his sleeve.

"You!" Seeing that their companion was injured, the rest of the swordsmen glared at them, raised their swords to be vigilant, but did not dare to rush forward. Although it was a small embroidery needle just now, they were almost invisible to the naked eye. Without such terrible martial arts, I am deeply afraid that I will die without a whole body in the blink of an eye, and I know very well in my heart that even if everyone fights hard, there is no chance of winning.

The two sides confronted each other, one side was calm and calm, the other side was tense and alert, the sun was getting stronger and stronger, there was not even a trace of wind in the air, and the faces of the swordsmen were sweating.

"Bai Yi, let them go." Already one person died, Yan Shou really didn't want to cause another death.

Dongfang Bubai looked at him, and finally said, "The legs are on their bodies, should I give them a ride?"

"Eh." Yan Shou was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that the other party was willing to let them go, the swordsmen breathed a sigh of relief, but they were really unwilling, "Remember, you two, if you save this little devil, it means that you are against our martial arts integrity. I will let you go!"

"It seems that you don't want to leave."

"Hmph, wait and see!" The swordsmen helped up their silenced companions and backed away slowly and vigilantly. Seeing that they really did not catch up, they hurriedly used lightness kung fu to escape quickly.

As soon as they left, Yan Shou finally breathed out, and for a moment his feet limp and collapsed on the ground.

After the little girl was put down by him, when she saw the woman in purple clothes lying on the ground, she felt sad instantly, and she crawled over and shook the body, "Aunt Fang, wake up, you said you took me to find Daddy, Fang Auntie, please wake up and don't leave Qiu'er alone, don't leave Qiu'er alone, wow..."

The heart-piercing cries of the little girl echoed in the woods, Yan Shou looked at her, it was very uncomfortable to bear such grief at such a young age, and he didn't know what to do except let her vent it.

Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes to look at him, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Shou was silent for a while, bent his legs and hugged, "I'm afraid."

"But this is Jianghu."