Chapter 16: Speak Well
Luo Li cautiously pushed Qishuang's elbow forward with the tips of his fingers, for fear of getting the mess on Qishuang's body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After that, he said to Bai Rufeng, "Can we discuss it?" ā
The white jade flute tapped lightly on his hand, and Sven said, "Yes." ā
Luo Li smiled in a friendly manner, and then first reached behind Qishuang's ears to block the messy hair that was still dripping with egg yolks, and then stretched out his head to lean his face and asked in a low voice, "What do you think we should do?" ā
Qishuang only felt that her ears were suddenly hot and itchy, and she couldn't help but shiver.
But his eyes were always looking at Bai Rufeng on the other side, his mouth opened and closed slightly, and he couldn't see movement outside, but the teeth inside were constantly opening and closing, and the voice also came into Luo Li's ears, it was ventriloquism!
"According to my idea, follow them, and then end their lair, so as not to be chased and killed by them all the way in the future. You must know that even the butcher, who was once known as the number one in the world, was attacked by the jade-faced fox Qiao Linglong when he was napping and was beaten half to death! ā
Luo Li nodded quietly and said, "I didn't expect that you are quite ruthless." ā
As he spoke, he sat up straight again, "However, you are right, the people in the rivers and lakes, even the monk's hands are stained with blood. ā
"Two, but have you discussed?" Bai Rufeng saw that the two were separated, so he asked.
Luo Li nodded, "It's been discussed." ā
"And what the result?" The white eyes hanging from the wind picked up again.
"The result... Luo Li said and pulled a long note, grabbed the reins without a trace, and Qishuang had already followed his words and said, "Forgive me!" ā
As the words fell, Xiaohong ran forward violently, and Qishuang shook his hand and waved it back, and at the same time, there were five thorn iron balls in his hand, each of which was only the size of a pearl.
And Luo Li had already taken a step to the side of her body, let go of the place, grabbed the reins with his hand and pulled hard, and then threw forward, hitting the green jade flute that Bai Rufeng was about to point at Qishuang's body.
Bai Rufeng's hand holding the flute flickered, and he glanced at Luo Li, still Sven.
Qishuang's backward hand pressed on the horse's back behind Luo Li, his wrist straightened upward, and the whole person flung his legs and flew up from the horse.
With a strong wind on his legs and a few tea leaves between his skirts, he also turned into a sharp weapon and flew out.
The white jade flute was instantly held horizontally, and a little on Qishuang's leg, and he took advantage of the momentum to fly backwards.
Qishuang had already turned his wrist, and after throwing his foot in a semicircle on Xiaohong's side, he sat on the horseback again, but this time the position in front of him was given to Luo Li.
It was only at this time that there was a sound of smashing the ground behind him, and I saw that the row of black-clothed people were all short blades standing in front of them, but a hole appeared on each short blade, and behind the hole was the thorny iron ball thrown out by Qishuang before.
At this time, the five thorny iron balls all pierced into the forehead of the man in black, half of them were gone, and the blood was being kept out, all of them were dead.
There was a "clang", and a cloth sign fell to the ground, on which were a few pieces of broken tea leaves.
And on this blood-stained long street, there was an extremely abrupt melodious flute sound that did not match.
The flute sounded, and the two people on horseback shook each other.
Luo Li glared, looked at the white wind on the signboard of the word "wine" standing in front of a tavern in front of him, and said, "Suppress the enemy with sound, be small... ā
Before he finished speaking, he only felt two palms exhaling to his cheeks from behind, and two things were stuffed into his ears respectively, and for a moment, the world was silent.
Luo Li couldn't help but be a little stunned, Qi Shuang had already patted him on the shoulder, and then stepped on it again, taking advantage of Xiaohong's forward momentum, he swung his sword and slashed towards Bai Rufeng.
Before the person arrived, the sword wind had already floated the long white hair back excitedly.
Bai Rufeng's hanging eyes were about to stand up, and he looked at Qishuang who was not affected at all in shock, and even his hand stopped moving for a while, and the mouth of the flute was already uncontrollably open.
It wasn't until Qishuang's long sword cut off his flute and pressed the tip of the sword against his throat that he reacted with his arm holding the two severed flutes hanging down.
"You! How can it not be affected in the slightest!! "Sven, who has always been maintained by Bai Rufeng, is gone, looking lost and depressed, as if he has been abandoned and deceived by the world, so pitiful.
"Because you're too weak!" Qishuang said unceremoniously, and his hand was sent forward, and the tip of the sword pierced into it, and blood began to flow out.
But Bai Rufeng had been hit by Qishuang's words and couldn't feel the pain, his pupils suddenly widened and then shook like an earthquake, and finally the hanging tips of his eyes drooped, and there was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.
"It's because I'm not good at learning." Bai Rufeng lowered his head sadly as he spoke, and the tip of the sword stretched out a little more.
Qishuang was a little stunned, looking at the clear teardrops that slid down Bai Rufeng's face, and suddenly a trace of guilt welled up in his heart, as if he had bullied him.
"What are you crying about?" Qishuang asked embarrassedly, and retracted the hand holding the sword.
Bai Rufeng didn't reply, only cried louder and louder, and the more sad he became.
Qishuang had no choice but to take the sword back, otherwise, without waiting for her to do it, this white wind could really cry to death.
She put away the sword, and Bai Rufeng cried even harder, standing and crying was not enjoyable, she just hugged her knees and squatted, buried her head and cried, and the whole person who cried was twitching and twitching.
After Qishuang's hand holding the sword trembled, he took it back, and looked at Luo Li, who was waiting below, who didn't know what to do.
Luo Li glanced ahead, Qishuang nodded, and then glanced at Bai Rufeng, who was crying, and then ignored him, and flew to the horse.
"He's here to kill us, isn't he?" As soon as he sat down, Qishuang asked a little dazedly.
"Well, that's right." Luo Li said, patted Xiaohong's back, and the two of them walked away.
"Then what is he crying about?" Qishuang still couldn't figure it out, and looked puzzled.
"Perhaps, the past came to my heart in an instant, love and hate have not stopped, but this life will be closed~"
"You speak well to me!" Qishuang raised her hand and slapped the back of Luo Li's head as she spoke, and then asked comfortably, "Where are you going now?" ā
Luo Li rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Lead you to a good place." ā
"It's just you, you can still go to good places." Qishuang sneered, but did not put forward a negative opinion, and walked forward like this for a while, a gust of wind blew, Qishuang couldn't help but sniff, and then frowned and lowered his head to smell himself.
Smelling this, this sourness, Qishuang pursed her lips, raised her hand and patted Luo Li's shoulder, "I need an inn!" Immediately! Right away! ā