Lu Su, who was lying quietly on the dirt, suddenly sat up as if nothing happened. The pale color that had filled the whole face before was swept away, and it became rosy as if it had been rouged. The chest that was lifted up like a little steamed bun was no longer as lifeless as before, and began to rise and fall rhythmically.
But his expression was slightly dull, as if he didn't understand why he was sitting on the dirty mud floor, surrounded by several people, and his father who loved him stared at him like a monster with wide eyes.
"No, Susu, you're awake. It's great, but you're worried about your father. Come on, get up quickly. The floor is quite dirty. You just made these clothes."
After coming back to his senses, Lu Gong carefully supported his daughter and babbled.
Lu Su stood up in cooperation with his father, and his empty head was filled with memories again. He was attacked by an arrow. At the critical moment, the domineering woman with a pair of cold and ruthless eyes rescued him, and then he asked Mr. I thanked him and then passed out. I guess it was his old habit that happened again.
"Thank you, sir, for saving you again."
Lu Gong had a smile on his face. After all, he was an elderly man and took everything very lightly. He didn't take the little embarrassment just now to his heart at all.
"Thank you sir, this is the third time you have saved the little girl. The little girl really doesn't know how to thank you."
Lu Su bowed down again.
Just as Cao Yi was about to speak, Yi Xiaochuan's angry voice sounded.
"Brother Yu, that's enough!"
Cao Yi turned around and looked.
In the distance, among the horrible corpses scattered everywhere, the majestic Xiang Yu held a bloody bronze sword in his hand, pressing it against the chest of a robber who was lying on the ground motionless but still breathing.
On the side, Yi Xiaochuan, who is fair, handsome and sunny, has an unbearable face.
Needless to say, the old habit has returned.
"Xiaochuan, Miss Susu almost died in the hands of a robber just now. Who knows how many robbers there are here who are capable of killing people. If it happens again, if the Taoist priest is too late to save him, it will be all in vain. A man-made disaster.”
Xiang Yu frowned and said while stabbing the bronze sword in his hand.
Bright red plasma immediately spurted out from the robber's heart, and at the same time a painful groan came from the robber's mouth.
"He has no ability to resist, and you still stab him. Do you understand what humanitarianism is?"
Yi Xiaochuan was really angry when he saw that Xiang Yu didn't take his words seriously at all.
"What crazy talk are you talking about again?"
Xiang Yu pulled out the bronze sword, said nothing, walked to the corpse of another robber, and stabbed it with his sword again.
This time, it was really crushed. The robber did not die, but his arm was chopped by Yelu Zhigu. He fainted from the pain. He was stabbed by Xiang Yu and woke up all of a sudden. He let out a miserable howl from his mouth, and the two The hands mixed with blood and mud tightly grasped the bronze sword stabbed in the chest. His eyes were filled with fear and hatred, and his face was twisted into one piece.
"You, you are so cruel, no wonder you are called 'The Butcher of Xiang' in history."
Yi Xiaochuan was so angry that he spoke about the future without keeping his mouth shut.
When Xiang Yu heard the word 'Butcher Xiang', instead of getting angry, he became critical: "The name Butcher Xiang is not domineering enough, let's change it to another one."
Yi Xiaochuan pointed at Xiang Yu, his body was shaking, obviously he was very angry.
Xiang Yu didn't care about him. He was holding a bronze sword that had drunk a lot of blood today. He stabbed a robber's corpse next to the robber's corpse. From time to time, there would be a shrill scream and a stream of bright red steaming blood spurting out.
"You deserve to end up committing suicide in Wujiang."
Yi Xiaochuan was so angry that he yelled at Xiang Yu.
"Yi Xiaochuan, are you finished?"
Yi Xiaochuan was endless, and Xiang Yu was also angry when he regarded Yi Xiaochuan as a brother again.
"I'm doing this all for your own good."
Yi Xiaochuan yelled out the most annoying sentence for modern young people.
"Okay, okay, for my own good, I won't be the same as you today."
Xiang Yu held the bronze sword, stepped out from the group of corpses, and walked towards the stream with a calm face.
"well"
Cao Yi sighed.
Only then did Yi Xiaochuan realize that Cao Yi had come to his side, and his livid face softened slightly.
"Yi Jushi"
Cao Yi looked at Yi Xiaochuan worriedly.
If he hadn't seen Yi Xiaochuan with Hu Ge's face, he would have really wanted to kick him.
"Taoist Master, the situation is different this time. Many bandits no longer have the ability to resist. Brother Yu's approach is too cruel. How is it any different from the little devils who used to clean up the battlefield during the Anti-Japanese War?"
Yi Xiaochuan once again spoke plausibly.
Remember to eat and not to fight!
"You turn around"
Cao Yi said calmly.
"Why did you turn around?"
Yi Xiaochuan asked with a puzzled look on his face while turning around.
"There is no reason, just take three steps back"
Cao Yi continued to order.
Yi Xiaochuan turned his head and glanced behind him, then stepped back, carefully avoiding the corpse every time.
"Three steps to the left"
Cao Yi ordered for the third time.
Yi Xiaochuan didn't know what Cao Yi was up to, but he still didn't refuse.
"Take five steps back this time."
Cao Yi ordered for the fourth time.
This time, Yi Xiaochuan's foot was caught by a dirty hand as soon as he took the fifth step.
"road"
Yi Xiaochuan subconsciously called Cao Yi. Before he could shout out the complete word, he fell to the ground. A bandit with blood on his face sat on Yi Xiaochuan's body. With two dirty hands, he fell to the ground. He strangled Yi Xiaochuan's neck tightly.
Yi Xiaochuan grabbed the robber's hand with his hand and hit the robber with his knee.
Cao Yi, who had caused all this, was watching from the sidelines.
After almost a minute, Yi Xiaochuan got a chance to barely speak: "Tao, Taoist Master, save me."
"How can this work? I can't violate humanitarianism."
Cao Yi shook his head with a serious expression.
Yi Xiaochuan wanted to say more, but his neck was pinched tightly again. Soon, his whole face turned purple and his eyes began to bulge out. This was a sign that he was about to die.
Cao Yi just lifted his foot and put it down again.
"Ogawa"
Xiang Yu's voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a long bronze sword flew over with the sound of breaking wind, and stabbed the robber in the back of the heart impartially.
With a low groan of pain, the robber leaned to one side.
Yi Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and gasped desperately.
"Ogawa"
Xiang Yu ran over, helped Yi Xiaochuan up, and kept rubbing Yi Xiaochuan's back with his hands.
"Hoo, ho, Brother Yu, ho, thank you"
Yi Xiaochuan breathed heavily, his face full of shame.
"Between brothers, what's there to thank you for?"
Xiang Yu said angrily.
What Xiang Yu didn't know was that it was this brother who would trick him to death in the future.
He even said innocently that it had nothing to do with me.
"Yes, between brothers, you're welcome."
Yi Xiaochuan gasped.
Xiang Yu glanced at the robber's body and wondered: "With your skill, how did you get knocked down by him?"
Yi Xiaochuan glanced at Cao Yi with resentful eyes and said nothing.
Xiang Yu also looked at Cao Yi, but he said something else: "Taoist Master, how should we dispose of the corpses here?"
"It's too troublesome to bury it. If you leave it here, other troubles may arise. Let's burn it!"
Cao Yi thought for a while and said.
"Okay, I'll go find firewood."
Xiang Yu stood up.
“Everyone goes”
Cao Yi turned around and greeted everyone.
An hour later, a raging fire broke out in the clearing in the middle of the woods, with black smoke rising more than ten meters.
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