Chapter Eighty-Seven: Wounded

Yu He'an, who didn't see Lu Nanzhu's appearance, thought that he had brought a few younger brothers to bring Jiang Yu and the two back to the village, but after dealing with Jiang Yu, he found that Jiang Yu's skills were the same as those he had. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The little lady is very skilled, but it's a pity that the sword doesn't have long eyes, the little lady should be careful, don't scratch your face, and when that time comes, the old man will really send you to the board."

The wearing ring dagger made a jingling sound in the night sky, and Ji Qiuyang and the others, who were already asleep not far away, were still silent, completely unaware that something big had happened to Jiang Yu here.

The movements of his subordinates became faster and faster, listening to these incoherent words in Yu He'an's mouth, Jiang Yu only felt that the sour water that had just been suppressed came out of his throat again.

I don't understand the moves and styles of the ancients, Jiang Yu is best at hand-to-hand combat, and the knife slashes at Yu He'an's body very quickly, and every place falls on the fatal point.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu threw away the short knife in his hand and rushed towards him, and fought against himself in such a way, the big knife had lost its original value, Yu He'an had no choice but to throw the big knife in the arms of Yu Qin, who was still afraid, and fought with Jiang Yu with his bare hands.

The sound of hand-to-hand combat seemed a little dull in the night, and Jiang Yu, who was not as strong as Yu He'an, was a little weak, gritted his teeth and persevered, hoping that Bei Ze and they could hear the sound and come over to investigate.

"Boss, there's a kid here."

Grabbing Gong Chengxuan's back collar in his hand, Yu Qin's big palm covered Gong Chengxuan's mouth when he wanted to scream, and said to Yu He, who was still fighting Jiang Yu.

Feeling that Jiang Yu's hand speed was getting faster and faster, Yu He'an put all his energy on Jiang Yu anyway, and couldn't separate his energy from looking at the child Yu Qin said.

"Put him there first, and when I return to the stockade later, I will cook him for supper."

After a rough breath, Yu He'an pushed the ginger fish away with both palms, pointed his toes on the spot, and suddenly flew to the ground, hooked his legs and kicked the ginger fish hard.

Turning around and bending over, the ginger fish who narrowly avoided only felt pain in his left ear, and the feeling of tinnitus and black eyes followed, and the ginger fish who took two steps back reached out and touched his left ear, only feeling a sticky and greasy piece.

Jiang Yu, who was missing a large piece of skin and flesh behind his ear, deliberately wanted to ignore the fatal pain, turned his head to look at Gong Chengxuan, who was caught in Yu Qin's arms, and saw that his eyes were tearful, looking at himself pitifully, and suddenly felt that the root of his ear hurt even more.

"Ho... Ho... Whew..."

Lu Nanzhu, who smelled the smell of blood, suddenly became agitated, but the object of his madness was no longer Jiang Yu and them, but Yu He'an, who wanted to sneak forward while Jiang Yu was injured.

Yu He'an, who was engrossed in watching Jiang Yu's every move, approached Jiang Yu, who was still grinning in pain, and then heard a familiar voice sound, turned his head, and saw Lu Nanzhu dripping saliva on himself at the moment.

Taking a deep breath, Yu He'an forced himself to calm down, glanced back at Yu Qin, who was pale, and saw that he was desperately shaking his head to himself, Yu He'an immediately held his breath, if it wasn't for Yu Qin's reminder, he would have almost forgotten that he still had such a practice when he met the corpse.

The faint smell of blood spread all around, even though the ginger fish had already covered the wound with clothes, but the blood was like no money, and it kept flowing.

"Ho... Ho... Whew..."

Lu Nanzhu, who was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, stared at Jiang Yu, and even his white pupils seemed to have become different on weekdays, so dim and dull, he really looked like a dead man.

"Hmm-"

Gong Chengxuan, who was restrained, saw Lu Nanzhu walking towards Jiang Yu step by step, and he was so frightened that he was about to scream, but Yu Qin's hands were so strong that he couldn't move for half a minute except for moving his hands and feet.

Biting on the flesh of Yu Qin's palm, seeing that Yu Qin finally let go of his hand in pain, Gong Cheng Xuan didn't want to bite a hole on his index finger, obviously trembling in pain, but he still put his bleeding finger on his eyebrows.

"With my blood, hereby order, Shangcheng!"

Ignoring Yu Qin's scolding tone and the palm that slapped on top of his head, he bowed his head respectfully and began to murmur in a low voice.

Before arriving at the Bipolar Gate, only Dong Muxiao had the ability to be his enlightenment teacher in a group of them, reciting the mantra that had been silently recited thousands of times in his heart, Gong Chengxuan only felt empty in his heart, and then saw that a faint fluorescence began to emanate around him, and his heart was overjoyed.

"Master."

Shang Cheng appeared from the center of Gong Cheng Xuan's eyebrows, and a white light that was lighter in color than when Sikong appeared, and then he heard Shang Cheng reluctantly call Gong Cheng Xuan.

"Shangshangcheng, you save her."

Pointing his finger to Jiang Yu's position, Gong Xuan had both excitement and fear on his face, and took Shangcheng's hand and ran to Jiang Yu's side.

Half-corpse?

When he saw Lu Nanzhu, the surprise on Shangcheng's face flashed, he hadn't appeared for a long time, he didn't expect that there would be a god who could become a half-corpse in this era.

Thinking of the half-corpse he had seen before, Shang Cheng walked towards Yu Qin and them with Gong Chengxuan, who took his hand.

"Hey, you're ......"

"Don't worry, this is a half-corpse and won't eat people."

The tone was full of confidence, and Shangcheng came to Yu Qin and his party with a drop in his jaw with a compliment, and when he saw them looking at him as if they were juggling, he was suddenly a little dissatisfied in his heart.

"If you encounter such a trivial matter in the future, don't call me out, every time you call me, you will lose a drop of blood, don't wait until the corpse is killed, you will die because of excessive blood loss."

Squatted down and whispered to Gong Chengxuan about the importance of this heart's blood, and then saw Lu Nanzhu really pounce towards Jiang Yu.

"She's hurt?"

Seeing that Jiang Yu's left hand had never been put down, and Jiang Yu, who was slow to move because of Lu Nanzhu's constant attacks, Shang Cheng asked directly, and when he saw Gong Chengxuan and a few people nodding, Shang Cheng frowned, said a word of trouble, and then rushed towards Jiang Yu's direction.

Although the half-corpse is a god-like existence, half of the blood in the body still belongs to the corpse, and such a person has the advantage of not letting the real corpse swallow into the abdomen, but still retains the bad habit of the corpse that likes to gnaw on fresh flesh.

Seeing Shangcheng's lightning-fast movements, Yu He'an and the others were even more puzzled in their hearts, and they gathered together and whispered to discuss who this man who appeared out of thin air, completely forgetting what he was here for.

Jiang Yu, who was forced to retreat again and again, scolded secretly, and the short knife on his waist was pinched in his hand again, seeing that he was about to hit the tree trunk behind him, Jiang Yu had to grit his teeth and wave the knife at Lu Nanzhu.

'Bang-'

Looking at Lu Nanzhu who fell at his feet, Jiang Yu's attention was all on Shang Cheng's body, and when he saw that he still had that disgusted face, he smiled comfortably.