[Sword Three] Dongdu Wolf's Stupidity

After the Daoist leader went into battle, the pressure out of thin air was reduced a lot, but his soul power was limited, and he was only bathed in blood in ordinary clothes. As soon as he met the blood man, his soul was pulled back to the realm of nothingness by a suction force. Chen Hao returned to his head in dizziness. The body supported the tree and shook his head vigorously.

Closing his eyes, the Daoist in the Void Realm was also supporting the tree, his expressionless face was so pale that it made people feel distressed.

"This time the internal force was used to injure the soul body, you do the rest, don't embarrass me."

Chen Hao could hear the weakness of the Daoist leader's voice. The Ba Dao disciple who was nearby saw Chen Hao like this, and immediately swung the sword towards Chen Hao's head. A sideways sword pierced his abdomen, and when the man fell backwards, the hand holding the sword drew back and sprinkled blood on the ground.

The rain was getting heavier, and the visitor lay down for most of the time. Li Tieqin was not far away from him. Most of the scars on his body were to protect him. In addition to being stained with blood, he even had a broken skin. nothing……

As for the fifty or sixty Tyrant Saber disciples who came, except for the dead ones, there were only seven or eight people who fought stubbornly. After Chen Hao's spiritual body returned to his body again, those few people were also defeated in a short time.

After the slaughter, everything returned to calm again. Li Tieqin was wearing a quilt and his pale face was still smiling. He grabbed Chen Hao's wrist and forced him to bury his head into his bloody chest.

"You're not hurt this time."

Chen Haohong focused his eyes, and poked Li Tieqin fiercely at the wound that was pulled open by his hand: "Fuck me, you really think you are a meat shield! □□..."

Being poked by Chen Hao, Li Tieqin gasped, put his arms around Chen Hao's shoulder tightly, leaned his waist slightly, and pressed his cheek against Chen Hao's bloody black hair.

"□□? Do you really have this ability?"

"I'm not kidding you, you're an idiot, what do you want me to do?! You asked me to be a fucking widow for you, right?" Chen Hao bit his lower lip tightly and sniffed.

"Stupid, I'm still here." After Li Tieqin finished speaking, he kissed Chen Hao's hair, and said: "Ever since you fell into a coma in Shaolin, I swear that I will never let you get hurt again, because I am you man."

Chen Hao never thought that he would be made to cry by Li Tieqin. He wiped away his tears and wiped away his snot with Li Tieqin's collar, then raised his head to look at Li Tieqin and grinned. The eye sockets are so painful to look at.

"From now on, there will only be the two of us. If you encounter someone you can't beat, run away!"

Li Tieqin gently scratched the bridge of Chen Hao's nose with his index finger, and said in a low voice, "Tsk, I'm really worthless..."

"I'm just naive, so naive that I just want the two of us to live well."

Feng Lian, who was in pain all over, was carried on Ye Buxiu's back, seeing the two people standing in the pile of dead bodies showing their affection, he couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head away.

……

"careful!"

At this moment, there was an exclamation, and several people turned their gazes to the past, and saw Ye Yuntian fell to the ground holding Qiu Zi, with a bloody knife wound on his back, and the man carrying the knife wobbled to make another knife. After the silver needle in Lian's hand sank into the man's throat in an instant, he hurriedly got off Ye Buxiu's back to check on Ye Yuntian's injuries.

Several people stepped forward to help the two of them up, Ye Yuntian's face turned pale, thinking that the knife would have seriously injured him, and his back was already smeared with blood.

"It's more dangerous than good." Feng Lian frowned and raised his hand to seal Ye Yuntian's acupoints. Although there is a way to deal with the current wound, whether it is going back to Shaolin or going down the mountain to find a prescription, Ye Yuntian can hardly support it. Feng Lian stood up Lai had no choice but to take a gamble and said: "I will go to Shaolin to look for medicine with Chuanxiu first, if Ye Yuntian can't survive, I will use my true energy to fish for his life, if it lasts for a while, the bleeding from the wound will stop temporarily, but the internal organs will be taken away by the internal force." Urging with the strength of the knife, I am afraid that the injury will not be serious."

After finishing speaking, Feng Lian and Ye Buxiu hurried away without waiting for him to say anything else.

Ye Yuntian lay in Qiuzi's arms, seeing Qiuzi's eyes red for him, he couldn't help grinning like a child, raised his hand to wipe the blood on Qiuzi's face, and held Qiuzi's chest tightly with one hand. the back of the hand.

"I know... cough cough... I have never been that hero, and now I can't even compare to Chen Hao in martial arts. Do you like Qiuzi?"

Qiu Zi took a deep breath, and hugged Ye Yuntian even tighter: "I don't need you to like me, you support me to survive! Don't fucking say these things are useless!"

"...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for them to come back... It really has been useless."

"Who said you are useless? These days in Shaolin, you have not taken good care of my mother. I always thought that I would not like someone weaker than me, but you made my mother fall in love with me. Why do you say you are going to die! Why tell my old lady that you can't hold on anymore!"

Ye Yuntian smiled, and tried her best to raise her head and kiss Qiuzi's chin, her hands were still tightly holding those callused palms, her hands were not as delicate as ordinary women's, they were rough and a bit thorny, and the torn clothes she often wore on her body It's tattered, looks disheveled but looks good-looking, no matter what it looks like, Ye Yuntian likes it...

"Then you said wait for me, you said I was going back to the beggar gang with you to beg for food? Or did you come to hide the sword, and I will support you forever."

"It's you silly boy who wants food, you have to starve my old lady to death...I'll go back to the hidden sword villa with you! Let's have a group of big fat boys dancing epee and swinging sticks!"

"Okay..." Ye Yuntian leaned against Qiuzi's neck and rubbed it coquettishly, then said: "I'm sleepy, I'll take you back to the villa when I wake up, take you back, we have a big fat boy...cough cough...I Take care of the children, earn money to support you, you are responsible for staying with me every day, let me...let me...cough...if I can see you, I will be..."

Seeing that he was dying, Mo Zhi and Wu Nian transported the internal energy into Ye Yuntian's body, and Li Tieqin also stepped forward to slowly pour the internal energy into it. Mo Zhi winked at Qiu Zi and told her to continue chatting with Ye Yuntian first. go down.

"Why do you sleep? You said you cared about my old lady. I'm bored. Don't worry. Why did you go to sleep?" Qiu Zi said in a crying tone.

"The lady won't let me sleep... I won't... I won't sleep..."

"You're not married yet, how can you take advantage of my old lady again..." Qiu Zi cried, this time the tears rolled down her face and across her neck, her arms hugged Ye Yuntian tightly in her arms.

Ye Yuntian strained his eyes, and couldn't help but feel more comfortable under the warm internal force in his body: "...do you really want to be with me...to block the knife for you...I can't help it...If you feel guilty about this...then Don't coax me...I don't want to be like a child anymore...being coaxed and deceived..."

"Fool, after so many lives and deaths, what's so strange about my mother's liking for you?" Two lines of tears wet Qiuzi's face, she still held back her smile so that the person in her arms would not hear anything strange.

"That's great, Sister Fairy will soon be my wife..."