I finally got my hands on the Bingshan hero

In a secluded row of houses, water dripped from under the black eaves, intermittently falling on the ground.Ji Qingbai stood side by side with Situ Yu, He Zhun, Bai Lingfei, and Yan Qingchi, holding the pussy that was filled with the semen of four people between them, facing seventeen or eighteen people who were masked by red gauze.

With a squeeze of his wrist, Ji Qingbai was the first to rush forward with the sword in his hand.The fight was on the verge of breaking out, and the five of them confronted the unkind visitor tit for tat, and it was quite a contest.

The one who came at the head claimed to be one of Yan Qingchi's old men, and the rest were also part of the people who rescued Yan Qingchi.This is the Brown Department of the Yan Family Army. It used to be in charge of raising carrier pigeons. It is the Department of Enemy General Investigation.

This ghostly group of people wanted to rescue Little General Yan from the entanglement of voices. In order to recover the Yan family army under the leadership of Yan Qingchi, they vowed to wake up General Yan.

The visitor said again, Jiang Zhuo is already a lion in a cage, a blind flying dragon, a down and out wolf dog, he has already forgotten the oath of the Yan family army yesterday and the glory of the past, and it is unbearable to lead the old army of the Yan family.Coming here this time means that he no longer trusts Jiang Zhuo, who is still alive, and must use his own strength to support General Yan to avenge the shame of that day and the hatred of the world.

"Jiang Zhuo?" Ji Qingbai asked.

"My half-brother." Yan Qingchi replied while supporting his cracked chest.

Ji Qingbai thought for a while in a hurry, and said, "The red-clothed flower-picker holding your token?"

Yan Qingchi waved his whip to fend off a red-veiled visitor, and nodded.

"Little General!" The red-gauze visitor's beautiful eyes were full of tears, full of resentment, "Why didn't you come with us?!"

Yan Qingchi sneered and shook his head, his smile was actually a bit gentle, and he said: "If you avenge your family feud, what is the country's hatred?

The red-shaven visitor slashed down with a sword, and shouted: "General!" He was about to cry, "The country has betrayed me, and trampled the loyalty of the world to the ground. There is no kindness, so why should I hate you! Bloody hatred, how can I be willing! The blood hatred of the Yan family army, the dead brother, are you really throwing it all to the back of your mind?" He wiped his face with his sleeve and said, "We all know that the little general endured humiliation and lingered under the imperial city in order to preserve his strength and hide his obscurity. One day, we will revive the Yan family's army and avenge them!"

Yan Qingchi laughed twice: "Hide your strengths and hide your darkness? The little general of the Yan family died ten years ago!"

"Little General!" the Hongsha visitor yelled in grief, and charged forward with his sword, "Have you forgotten what it was like when everyone broke through the battlefield with gold and iron horses?! Back then, you had a silver spear , made all the frontiers frightened. Hongling appeared in the world and returned home without armor. Have you forgotten that those slaves looked like they saw the heavenly soldiers coming to see your horse! Now...now you even have a silver spear...Little General! Those thieves are unforgivable!"

Yan Qingchi flicked his whip, raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and said, "Personal grudges must be avenged, and it's useless to talk too much, you guys go back."

The Hongsha visitor was silent, with red eyes and angry eyes, and finally waved his arm and said, "Come on! Kill a few of them, so that the little general can go back with us with peace of mind."

The red gauze masked man changed his moves and turned into a sword array.Yan Qingchi and Situ Yu were busy working together, but they couldn't break through due to the lack of people.

Situ Yu broke through an opening, and after being blocked again, he bumped Yan Qingchi next to him with his arm: "Aren't you proficient in Qimen Dunjia, you should untie it quickly."

After Yan Qingchi was knocked back from the southeast corner, he said: "Situ Lou has a lot of people all over the world, give me five more people, and I will definitely take you out. Do you think the Yan family's brown family is eating free rice?"

After their bickering, the two rushed up again, one left and one right, breaking the formation in every possible way, but this sword formation was as solid as gold, and after several risks, it was broken.

At this time, a short young boy in red clothes rushed out from the sword formation. After a burst of exquisite swordsmanship, taking advantage of the help of the sword formation, he stabbed Yan Qingchi's split waist and abdomen with a sword.

"Yan Qingchi!"

"Little General!"

Yan Qingchi stabbed the ground with his sword, knelt down on one knee, clutched his bleeding waist, panting heavily.

Ji Qingbai looked at Yan Qingchi's wound with a sullen face, raised his sword and rushed into the eye of the formation just now, piercing the red-clothed visitors, saying: "Don't stop!"

The person in the lead was panicked, and said with a wry smile at a loss: "The Survival Formation can only be stopped when there is only one person left in the formation. It will stop halfway, and the enemy and ourselves will all perish together."

He Zhun put Yan Qingchi down, sprinkled the medicine to bandage him, put a pill into Yan Qingchi's mouth, and said, "Don't delay for too long. The golden needle is on the car."

Yan Qingchi's blood continued to spill on the ground after being healed by the genius doctor He Zhun. Several serious injuries were connected together, as if they were going to split him in half.

Like a small pool of blood, the abyss keeps getting bigger and bigger.

After Ji Qingbai injured many red-gauze visitors, he went to see Yan Qingchi's injuries.I saw Yan Qingchi lying on the ground with more breath than breath, his face was whiter than paper, and still tinged with blue.

Ji Qingbai thought of the way Yan Qingchi pushed him off the cliff before parting, and his bright eyes protecting him as he fled in the mountains and forests, as if there was only one light in the shadow of the trees.He couldn't help holding Yan Qingchi's upturned fingers with one hand.

Ji Qingbai leaned over to listen to what Yan Qingchi was saying.

"I...I want to fuck you again."

Ji Qingbai paused stiffly, shook his hand, and said expressionlessly: "If you live, I will allow you once."

Yan Qingchi smiled with his eyes bent, his voice was so low that Ji Qingbai could barely hear him, and said: "It's a deal...?"

Ji Qingbai pursed her lips and said, "It's a deal."

The corner of Yan Qingchi's mouth was smiling, and in a daze, Ji Qingbai seemed to have seen that carefree, hearty and brave General Yan.So bright it flickers like a candle just before it goes out.

Ji Qingbai clenched his bloody fingers and asked, "Are you going to die?"

Yan Qingchi blinked slowly, and said: "Everyone is mortal. There is only willingness and unwillingness."

Ji Qingbai rubbed his palms, hesitated and didn't speak.

Yan Qingchi closed his eyes wearily, and moved his lips: "Although Yan Qingchi has made many small mistakes throughout his life, he is worthy of heaven and earth."

"I am worthy of you. Even if I force you every time, I am willing to go to Avici Hell and be tortured endlessly for the rest of my life."

Ji Qingbai has never faced life and death, he opened his mouth hesitantly, and finally said: "I am not human."

"I'm a fairy, I got my fairy bones removed, and I came here when I woke up."

Yan Qingchi let out a vague laugh from his throat, and said word by word in an almost inaudible voice: "I said why the first time I saw you, I thought, what about you."

"God sent you down to compensate me. It's worth it."

The blood stopped flowing slowly, and the pool of blood soaked Ji Qingbai's knee, and Yan Qingchi lay obediently in it.

Yan Qingchi's fingers gradually lost their weak strength. "I want...shirijiri you."

"...Okay." Ji Qingbai clenched his fingers silently.

"I think...shirijiri you..."

"……it is good."

Yan Qingchi seemed to have regained that lawless and arrogant look.He hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled condescendingly.

"I want...you..." Ji Qingbai held down his palm and wrist.

"it is good."