Zhou Weizhao firmly grasped her hand, and used his arm, which had been injured by a poisoned arrow and was now not yet healed, to tightly hold Song Chuyi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He snorted, his legs were tightly clamped between the horse's belly, his left hand pressed his right arm, and he suddenly lifted Song Chuyi up and put him on the horse, and cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

The wind in Jinbei hit her face, as if there were countless small thorns piercing into her skin, and Song Chuyi, who was in pain, was relieved after a long time, she stared at her hand with some surprise, and didn't understand why she could trust Zhou Weizhao so unreservedly for no reason.

It's not that she doesn't remember how to trust people, although she suffered the pain of believing the wrong person in her previous life, and got an unforgettable lesson, but since she was reborn, she has been trying very hard to believe in the people who released kindness to her, grandfather, grandmother, uncle and eldest brother, she has been trying very hard to convince herself to believe in them.

But they are her relatives, Zhou Weizhao is nothing to her, but she has never doubted his words at all, and now at the moment of life and death, he asked her to let go, and she let go without hesitation, although she knew that it was very likely that she would fall off the carriage and break her head and bleed.

Song Chuyi didn't have time to continue to investigate the reason for this, Zhou Weizhao had already loosened the reins, reluctantly reined in the horse, jumped off the horse first, and then reached out to pull Song Chuyi.

A trace of scarlet came out of his right arm, Song Chuyi saw it with sharp eyes, snorted lightly, and saw Zhou Weizhao seem to be sitting on the ground out of strength, she squatted down with the strength of Zhou Weizhao's hand, only to find that Zhou Weizhao had scars on his back and hands, he was still wearing a robe with a purple eight-treasure pattern, and the blood was only a black patch, and he couldn't see it if he didn't look carefully, he was already injured when he just reached out to save himself......

She was hanging between life and death just now, almost forgetting that the person in front of her had also been seriously injured and had only been recuperating for a few days, she looked at his pale face and dry lips, and then looked at the blood that was constantly seeping out of his shoulder, and for the first time felt a little panicked and a little flustered.

She has always felt that she can repay this favor, but how can she repay such a life-saving grace?

The wind in Jindi was too dry, she had just hit it in the carriage again, and now when she loosened up, she realized that she was also covered with injuries, and her face was stinging badly, but she couldn't take care of these for the time being, Zhou Weizhao's arm was still bleeding, she tried her best to stabilize her mind, and her voice, which had always been deliberately suppressed, finally changed her tone: "Your Highness, I'll take you back!" ”

At this moment, a strong wind was blowing from behind, and Song Chuyi's hot ears almost seemed to have been affected by the gust of wind, and before she had time to look back, she was pulled by Zhou Weizhao's hand violently, and then rolled a few times on the spot, she looked back hurriedly, and saw the trilemma appeared behind her like a ghost----- the gust of wind just now was brought out by him when he pounced in front of her.

Qing Zhuo and Han Feng also moved very fast, one left and one right flew up to entangle the three difficulties, this little monk didn't know how to raise, the age was clearly a few years younger than Qing Zhuo Hanfeng, but the martial arts of a body were practiced very well, barefoot, but the kick on the person was like a steel and iron bone, the strength was amazing, Qing Zhuo was kicked on the shoulder, only felt like he had hit the iron plate, and he took several steps back, his throat was itchy, and he spit out a mouthful of blood foam when he opened his mouth.

The purpose of the trilemma is not him, the huge and round Buddha beads wrapped around his wrist were almost deformed by him, he suddenly turned around and rushed straight towards Song Chuyi and Zhou Weizhao on the ground----- he has already exposed his identity, if he doesn't kill these four people here today, the crime of raising the dead soldiers of King Duan in Huangjue Temple is enough to make everyone in Huangjue Temple suffer a catastrophe, and the master must not lose in his hands after so many years of hard work.

Zhou Weizhao reacted very quickly, and when he saw that he turned around, he had already jumped up with all his might, and when the palm wind of the trilemma arrived, he could bend down to avoid it, and slid behind the trilemma like a fish.

Han Feng had already protected Song Chuyi under Zhou Weizhao's signal, holding the sword in his hand, with a solemn expression on his face----- this little monk in front of him was really a bit evil, and his kung fu was even more refined than those of them who had been practicing martial arts on Dragon and Tiger Mountain since childhood. But now His Royal Highness is still injured, and there is another Miss Song Liu, who doesn't know martial arts, in ......

Fortunately, the scene did not stalemate for too long, and the trilemma also knew that there was no time left, if he waited for the pursuers to catch up, even if he was powerful in martial arts, after all, three punches were difficult to defeat four hands, so he could only take advantage of the current quick victory.

He pounced on Han Feng, his ruthless moves were all killers, especially those feet, when he stepped on a person, it seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Han Feng was good at light skills, but in front of this little monk, he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't parry it at all.

Zhou Weizhao and Qing Zhuo attacked left and right, and the three difficulties had to turn around and turn around to deal with Zhou Weizhao and Qing Zhuo, although he knew that Zhou Weizhao was good at martial arts, but he didn't expect that he could still fight like this after being poisoned and injured, and it was a little difficult to deal with three people at once.

At this moment, Ye Jingchuan also came with someone behind, and when he saw Zhou Weizhao and Song Chuyi from a distance, he shouted first.

The three difficulties turned back and saw him, his face suddenly turned gray, he had already lured Song Chuyi and Zhou Weizhao out alone, if he had more people, and fewer people in those three roads and temples, it would have been done now. It's a pity that it's hard to support alone, and it's a pity that it falls short...... If the gods and Buddhas want to do this, he can't do it.

He raised his hand, and Zhou Weizhao's sword stabbed into his chest at once, but he didn't reach out to block it, but slashed his face, and he used it extremely hard, and after a while, his face was already bloody and blurry.

Then he struggled back away from Zhou Weizhao's sword, clutched his chest, stumbled onto the horse that Qing Zhuo had ridden when he came just now, and jumped off the cliff with the horse without hesitation.

This change happened in a moment, no one thought that he would suddenly harm himself, Qing Zhuo and Han Feng's movements were a little slower, this hesitant effort, the trilemma and the horse had disappeared from their sight together.

Ye Jingchuan, who came later, also saw this scene in his eyes, and was a little shocked for a while, and he didn't know what to do. It wasn't until the trilemma finally disappeared that he wanted to rush over to take a look.

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