Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

Unexpectedly... the pain in the waist was already stabbed in the abdomen by someone's sword. Yufei conjured up a soft sword out of nowhere, and the hand that stabbed Jia She's abdomen increased strength, and Jia She's wound returned again. Deeper.

Damn it... Jia She slashed at the side of Yufei's face with a big knife. He controlled the strength and hand speed very well, and at most swept the corner of Yufei's clothes. Jiashe's attack was blocked.

'Pfft...' Jia She took a sip of blood, and was knocked back several meters by Lian Ji's palm, covering the wound on her waist tightly, Jia She's heart began to ache.

Lian Ji flew to stop on a big tree, Jia She glared at Lian Ji with hatred: "Stinky woman, unexpectedly attacked me!"

Seeing that Jia She lost to the two of them, Ying Fenglong didn't want to fight, he kicked the guards on the left and right with both legs, and flew to Jia She: "Guard Jia..."

Seeing that Jia She was injured, Yi Zikai wanted to go forward, but the old butler stopped him: "Master...you should wait here, I think Jia's guards are strong in martial arts, and they will definitely save the day."

Jia She was injured, Ying Fenglong was poisoned by poisonous smoke, and there were a bunch of little guards of Yifu, if they don't take advantage of the victory to pursue, when will they wait!

Lian Ji flew over from a big tree and attacked Yi Zikai's position again, but the golden silk was suddenly intercepted halfway, and Jia She looked at the woman with murderous intent in her eyes.

The night was charming, and suddenly there was a strong wind, which made everyone close their eyes. Ying Fenglong watched the change of Jia She's aura, and his heart shook, reminding him of the last time he rescued the demon from himself. A man who taught the Young Lord.

"If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you cast yourself... You should be lucky, you are the first woman I killed!" After finishing speaking, Jia She's whole body appeared in front of the woman like a ghost wandering in the night. behind.

The knife had already slashed on Lianji's shoulder, causing her flesh to twitch in an instant. The blood soaked her clothes. Lianji screamed in pain, and her sharp voice pierced her eardrums. Fortunately, Yu Fei blocked it for her. Gaining five points of Jia She's sword energy, Yu Fei put his arms around the woman's waist and retreated to the roof of the house.

Jia She was even more angry, his body flickered, he walked around behind Lian Ji and Ying Fenglong, and attacked the woman in his arms with his palm again.

Yu Fei suddenly felt the coldness behind him, without even thinking about it, he tightly protected the woman in his arms, turned around, and met Jia She's palm.

Jia She didn't think that Yu Fei, as the young master of the Demon Cult, even if he liked women, at most he would die and find another one. Who knows, he took his life to come out and wanted to protect her. this woman.

Jia She never expected that Yu Fei would take over his slap, but he knew in his heart that he really wanted to kill this woman, and this slap used ninety percent of his internal strength!

It was already impossible to withdraw his hand, Jia She was so angry that his dantian suppressed his internal strength, and resisted with his palms, he was so shocked that he flew to the eaves, hitting the tiles of the eaves for four or five times Fuck off, Jia She spat out two mouthfuls of blood, 'Pfft...'.

The wound on Jia She's waist was pressed by the tiles, and the blood soaked his clothes. The pain made Jia She frowned, and the pain in his heart was even worse. Another mouthful of blood was sprayed on the eaves.

Covering the bloody mouth with his hands, he raised his head, the pain in his eyes was overwhelming.In the tumbling just now, the handkerchief on Jia She's face was scraped away by the tiles, and there were several bloodstains on his face.

Yu Fei hugged Lian Ji's waist tightly, fisted his left hand, looked at Jia She's face in shock, his heart was already overwhelmed.

It's him!He felt that something was wrong with this man just now, and he wanted to attack his face with one move so that he could take the handkerchief on his face, but who knows, that man took a step faster, and he had already seen his intentions, he wanted to hide Open... maybe just now, he could have hurt himself, but... he still hurt him, stabbed him with a sword in the waist, and just now, he wanted to kill Lian Ji, perhaps he never thought that I would When he went up to meet him, he forcibly withdrew his internal energy, but was swallowed by it instead...

As early as when Jia She followed Yu Fei to the eaves, Ying Fenglong followed Jia She, holding his armpit with one hand, and feeling Jia She's pulse with the other: "Guard Jia...you have hurt your internal organs. Abdominal, you must stop exercising your energy!"

Jia She lowered her head, her breath felt like her chest was about to burst open, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood.

Looking up again, looking forward, Yufei was no longer seen, and disappeared with the group of men in black.

A burst of fatigue hit Jia She's mind, and she passed out in Ying Fenglong's arms.

Jia She was in a coma for four days, Yi Zikai and Ying Feng Longlun Fan had both visited him, and they heard that the genius doctor of Jianghu said that he would be fine after a little more time.Both of them let go of their hearts.

The genius doctor also sighed: "Master Yi's guard doesn't know what sect he is from. This young master has cultivated inner strength and mental skills that the old man has never heard of. The broken meridians in his body have been repaired by themselves in the past few days... It's strange... plant!"

Yi Zikai sent the old genius doctor away, and told him not to spread the matter, lest his friend be murdered again.

After the old genius doctor left, Jia She woke up, but his head was dizzy. He opened his eyes and saw Ying Fenglong standing beside his bed.

"What's your relationship with the Devil's Cult? You were the one who saved the Demon's Sect's young master from me last time?" Ying Fenglong looked down at him, like a hell judge interrogating a kid.

Ying Fenglong was a catcher, so he immediately deduced: "Or do you just want to protect the young master of the demon sect?"

Jia She began to close her eyes again, and said with a sideways face, "Mmm..."

Ying Fenglong didn't expect that he would return to himself so neatly, and asked back: "Who are you? Why are you staying in Yifu, and what are your plans?"

Ying Fenglong looked like Bao Qingtian interrogating the prisoner, and Jia She suddenly felt headache, chest tightness, and fatigue...

Jia She opened his eyes again, already looking somewhat tired: "I know you are a good official, and protecting the people is what you should do, but... you can't bully me, a disabled person!"

When Yi Zikai came in, Jia She complained to him: "My lord...he bullied me, hurt me, and even slandered me!"

Jia She's tone was like two children fighting, and one party couldn't win, so he called an adult to criticize the other.

Yi Zikai also said something fair: "Master Ying, Jia Huwei is injured, what's the matter, let's talk about it after he recovers."

Only then did Ying Fenglong leave Jia She's room.After going out, Jia She still heard Ying Fenglong say something like 'be careful' and 'boat' but didn't hear clearly.

A week later, Jia She was able to get out of bed and walk by himself. Just as he was about to get up to drink tea from a cup, Ying Fenglong came in again. Jia Li immediately fell on the bed and pretended to be dead, motionless.

"I know you just got up..." Ying Fenglong glanced at the teacup on the table and said coldly.

Seeing that there was no chance to sing, Jia She simply sat up and pointed to a stool not far from the bed: "Sit down!"

Ying Fenglong lifted his feet and sat down, then began to ask: "Young Master Yi told me, are you a distant relative of the wife of the owner of the Cangshui Villa?"

Jia She nodded honestly: "So I just want to make good use of my strengths, find a job, earn some money, marry a wife, and not as much as Mr. Ying thinks..."

Ying Fenglong almost put the words 'I believe you have a ghost' on his face, and asked aggressively: "How did Guard Jia know the Young Master of the Demon Sect? Why do you have to protect him over and over again?"

It's really...a direct question!Jia She paused, recalling the first time he met Yu Fei...it should be on the bed, right?

"He used to be kind to me before, and I wanted to repay that kindness, so... Master Ying also knows that we, the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, can never owe others kindness. My master always taught us that a drop of water will surely be repaid by a spring. Jia She spoke nonsense with her eyes open, her face not flushed, and her breath not out of breath.

Ying Fenglong also asked Jia She many questions, all of which were refuted by Jia She one by one. Seeing that Jia She slid back when answering, Ying Fenglong also knew that he could not hear the truth from his mouth, so he got up and left Jiashe's house.

When Ying Fenglong left, he also left Jia She with a bottle or two of medicine to heal the wound. Jia She picked up the medicine bottle he gave and sighed again: Isn't this what I left for him?This ointment is good for removing scars, new wounds and old wounds on his body, this medicine is excellent for him.

Fortunately, he sent it back to himself with a backhand!

Half a month later, Jia She's injury was almost healed, and he was able to work as a guard behind Yi Zikai again. I remember that every time the old housekeeper came back to look for Jia She, he would put on a smile: "Guard Jia... old man I came to see you? How is the injury? What else do you need?"

Probably because of Jia She's heroic demeanor last time, the old housekeeper changed his view of him.

When Jia She came back to his senses, the wound on his waist was itchy again. He untied his coat, took off the clothes inside, and checked the wound on his waist. It was already scabbed. New pink flesh.