Chapter 39: Meeting the Dead Again 1
The man in the fox mask looked up at the figure behind Elegy, hesitated for a moment, and then the man behind him said, "If you dare to hurt her again, I will kill this person." ā
At this moment, the person in the fox mask had the intention of stopping, but the next moment, the sword qi enveloped the sword body, and an afterimage appeared in front of Elegy, who almost thought that he was going to die tragically under the knife.
But a muffled snort interrupted it, and the person behind him was heard say, "Don't play tricks, I'm faster than you." ā
At this time, the fox masked man really withdrew his sword and took a step back.
But he also controls the elegy within the range of what can be killed lightly.
This sudden change of shape made Elegy even more curious about the person behind her, and she turned her head to look, and suddenly, her mind went blank. The person behind him was dressed in white and was quite conspicuous in the night, with a dazzling face, with light eyebrows, a cold face, and a sharp gaze that hit people's hearts.
Isn't this person Lu Han?
No, it should be Luo Yanchuan now.
Why is he here?
Elegy was surprised, her gaze seemed to be glued to the other person, and there was no other movement.
Luo Yanchuan was holding a man with a red black fox mask in his hand, and his sword was against the man's neck, and he only needed to swing it slightly, and he could easily hurt someone's life.
The man and the person in the silver-white fox mask were obviously in the same group, but the person wearing the red black fox mask was injured all over his body, and there was blood on his wrist, which kept dripping down his fingers.
"Let her go." The man in the silver-white fox mask spoke, listening to the voice, he was still a young man. Only then did Elegy realize that this person could speak.
Suddenly, the young man pointed a long sword at her chest again, with suppressed anger in his voice, and said to Luo Yanchuan: "Let go of her!" ā
Luo Yanchuan looked at the man coldly, his sword had already cut a bloody mark on the neck of the person in the red black fox mask, and his voice was cold to the extreme, "I said, if you dare to hurt her even the slightest, I will kill her." ā
"You're not afraid I'll kill her?" The young man is not a fool, of course he can't let it go obediently, he exerts force in his hands, the sword qi envelops the sword body, he only needs to wave lightly, and there will be an extra blood hole in the body of the elegy.
Just as the man was about to exert his strength, a cough interrupted him.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem" The man in the red black mask coughed violently, and a lot of blood flowed from under the mask.
Obviously, this person has been injured a lot, and if he is not treated in time, he is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.
The young man was nervous for a moment, and his sword qi retreated.
"If you let her go, I'll let this person go." Luo Yanchuan said.
There were hostages on both sides, and at this time, this mention yƬ was undoubtedly the best, and the young man was also a little moved, he hesitated to glance at the elegy, and then at the person in the red black mask, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the person in the red and black mask.
"Ahem, don't be stupid, now that Ahem lets her go, I'll go back and die!" It turned out that the crimson mask was a woman, probably about the same age as the person in the silver mask.
Luo Yanchuan frowned, and gave the woman a blow with his backhand, and then the person completely fainted.
"Don't talk so much about the wounded!" Luo Yanchuan looked at the woman in the red black mask and frowned, then looked up at the young man, "I only say my words once, it's up to you whether you agree or not, but what to do with you after that is up to me." ā
This obviously put the young man in a dilemma, and he was shaken by the words of Luo Yanchuan and the woman, and hesitated which side to listen to.
Elegy was all too familiar with this kind of scene, and she had seen Luo Yanchuan treat his enemies like this countless times.
Playing psychological tactics, no one can play Luo Yanchuan.
"I don't have time for you to swing, I'll count to five, and if you don't have an answer, I'll answer for you." Lu Han's face was calm, on the contrary, the young man with the mask, no one knew what kind of expression was under the mask.
"One!" The young man clenched his sword and looked at the woman crampedly, but the woman had already been knocked unconscious by Luo Yanchuan and couldn't answer him at all.
"Two!"
"Three! Four! ā
At the back, the interval is getting shorter and shorter, which undoubtedly gives people huge psychological pressure, and with the arrival of the last number that is about to come out, Luo Yanchuan waved his long sword, and it seemed that he was going to cut the woman under the sword.
In the blink of an eye, the young man stopped, his hands holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and said, "I let her go, on the contrary," he said, pointing to the woman who had passed out and said, "You should also let her go." ā
Luo Yanchuan smiled slightly, "Wise decision." ā
He placed the woman on the ground and said to the young man, "Let her come." ā
"You're going to go backwards!" The young man was very jealous of Lu Han. He was afraid that once the elegy passed, Luo Yanchuan would directly stab the woman.
"And how do I know if you're going to make up for her in the back?" Luo Yanchuan shook his head, "We compromised, we both put the sword back into the sheath, you come over, I go over." ā
This method can prevent the other party from secretly mending the knife. The young man thought for a moment, nodded, and retracted his sword from its sheath.
Just when the two met, the young man's hand flashed, and the elegy's heart tightened, and he said in his heart that this person was cheating, and hurriedly said to Luo Yanchuan: "He cheats!" ā
Ke Luo Yanchuan is not a good person, almost at the same time as the young man drew his sword, even faster, pulled out the sword, and the two long swords collided together, making a crisp sound.
The young man secretly hated: "You are really a despicable villain! ā
Luo Yanchuan said coolly: "Each other." ā
The kung fu of the two of them was first-class, and they were surprisingly fast, and they saw that the two long swords were like silver dragons, biting each other in the air, the sword light and sword shadows, and the sword qi left several cracks on the ground.
The young man was afraid of hurting the woman on the ground, so he stopped at the point, took out a few darts in his arms, and shot them at the elegy, and Luo Yanchuan took an arrow step and knocked them all to the ground with his sword.
When he turned back, the young man and the woman on the ground were gone.
Luo Yanchuan withdrew his sword and smiled coldly, "It's quite fast." ā
When he turned back again, he saw Elegy squinting at him.
"What kind of eyes are you?" Luo Yanchuan pretended to smile lightly, but was distressed to find that what really made him tricky had just begun now.
"Why are you in Luo City? Lu Han or Luo Yanchuan? Elegy clutched his bleeding arm, his face pale, showing signs of excessive blood loss, but his eyes were full of indifference, as if the worry he had just revealed was just an illusion.
Luo Yanchuan shook his head and sighed, "Don't you know who I am?" Now is not the time to let me see your wounds. ā
As he spoke, he stepped forward to look at Elegy's arm, but was dodged by Elegy, and she persistently continued to ask, "Why are you in Luo Cheng?" ā
Because of the attitude of the elegy, the smile on Luo Yanchuan's face also faded, and he said lightly: "I came with you, can't I?" ā
No, of course not! A voice in Elegy's heart said loudly.
Why did this person still have the face to appear in front of her, since he could watch her being sent to Xingtai and marry another woman that day, what reason did he have to follow her?
For Luo Yanchuan, she is full of hatred.
It was he who brought her back from the battlefield and made her taste more pain than death.
What reason does such a person have to appear in front of her and show aggrieved eyes?