"Okay!" Ling Yun agreed, and then hugged her while looking for a taxi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This place is still a little short distance from the community where Shiyu lives, and there are a little fewer vehicles, while waiting, Ling Yun suddenly felt a chill on his back, his body quickly curled up, picked up Shiyu and rolled on the spot, and a few cold lights flashed from the position where Ling Yun was standing just now, and the cold light was a lot!

Ling Yun rolled on the ground with Shiyu in his arms, dodging the other party's knife light, and when he stood up again, Shiyu had already woken up, but because of the high fever, she was a little weak and had no strength.

Shiyu was held in Ling Yun's arms, and said in a slightly weak voice: "Ling Yun, what happened?"

"It's nothing, you go back to sleep. Ling Yun smiled, glanced around, and slowly retreated step by step, the night was quiet, pitch black, Ling Yun was really not sure if there were still enemies in ambush around, so he didn't dare to risk putting down the poem.

In the night, two people came out from the opposite side, both of them were naked, covered with explosive muscle mass, with long scars on their faces, and their faces were hideous, like evil ghosts who had come out of hell.

Ling Yun glanced at the poem in his arms and asked, "Can you still cheer up a little bit?" I carry you on my back, you put your arms around my neck, you must hug me tightly." ”

The two people on the opposite side had already frightened Shiyu, although her body still felt a little weak, but she knew that she must not be a burden to Ling Yun at this time, so she said "En" and agreed.

Ling Yun began to put down the poem, let the poem stand behind him, and then carried the poem on his back, the two legs of the poem wrapped around Ling Yun's waist, the soft and elastic delicate body tightly attached to Ling Yun's back, and the two arms around Ling Yun's neck.

Ling Yun could even feel how elastic the softness on his chest was, squeezing on his back, coupled with the faint body fragrance, with a strong temptation....

The two big men had already surrounded Ling Yun one on the left and one on the right, Ling Yun looked at these two people, their strength was not weak, and they should have reached the strength of the silver level.

"I really can't imagine that there will be so many silver-level killers in Jiangcheng now, and it feels like grabbing a handful, when did silver-level killers become so worthless?" Ling Yun muttered to himself a little.

"You are Lingyun?" The muscular man on the left voice was like heavy metal, deafening.

Ling Yun said with a chill on his face: "What if it is?

The big man who spoke was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Hehe, if you are, we will kill you, if you are not, then we will not only kill you, but also borrow the woman behind you." ”

When Ling Yun heard this, his face turned cold and asked, "Who are you?"

"Lao Tzu's name is Crazy Dragon, this is my brother Tiger, today I will give you a ride by order from above. ”

"Who sent you?"

"You don't deserve to know this, go down to the Yellow Spring and ask the King of Hades!!"

The dragon was holding an iron rod engraved with a dragon, the tiger was holding a short knife, and the two of them attacked Ling Yun at the same time, the iron rod in the dragon's hand with a whistling sound smashed directly into Ling Yun's head like a whirlwind, and the long knife in the tiger's hand also slashed at Ling Yun's waist.

The cooperation of these two people was a tacit understanding, Ling Yun memorized the poem, did not resist head-on, and quickly dodged backwards, but he directly retreated backwards and retreated again and again, did not dare to turn around, and did not dare to give his back to these two people.

The two of them repelled Ling Yun with one blow, and the move swept towards Ling Yun like a storm, the two of them seemed to have a wide open and closed move, strong and powerful, but in fact, the moves echoed each other, seamlessly.

Lingyun is like a flat boat, crumbling in the storm, but every time he is hit by a huge wave, he is almost about to overturn, but there is always no danger, these two people attack so fiercely, Lingyun still has a big living person on his back, but he is tossing and turning between the iron rods and long knives of these two people, and he is at ease.

Shiyu felt as if there were several times when the iron rod and long knife were almost wiped against her scalp, and finally there was no danger, and she passed the level dangerously, her heart was beating non-stop, and finally she simply put her face on Ling Yun's back, closed her eyes, and completely surrendered her life to Ling Yun's hands.

The more the dragon and the tiger fought, the more frightened they became, they had been mentally prepared before coming, because someone had already explained that the opponent this time was a hard stubble, even if the two of them were defeated, then they would not be so surprised, but the offensive of the two people was so fierce, and the other party was still carrying a person, but they were still able to be so comfortable, which almost made their hearts sink, which can only prove one point, this person's strength is completely above the two of them.

The two of them, the dragon and the tiger, glanced at each other, their eyes showed a bit of murderous intent, and the two of them roared at the same time, and the strength and degree of the iron rod and the long knife suddenly exploded to the extreme in an instant, so fast that Ling Yun felt a little unexpected, and the iron rod of the mad dragon was not smashed in front of Ling Yun, but at the poem that Ling Yun was carrying on his back.

Ling Yun scolded secretly in his heart, his two hands were almost like lightning, and he instantly sandwiched the long knife in the palm of his hand, and at the same time turned sideways slightly, thrillingly dodging the iron rod in the hand of the wild dragon, but he did not completely dodge, Ling Yun turned sideways to protect the poetry behind him, and gave up his chest to the other party, and the thorn on the iron rod opened in front of Ling Yun's chest, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Ling Yun's face finally became solemn, his eyes changed instantly, like a vast star, and a majestic terrifying aura emanated from his body, and then he directly grabbed the iron rod on his chest with his right hand, completely ignoring the thorns on the iron rod, and forcibly pulled out the iron rod.