Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

At the same time, a thin figure hurriedly rushed over, the light green sword energy swept across the dense crowd, and the strong wind shook back the people who had already lost consciousness and killed red-eyed people.

"Big brother!"

Shen Qinghe watched as the white shirt on Jiang Jingyun's body was stained red with blood, and the wide cuffs were roughly grabbed by several people, tearing apart.

Suddenly Shen Qinghe's eyes were shattered, she tapped her toes, flew forward, and threw several palms that knocked the people who were holding Jiang Jingyun's sleeves to the ground.

"Brother, how are you?" Shen Qinghe asked worriedly as she stretched out her arms to wrap Jiang Jingyun's crumbling body.

Jiang Jingyun opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were in a daze, his feet were limp, as if he was stepping on a cloud, limp and weak, as if countless steel needles had been stuck between his bones, his body convulsed in pain .

Jiang Jingyun understands that this is because Changmian has been suppressed by the formation for a long time, and there is a sign of dying. In addition, his unrestrained use of spiritual power has exacerbated Changmian's exhaustion, and the golden core protected by Changmian will inevitably be affected. Broken again.

If he doesn't know how to restrain himself and forcefully use his spiritual power at this time, then the golden core will be completely shattered, it can never be repaired, and it will end up no different from ordinary people.

Jiang Jingyun was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could only hold on to Shen Qinghe's wrist, and pull him down.

Shen Qinghe looked at the dense sweat covering Jiang Jingyun's forehead, his eyes shone, and he carried him on his back, protecting Jiang Jingyun with one hand and holding the long sword with the other.

He changed from the gentleness of the past, tens of thousands of hectares of frost and snow accumulated between his brows, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, like a Shura in the underworld, with a knife in his hand, all those who stood in front of him were beheaded by him.

"I'm ignoring you!" Xie Fan wanted to rush forward several times but was entangled by Shi Wei, his eyes were red with anger, and he simply fought with him.

There were two men standing on the three-story building not far away, one of them was three points similar to Jiang Jingyun, with elegant features, and a slender figure in a brown gown, showing the elegance of a literati in every gesture.This person is Jiang Yue.

Standing next to Jiang Yue was a man dressed in a foreign race. He was about twenty years old, with deep features and sharp eagle eyes.

"Third Prince, is this the gift from that mysterious friend you mentioned?" Jiang Yue withdrew his gaze, glanced at Di Jia Ao Teman, and said calmly, "Use ordinary people to deal with Jiang Jingyun?"

"Yes." Di Jiaao Teman nodded, and asked with a smile, "What do you think of this gift, Lord Jiang?"

"It's been heard that Jiang Jingyun regards all living beings as the leader and takes Xuanhu Camp as his life. In the early years, when the people in the northwest saw him, they would greet him with a smile and send chickens and ducks. Now everyone wants him to die. You said he would Won't you die? After all, even if it turns out that everyone was wronged now, they have already turned against Jiang Jingyun. Even if the charge of rebelling against the party is cleared, the charge of insulting and assassinating the prince cannot be cleared. Escape to death."

"The Xuanhu Camp, which he regarded as his fate, stood still. His body seemed to be failing. That young man... tsk, is also a powerful character. What will happen to the next story? Master Jiang may wish to guess ?”

Jiang Yue said: "Boring."

"What? Master Jiang is not willing to part with it?" Di Jia Ao Teman turned around, leaning on the exquisite railing, looking at Jiang Yue with deep meaning, "Yes, after all, he is also the son of Master Jiang, and he cares about his own flesh and blood. Family affection is also human nature."

"Why does the third prince make sarcastic remarks at this time?" Jiang Yue touched a piece of bandage wrapped around his chest, which was injured by Jiang Jingyun. If the sword edge was half an inch deeper, he would have died.Thinking of this, Jiang Yue's eyes flickered darkly, and he sneered, "Isn't Xun Ya being invited by the third prince to live in Qianqiu Elementary School?"

"Master Jiang, don't be surprised. This king really admires your son's talent and just invited him to live in my house for a while, and teach my ineffective younger brother along the way." Di Jia Ao Teman seemed not to understand the deep meaning in Jiang Yue's words, and smiled loudly .

Jiang Yue snorted softly and stopped talking.

Di Jia Ao Teman looked forward again, stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that I still have to add something before Master Jiang will gamble with me."

Because half of his mind was on Jiang Jingyun, Shen Qinghe inevitably suffered some injuries after a fierce battle.

He tried his best to restrain his trembling wrist, clenched the hilt of his sword, and glanced coldly at these persistent attacking crowd.

"Shen Qinghe..." Jiang Jingyun rested his head on Shen Qinghe's shoulder, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and shouted tremblingly, his voice was as low as a mosquito.

Shen Qinghe still heard it, he steadied his body, lifted Jiang Jingyun up, turned his head to look, and said: "Brother."

"Alive..." Jiang Jingyun said intermittently, "They... are people..."

"Don't...don't kill..."

Shen Qinghe almost squeezed these four words out between her teeth: "They should be damned!"

Jiang Jingyun frowned, as if he didn't agree with Shen Qinghe's words, he curled his fingers carelessly on him, and finally reached a warm place, touching the hot and humid softness.The fingers continued to probe in unconsciously, and the sharp nails scratched the delicate flesh.

Shen Qinghe's pupils shrank suddenly, and she stood there blankly, feeling the finger twirling between his lips and teeth.Stinging pain and a strong smell of blood followed.

Just when Shen Qinghe reached out to take out Jiang Jingyun's fingers, her calf was hit by a force of gravity, and she leaned forward, followed by burning pain.

Shen Qinghe looked down, and there was a bloody hole the size of a fist on each of her legs, blood was bubbling out, and there was no way to hide the bones inside.

"Ho ho." And the man who pulled out the bleeding hole on Shen Qinghe's calf had protruding eyes, and was still pulling half of his intestines in his hand, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, letting out a smug laugh.

"You are fucking looking for death!" Shen Qinghe cursed angrily, blocking Jiang Jingyun behind her, twisting the magic formula with her fingertips, before the magic spell was formed, her body suddenly lightened, and her whole body was lifted by a strong and powerful arm He got up and fell aside hard.

Shen Qinghe's spine hit the stone with a crisp sound, and the pain made his eyes black. He watched Jiang Jingyun being punched and kicked by a group of people, with his hands on the ground, trembling and trying to stand up.

Suddenly, a piece of paper floated from nowhere, which happened to cover Shen Qinghe's eyes.

Shen Qinghe picked up the piece of paper and was about to throw it away, when she caught a glimpse of the familiar seal, her complexion changed suddenly, and she lowered her eyes to scan the content on the paper, her eyes filled with turmoil.

After a long time, he gathered strength in his palm, and the paper in his hand disappeared without a trace under the lingering golden light.But his body trembled uncontrollably.

The man who stood on the side waiting for a long time saw Shen Qinghe laying motionless on the ground, picked up the stone in his hand, and threw it at him aggressively.

Shen Qinghe sensed something was wrong, turned her head to look, it was too late, she could only slightly stagger her head, only heard a creak on her shoulder, Dang even lost consciousness, fainted from the pain.

"Master Jiang, that young man has already given up, why don't you plan to guess?" Di Jiaaote looked at Jiang Yue with a pretty smile.

Jiang Yue fell silent.

Di Jia Ao Teman was not annoyed, and said to himself: "Okay, then let me slowly reveal the answer."

Xie Yan beat Shi Wei to half his life, and was able to escape to find Jiang Jingyun.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a beam of white light shot up into the sky with the momentum of piercing the wind and clouds, tucked in the thick clouds as a cover, sprinkled a little silver light, and soon merged into the vast galaxy, making it impossible for people to notice.

At this time, those vicious people also stopped attacking, and their dull eyes gradually became clear.

They all stopped and stood where they were, watching the blood flow into rivers and the piles of corpses piled up under their feet, and they all cried with their heads in their arms.

Surprised or angry, sad or happy.

For a while, the crying continued.

"Second brother..." Xie Yan had no time to take care of this sudden change, only seeing Jiang Jingyun who was lying in a pool of blood, staggering towards him, calling out continuously.

However, a thin figure ran to Jiang Jingyun's side before Xie Yan, and a boy about seven or eight years old helped him up and wiped the blood on his face.

Seeing this, Xie Fan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but before he could catch his breath, he saw the boy pulling Jiang Jingyun by the collar and dragging him to the two corpses stuck in the crevice of the stone, the head of the female corpse was hanging on the ground. In the middle of the air, it is only held back by the unbroken throat.

Pointing at Jiang Jingyun, the boy shouted hoarsely: "It's all yours! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have died! That's how you saved us as you kept saying?!"

"Why do you want to save us! Why do you want to save us! Can't you just let us stay in the county seat? Well, you must be some kind of hero! You killed my parents, you killed them! "

The boy took out a broken blade from his bosom, stabbed it straight into Jiang Jingyun's stomach, and kept spinning it, showing his white teeth, and smiled brightly at him: "Go and accompany my parents, okay?"

"Second brother!" Xie Yan suddenly felt his liver and gallbladder burst, he pushed the boy away, hugged Jiang Jingyun, and wanted to pull out the knife in his abdomen, but he couldn't reach out.

I don't know who took the lead in booing, and people in twos and threes surrounded them.

"Kill him together!"

"Yes, they are a group, they are the ones who killed our relatives and made us like this!"

"It makes sense! Then kill them together! Avenge our dead relatives!"

……

"Fart!" Listening to the vicious words, Xie Fan said angrily, "A bunch of idiots, count them as you."

Before Xie Dan finished speaking, he was thrown to the side by a strong palm wind and fell heavily to the ground.

He raised his head in astonishment, looked at Jiang Jingyun who was slowly standing up, and shouted distressedly: "Second brother..."

Jiang Jingyun paid no attention to it, his eyes lingered on the rest of the people, he rescued as many as a thousand people before, but now there are more than a hundred people standing in front of him.

My heart is desolate.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Jingyun's eyelashes trembled, and the darkness in his eyes faded away. He bowed deeply to everyone, and said in a hoarse voice, "This time, I did not think well, I'm sorry."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's emotions were pushed to another climax.

"What's the use of apologizing! Can my parents survive if I apologize?"

"You can still talk, but my five-year-old child has nothing left! It's all the result of your own assertion! Why did you come to save us! It's all your fault!"

"You killed us! You killed them! You should die to apologize!"

"I don't care about your apology, go to the underworld to apologize to my four sisters!"

……

Jiang Jingyun closed his eyes, secretly tightened the hand hanging by his side, and whispered: "Okay."

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Gouzi: It's too cold, hurry up and put on the quilt and go to bed~ I don't need it, I have my second brother hugging me, it's not cold at all.