The tip of the gun was only half an inch away from his heart. The white-haired man covered in blood cried so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.
Huang Gong from the wine stall who rushed over after hearing the sound casually glanced at Xie She who opened his eyes and died, sighed helplessly, walked quietly behind Giliu, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry. , if you cry again, you will really cry to death."
Guiliu suddenly looked up at him.
"The killing intent of Xie She's death shot was enough. Unfortunately, the green gun and your blunt knife are the same. It's easy to hurt but hard to kill. But after all, it was the sixth-grade grandmaster's full blow before his death. Although He won’t die, but he may be disabled for life.”
Guiliu suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled.
"Don't listen to him." Wang Sizhi said weakly, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Guiliu trembled all over and quickly raised his arms to cover his face, a thin sob still oozing out from between his teeth. After a while, he took a sharp breath, looked at her in his arms, and forced a stiff smile, "You finally woke up."
"The smile is so ugly." Wang Sizhi stretched out her cool little hand, gently touched his face, and said softly: "I know I should listen to you, but I am so afraid that you will die, and I don't want you to die. "
Guiliu took a deep breath and said tremblingly: "Why? Even if I die, you can still save your father with a suicide note. Isn't this what you want to do most? Why do you risk your life to stand in front of me?"
Wang Sizhi remained silent, just watching him quietly. Those eyes were as clear as a stream of autumn water, and Gui Liu even saw himself in her eyes.
For some reason, Guiliu's eyes turned red again, and he said softly: "It's okay, just stay alive. I will carry you and hug you from now on, and I won't let you suffer any injustice."
Wang Sizhi joked: "Your Highness, do you really think that I am disabled?"
After lying in Geiliu's arms for a long time, the severe pain in her chest had disappeared. The moment when she blocked the gun was the real pain. It felt like her chest was about to explode, so that she doubted whether she was He was about to die, and then passed out from the pain.
Guiliu was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to reach into the collar of her clothes. After touching the ice and coldness, he quickly pulled his hand out for fear of waiting for a second longer. Of course he saw Wang Sizhi's blushing cheeks, but he just pretended to be calm and said: "The soft armor is intact. Fortunately, you are wearing soft armor."
Mr. Huang from the wine stall suddenly understood and interrupted: "No wonder, no wonder, it turns out that the girl is wearing soft armor, so the injury must not be serious, otherwise she would have to..."
Guiliu chuckled, "Otherwise, what will we get?"
Huang Gong smiled awkwardly and quickly explained: "Otherwise, the injury will be a little more serious, but it will only be a little more serious. If it doesn't get in the way, it won't get in the way."
Wang Sizhi broke away from Gui Liu's arms and stood up slowly. Although he stumbled a bit, it was generally fine.
Gui Liu was in much worse condition than her. The wound was only half an inch away from his heart. The meridians throughout his body were severely damaged. His whole body was completely at the end of his strength. It was extremely difficult to even move, let alone stand up.
Huang Gong walked up to Xie She, closed his eyes for him, and said softly: "What kind of person is so good at shooting that he intercepted and killed the prince? You Xie She is really a waste."
"But it's my fault. If I hadn't poisoned the wine you drank, you could have traded your life for another, instead of dying in peace like you are now."
Mr. Huang from the wine stall took a deep breath, his temperament changed, he turned to look at Gui Liu, and said loudly: "I beg the Crown Prince to die!"
Guiliu, who was standing up, narrowed his red phoenix eyes and pressed his right hand on the Lushui scabbard, deliberately accumulating the power of the sword, and blood immediately oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Huang Gong shook his head and said softly: "It's useless. Xie She underestimates the enemy, and I poisoned him, so it doesn't mean anything if you can kill him. I don't have the arrogance of Xie She, and I think it's hard to deal with a junior." It's a shame to use all my strength. To kill you, I will have no reservations and try to kill you with one blow. My position in the martial arts review is higher than that of Xie She. You can't beat me even if you fight with all your strength, let alone now. What you look like."
Wang Sizhi bit her red lips tightly, feeling sad and ready to cry.
Guiliu looked calm and asked: "Since you are also here to kill me, why didn't you just do it directly?"
"You are right to ask this question." Huang Gong said with a smile: "I am not as ruthless as Xie She, so I have to let you two desperate mandarin ducks look at each other for the last time. Of course, Xie She may not He killed her because he didn't understand the love between men and women. As a person, I most want lovers in the world to become dependents. Isn't it painful to be separated by yin and yang? Going back together is also a blessing in life. "
Guiliu smiled coldly, "The Seventy-Eight World Martial Arts Review, the wine master Yu Jiaxin, likes to kill lovers indiscriminately, and he claims to be the most infatuated person in the world. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"You don't understand, no one in this world understands the love between men and women better than me." Yu Jiaxin looked away and looked into the distance, "Love is as sweet as candied fruit at first, as fragrant as wine after a long time, but as bitter as coptis in the end. How many people in this world can't love you? How many people have it but lose it? How many people can become dependents? Like and love are just a matter of two people. If I don't love you, it's useless for anyone to persuade you. I love you No one can stop you. I, Yu Jiaxin, cannot control the love between men and women, but since we finally got together, there is no reason to separate."
Yu Jiaxin withdrew her gaze and finally looked directly at Gui Liu, "I came all the way from the Dafeng Dynasty just to kill you. The head of a prince from the Dajing Dynasty is enough for me to never have to worry about future troubles. The reason why I chose to sit back and reap the benefits. The advantage is because Xie Shewenyang's shot turned from red to black, which is the move that killed you just now. That shot really touched the threshold of the sixth level of perfection, which was enough to severely damage the top fifty masters in the martial arts review. In this way, If Xie She kills you, that's the best thing, I will kill you again. If you are lucky enough to kill Xie She, I will still kill you effortlessly, and the result will be the same. But there is one difference, this person beside you Woman, Xie She probably won’t kill her, but I will definitely kill her, not only this time, but every time.”
Yu Jiaxin bent down to get the plum-blossom gun and said softly: "I am the only one in the world. Yu Jiaxin is a lunatic. But I don't know that it took me twenty years to break through the barrier. I didn't even get to look at her for the last time until she died of old age. This Without her, what if I am number one in the world? So when I was able to break through to the seventh level in one go, I sealed my heart and allowed my level to decline bit by bit from then on."
Wang Sizhi trembled all over and shouted coldly: "Then why don't you go down and accompany her?"
Yu Jiaxin smiled sadly: "I, Yu Jiaxin, am just a coward. I have betrayed her for twenty years, so how can I dare to meet her."
Wang Sizhi sat slumped on the ground, looking at him holding the half-blood-red plum-blossom spear, and gently resting his head on Gui Liu's shoulder.
Guiliu held her hand tightly and suddenly said angrily: "How long are you going to hide it!"
The sound echoed far away. Yu Jiaxin held the spear at an angle, tilted his head and said: "Are you talking about the dead soldier who followed you secretly? I already killed him last night. He is also a sixth-level strength like me, so it is indeed a bit tricky. Killing him cost me A lot of effort.”
Guiliu looked at Wang Sizhi blankly and smiled happily when he saw her face full of tears. His eyes were red until that moment.
Yu Jiaxin's gun seemed to be faster than Xie She's. The gun pierced out and pointed directly at Gui Liu's heart. The gun came before the sound.
Gei Liu sits peacefully, with no sadness or joy in his expression.
The spear suddenly couldn't move forward another half inch.
Behind Xie She, there was a fair and slender hand holding a spear.
There was also a charming and natural voice, "Old man, who do you want to kill?"
A hand blade easily broke through Yu Jiaxin's warrior body, passed through, and broke out.
Guiliu shouted in surprise: "Peach branch?"
The charming woman in the pink dress was slightly shocked and muttered to herself: "How is that possible?"
The heart position was penetrated by the hand blade. Yu Jiaxin laughed sadly and burst into tears. "Where does the heart come from for a person who has a dead heart?"
He let go of the spear, shook it, shook his fist, and knocked the woman in the pink dress away. He held the spear tightly and stabbed Guiliu in the chest again.
In the vast color of snow, a very conspicuous red line penetrated Xie She's gun-holding wrist, forcing him to freeze slightly.
The woman in pink dress seized the opportunity and flashed behind him. She wrapped her hands around the red thread and tore the body-protecting fist into pieces like tearing paper. This time, she cut Xie She's neck with her hand blade.
"I don't dare to see her."
Xie She murmured softly and easily dodged the blade. He no longer insisted on killing Guiliu and retreated to both sides.
The woman in pink dress stood next to Guiliu, her voice was seductive, and she asked: "Your Highness, should we capture him alive or kill him?"
"Taozhi, how many times did you rank in the martial arts evaluation last time?" Guiliu asked.
"Back to Your Highness, this slave was ranked thirty last time."
"That's it." Guiliu smiled coldly, "Then kill him."
The woman rushed out again, her peach red dress blooming beautifully, and the murder technique of wrapping her hands with red threads has been lost for thousands of years. It is the only one in the world. In front of this, any warrior body is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper.
And she is one of the four maids beside His Royal Highness, named Taozhi.
Yu Jiaxin shook her head and smiled: "No fight, no fight, I'm not ready to go down and see her yet."
A gust of breeze blew by, and his figure suddenly became erratic, disappearing bit by bit in the air.
Taozhi bit her red lips and returned to the prince with a look of reluctance.
Guiliu sighed and said softly: "There is no other way, just run away. Everyone in the world knows that Jiu Gong Yu Jiaxin is particularly good at escaping, which is reasonable."
Taozhi gently placed a hand on Guiliu's chest and said softly: "Your Highness, please stop talking. It will aggravate the injury."
Guiliu stopped talking and just looked at her quietly, his eyes turning red unknowingly.
It has been eighteen years, and I can finally see you no longer looking so sick.
very nice.
In the past, a little boy and his mother spent summer vacation in Greenbelt City enjoying lotuses, and spent a carefree and happy time with the little girl his mother brought back.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival when I was fifteen years old, a young man who was standing by the bed almost collapsed and went crazy when he saw the girl on the bed vomiting blood, the imperial doctor standing in the room with his head lowered, and the smile that looked like he was dying.
Not long ago, there was a white-haired man who ran away from home and walked to a tavern. As he was leaving, he was blocked by a charming woman in a pink dress. He ruthlessly pushed her head away and walked in without hesitation. Cross the threshold and walk into the wind and snow.
Not long ago, a white-haired man broke into the city alone and killed the city lord who was the instigator. Facing thousands of Luquan cavalry, he said, "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go."
A woman who was still suffering from serious illnesses even if she was ranked in the top thirty of the martial arts evaluation, finally no longer suffered from the poison after the death of the lord of Green Belt City.
She was a maid in name only, and he always treated her as his sister.
