The big mouse obviously wanted to tease Ye Ling, just with these simple martial arts moves, every time he was about to slash Ye Ling with a big knife, he quickly turned the big knife and slashed at the vulnerable place of his body with the back of the knife, Ye Ling was tricked by him like a lost dog. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Ling, who grinned in pain, didn't even have a chance to resist, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, struggling powerlessly. Seeing Ye Ling's embarrassment, the big mouse's heart, which was originally as deep as an ancient well, began to become excited.

He seemed to enjoy the process of abusing Ye Ling extremely much!

Ye Ling's chest was agitated violently, and he was out of breath for a while. He glanced at the wooden tree beside him, threw his longbow to his shoulder, hugged the trunk with both hands, kicked his legs repeatedly, and quickly climbed to the top of the tree.

The big mouse sneered, stood under the tree and looked up at Ye Ling a few times, his right leg kicked a few legs under the big tree, and for a while, a large number of fallen leaves fell from the crown like a ceiling flower, but Ye Ling was steady on it, and there was no tendency to fall, his face suddenly became angry, "Okay, you kid has a kind, since you don't come down, then I have to take this girl under the knife." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Zhao Bingling next to him with a fierce look, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't mean to pity the jade at all.

Zhao Bingling looked at the big mouse who came like a grim reaper, a little hot sweat broke out on her smooth face, her originally clear eyes began to show a trace of dead ashes, and her big tears fell like beads of broken threads, her weak body subconsciously took a few steps back, her legs staggered, and she fell to the ground, "Brother Ling!" ”

Zhao Bingling's helpless call sounded like a sharp knife in Ye Ling's ears, piercing deep into his heart. His eyes widened and he shouted, "No! As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed straight towards Zhao Bingling.

The big mouse ignored Ye Ling's angry shouting, and the big knife in his hand was mixed with a fierce wind, and slashed towards Zhao Bingling's head.

Hearing the sound of "bang", the clothes on Ye Ling's back were cut in an instant, and a two-inch-long hideous knife was revealed on his back.

Ye Ling screamed, the corners of his mouth twitched because of the severe pain, and the hot sweat on his face quickly emerged from his pores like a spring.

He didn't care about the heart-rending pain in his back, shrank his body, hugged Zhao Bingling in his arms, and rolled away.

Zhao Bingling's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Ling blankly, her pale face was slightly flushed, and a trace of warmth appeared in her heart, she hugged Ye Ling's body tightly with both hands, as if she didn't want to leave this warm embrace. For a moment, she had forgotten that the two of them were still in an extremely dangerous situation.

Ye Ling flipped up from the ground, and hurriedly helped Zhao Bingling up, at the same time, a heart-wrenching pain on his back hit Ye Ling's brain like waves, he touched the wound on his back, and a hot stinging pain instantly invaded outward.

This seemed to arouse the ferocity in Ye Ling's blood, and he roared angrily at the big mouse with a leisurely face, and there was a faint hint of wolf howling in his voice.

At this time, he began to ignore the injuries in his back, he touched the two arrows of the quiver, and then quickly pulled out one of them, put the arrow on the bow, and quickly aimed at the big mouse in one go.

The big mouse raised the big knife in his hand, looked at the blood on the tip of the knife, and laughed, "I didn't expect you kid to like to be a flower messenger, okay, I'll send you to hell now to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate." After speaking, the big mouse half-held the big knife and rushed towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and looked at the big mouse with sharp eyes. He flicked the bowstring in his hand, and then quickly drew an arrow and shot it. The two arrows seemed to line up in a straight line, and they shot at the big rat like lightning.

The big mouse sneered, and the momentum was stunned, and the big knife in his hand waved again and again.

There was a crisp metal handover sound, and an arrow was shot down and stuck diagonally on the ground.

Just as he was about to catch another arrow, he saw that the other arrow was hiding behind the previous arrow, and it had already deceived the big mouse's chest!

The big mouse's eyes widened, and a thick look of horror flashed on his face, and he wanted to dodge, but it was obviously too late, and the arrow "swished" through his heart.

The big mouse's face was full of incredulity, he lowered his head to look at the arrow in his chest, and as soon as the big knife in his hand was released, he wanted to pull it out with his free hand. However, the flying arrows had already penetrated his heart and lungs at this time, and even if the Da Luo Immortal came, I am afraid that he would not be able to save him.

His body twitched violently a few times, and then his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Ye Ling's body was paralyzed, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily. Zhao Bingling saw that the big mouse was dead, so he didn't pay attention to it, and hurriedly trotted over, intending to check Ye Ling's injuries.

Ye Ling seemed to realize something, he propped his hands on the ground and sat up from the ground, "I will do this later." After speaking, he picked up the two arrows that had fallen to the ground just now, and ran quickly in the direction where Zhao Yu had escaped just now, Zhao Bingling put away the porcelain bottle in his hand, hesitated, and then quickly followed.

In a mountain forest not far away, the pigtail shouted angrily, and the big knife was mixed with a fierce wind, slashing downward, with the potential to split Zhao Yu in half.

Zhao Yu put the big knife in his hand to the top of his head, and a crisp sound sounded with a "bell", the two knives met, and several sparks jumped out of the knife.

Zhao Yu only felt a tearing sensation coming from the mouth of the sword-wielding tiger, he snorted, his body swayed, and jumped to the side.

The little pigtail showed a look of surprise on his face, but the big knife in his hand did not drag the mud and water at all, and he flicked Zhao Yu backhand, straight towards his neck.

Zhao Yu's eyes were furious, and a large piece of cold air came out of him, and his white hair fluttered like snow. He held his knife to his chest to protect his neck, and then kicked his legs to the ground, intending to get out of the way.

The pigtail's face shook a few times, the sneer rose, and the knife in his hand sped up a few points.

A burst of sky-high momentum came from the junction of the two knives, Zhao Yu "poofed" and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down like catkins.

The pigtail breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then walked towards Zhao Yu playfully, "It's strange that you kid can turn white like a trick, but it doesn't matter, you weren't trampled to death by me like an ant in the end!" ”

A trace of fear flashed in the depths of Zhao Yu's pupils, and he subconsciously slowly rubbed back with his limbs.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard a sound of breaking the air from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, a black dot rushed towards his heart.

The pigtail subconsciously squatted to dodge it, and when he just squatted down, there was a "poof" sound, and an arrow was inserted into his neck.

The pupils of the pigtail shrank suddenly, his legs went limp, and he knelt straight on the ground, leaned forward, fell to the ground and swung a few times, and then did not move.

"Brother Yu." Zhao Bingling shouted at Zhao Yu in fear, and ran towards Zhao Yu desperately. Ye Ling let out a long breath and chased after him quickly.

Zhao Yu struggled to get up from the ground, coughed loudly a few times, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Zhao Bingling gently patted Zhao Yu's back a few times, and asked about Zhao Yu's injury again and again, and only after learning that he was okay did the worry on his face ease.

Ye Ling pointed to Zhao Yu's white hair, frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Zhao, how did your hair become like this?" ”

"It's nothing, it will be back to the way it was soon, don't worry." Zhao Yu glanced at the white hair that was scattered over his shoulders, and said indifferently, it seemed that he was no longer surprised by such a thing.

Ye Ling saw that Zhao Yu didn't want to talk much about his hair, so he didn't ask too much, "Let's leave quickly, I'm afraid it's not safe here now." ”

Zhao Bingling pointed to the knife wound on Ye Ling's back, and a trace of worry appeared on his face, "Then your wound, why don't you take some medicine here first." ”

"I'm afraid the four bandits who left just now will come back, if they really come back, we will be in trouble, this little injury is fine, I can still resist it." Ye Ling endured the pain, smiled at Zhao Bingling, then pointed his finger, and continued, "The wolf tooth bandits just now came from that direction, they should have come to investigate those black cloud bandits who slipped through the net, and the probability of encountering bandits again in that direction should be smaller, let's go over there." ”

After speaking, Ye Ling took the lead and led the way in front quickly.

Zhao Yu glanced at the shocking knife edge behind Ye Ling, his cold face softened slightly, he frowned, and then followed Zhao Bingling.