But Jiang Chun had a fierce confrontation with Zhang Weigu and Ling Bo'er, and both sides were injured in the end. Jiang Chun was stabbed in the lower abdomen, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground; the long sword in his hand also "clunked", fell to the ground.
Lu Qiuyue was immediately horrified and turned pale. She screamed, stumbled forward, hugged Jiang Chun's bloody body tightly, and cried: "Jiang Chun, Jiang Chun, what's wrong with you? You... can Don't scare me!..."
Bai Yu snorted coldly and ordered his left and right to help the injured Zhang Weigu and Ling Boer down; then slowly turned his face, narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and said in a bloodthirsty tone: "Put them away Take both of them away from me!"
Lu Qiuyue felt her heart tremble violently, shrinking into a ball in an instant, thinking: If I fall into the hands of these beasts, I don't know what kind of torture and humiliation I will suffer; instead of doing this, I Lu Qiuyue might as well find happiness on her own.
Thinking of this, she picked up Jiang Chun's long sword that fell on the ground with trembling hands. She closed her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and wiped it from her neck in despair!
There was a deafening sound of "Crack!", fire splashed everywhere, and Lu Qiuyue's long sword was blown away by something.
Bai Yu's heart suddenly sank, and his face suddenly changed. Before he could react, he felt a numbness on his shoulders, and his body was as stiff as a pillar, unable to move.
Originally, Bai Yu's martial arts and attainments could be said to be one of the best in the world, with few opponents - who could sneak attack him so easily? If it were told, most people would be confused, and even he himself would not be able to figure it out!
The disciples of Tianxiao beside him saw the sudden rise of the waves, and immediately their swords rang out, and they all showed their weapons, and they put on a posture of being ready.
The person who restrained the white feather Taoist priest was a mysterious masked man in black clothes, with a black scarf on his head. His entire face was covered tightly, and his description and age could not be seen at all; only the pair of eyes above the scarf were exposed. His piercing eyes shone with a deep and cold light.
There was a slim person standing next to him, also dressed in black and masked; but from her graceful figure and dark cloud-like hair, it could be seen that she was a young and beautiful woman.
Lan Zhu on the side was eager to achieve success. When he saw this, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, gave a sweet scolding, and stepped forward with his sword.
The woman in black turned her eyes like autumn water and let out a contemptuous laugh. She calmly raised her hand and drew her sword, turning her body around and killing Lanzhu in just a few turns, leaving Lanzhu in a hurry and overwhelmed.
In a panic, she wanted to escape, but was trapped by the opponent's sharp sword and couldn't stop. On the ninth move, the woman in black made a cool and cruel "Long River Sunset", heading straight for Lan Zhu's head!
Lanzhu couldn't help but let out a scream, and it was too late to dodge; the woman in black smiled gloomily, murderous intent flashed in her cold eyes, the tip of the sword slid down, and she carried it across her shoulder, cutting Lanzhu's body into two pieces. !
A burst of blood appeared before his eyes. The woman in black turned around gracefully and elegantly. Her posture was as graceful as a thunderous dragon. It was so wonderful that no blood stains were splashed on her body.
Everyone exclaimed, their faces turning pale with horror, and their whole bodies trembling.
Among the gang members organized by Tianxiao, Sun Xiaowen and Li Yunting were also among them; although the woman in black was covered with a black scarf, they had already recognized who she was - because they were really impressed by her voice, smile, words and deeds. So familiar.
At this moment, they secretly looked at her face as beautiful as a peach and as cold as ice, and her cold eyes that were so scarlet that they could almost bleed. The two of them lowered their eyelids silently, holding their breath and concentrating without saying a word.
The woman in black looked around with her eyes as cold as cold stars, and asked in a voice without any emotion: "Who among you is still dissatisfied and wants to give it a try?"
Sun Xiaowen and Li Yunting tried their best to lower their heads and retreat, for fear that the other party would see them.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent, and the silence was terrifying.
The woman in black smiled proudly, walked forward as if no one else was watching, and walked away with Lu Qiuyue and Jiang Chun in a swaggering manner.
One of the members of the Tianxiao Gang saw that the white feather Taoist priest had been restrained by the opponent, lost his backbone, and was suspected of throwing a rat into a trap; the other was shocked by the unpredictable martial arts of the woman in black, and they did not dare to move and could only watch. The other party took Jiang Chun and Lu Qiuyue away calmly.
However, he said that the mysterious masked man in black had been holding Bai Yu hostage for a long time. He estimated that the woman in black and his men had gone far away. Fang raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Smelly old man, I could have easily killed you this time. But one thing will make you feel that I attacked you sneakily and was defeated; the other thing is that you and I have worked together for many years and finally have some affection, so I will spare you this time and hope that you and I will never meet again! "
The voice was old-fashioned and full of vitality, obviously that of an elderly man. Moreover, the old man's voice sounded very familiar, and everyone trembled involuntarily, thinking to themselves: Could it be him? …
After the masked man in black said these words, he made a majestic "overwhelming" move and pushed out a palm towards Bai Yu's back.
Bai Yu's body staggered forward a few steps, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground with a plop.
The masked man in black snorted coldly, and his figure floated, as if he were a frightening dragon, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to help Bai Yu up.
Bai Yu's face was pale at this time and his breathing was rapid. He was obviously seriously injured.
After a long time, he finally regained his breath little by little. He had a livid face, clenched his steel teeth, and squeezed out each word through his teeth: "Pingming, you stinky monk, I won't let you go!..."
Monk Pingming? It turns out that the one who attacked Bai Yu just now was indeed Monk Pingming!
Looking back at this moment, everyone was still a little frightened, and couldn't help but look at each other, speechless for a long time...
Besides, the woman in black had brought Lu Qiuyue and Jiang Chun to a remote farmhouse.
She came prepared to rescue people this time. She had already prepared a carriage outside the VIP hotel in advance, so she was familiar with the road and reached her destination quickly.
The owner of the farmhouse was a young man with yellow hair and a weak crown. When he saw the woman in black coming, he hurriedly came forward and said respectfully: "Miss, you are back? Where is the master?"
The woman in black said: "He will be there soon." Then she pointed at Jiang Chun and said, "His injury is not serious. Li Gang, help him to the room first."
The young man named Li Gang responded with a low eyebrow: "Yes."
Sure enough, the great master Li Gang mentioned - the masked man in black with extremely high martial arts skills who restrained the Taoist priest Bai Yu - came back soon.
He whispered a few words in the ear of the woman in black. The woman in black nodded and asked Li Gang to prepare various medical equipment. The two of them hurriedly started to treat Jiang Chun's injuries.
Lu Qiuyue was still in shock and asked nervously: "His injury... doesn't matter, right?..."
The woman in black said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, you won't die."
Lu Qiuyue couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief after hearing this.
After Jiang Chun's wounds were treated and bandaged, Lu Qiuyue stayed by his side, waiting anxiously for him to wake up.
When Jiang Chun woke up from his drowsiness and slowly opened his eyes, Lu Qiuyue finally put her hanging heart back into her stomach and asked eagerly: "Jiang Chun, how are you feeling? You're feeling better." ?"
Jiang Chun's face was pale and his eyes were a little blurry. When he heard Lu Qiuyue's question, he took a breath and murmured: "Am I still...alive?"
Lu Qiuyue rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "You are just talking nonsense. Of course you are still alive, otherwise how can you still talk to me here?"
Jiang Chun's long eyelashes flashed, and there seemed to be faint waves flashing in his eyes, "Qiuyue, do you know, I was really scared just now, afraid that I would die! I'm afraid that if I die, I can't I can no longer take care of you, let alone be with you..."
Lu Qiuyue's throat seemed to be choked with something stuffed into her throat. With tears in her eyes, she said tremblingly: "Jiang Chun, please stop talking..."
She sobbed and pressed her face tightly against his chest; Jiang Chun gently reached out his hand and gently stroked her somewhat messy hair.
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside. Lu Qiuyue hurriedly broke away from Jiang Chun's arms and looked at the door with some uneasiness.
The door opened, and a man and a woman walked in from the outside.
The man is dressed in monk's robes and holding a Zen staff. He is a great monk in his fifties; the woman is wearing a silk gauze skirt and a rich and beautiful dress, which is as beautiful as flowers and jade, and is stunningly beautiful.
When Jiang Chun saw the two of them, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a trembling voice, "It turns out it's you..."
The beautiful woman turned her bright eyes and chuckled, "It's us."
Jiang Chun lowered his eyelids feebly and said silently: "Did you save me and Qiuyue?..."
The woman said: "Jiang Chun, are you surprised?"
Jiang Chun sighed and closed his eyes.
Lu Qiuyue looked at the woman across from her up and down, and said a little strangely: "You... aren't you the original boss of the silk and satin shop? - Jiang Chun, what's going on?"
Jiang Chun said dejectedly: "Qiuyue, they are organized by Tianxiao! This female hero is the deputy gang leader, and this elder is Master Pingming - well, it's really out of the dragon's pond and into the tiger's den!"
It turned out that the woman was Lian Nanchun.
As he spoke, Jiang Chun couldn't help but think of the scene when Lian Nanchun furiously killed Ouyang Zhen a few years ago at Wuli Yiting outside the capital. Her ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness at that time can still be vividly remembered and frightened when she thinks about it. …
Lu Qiuyue couldn't help being stunned after hearing this. It took her a long time to come back to her senses and said with a wry smile: "I understand. It turns out that you saved the two of us just to... take advantage of others!"
Lian Nanchun raised one corner of his mouth and said casually: "You are only half right, because there are many reasons that I cannot explain to you clearly yet."
At this point, Jiang Chun felt that it didn't matter anymore. He raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Stop talking nonsense! Let's talk about it honestly. What do you really want?..."
