Bai Wanzhou has always eaten soft rather than hard, but seeing Nangong Cheng's compassionate expression, he couldn't help but soften his heart, so he didn't continue to push him.

Comforting the helpless patient's family is also within the scope of work.

The bell on the handlebar jingled and dingdong, and the crisp sound floated all the way, and Nangong Cheng hugged Bai Wanzhou all the way.

didn't refuse at first, and it was not good to refuse later, Bai Wanzhou was hugged by her and her body stiffened, and she was scolding in her heart, and the car stopped.

Bai Wanzhou hurriedly pushed Nangong Cheng, "Hey, it's here, can you let go?" ”

Nangong Cheng was slightly stunned, "No, at most half of the way." ”

The carriage had only walked for a while, and it was impossible to get to the Huai Wang's Mansion.

"Why did the car stop?" Bai Wanzhou rubbed her sour shoulders, thinking to herself that Nangong Cheng's head didn't look big, why was it so heavy.

"It's normal for a horse to be disobedient and pause." The scent of grass on Bai Wanzhou's body smelled very good, and Nangong Cheng was willing to walk in the carriage for a while.

Bai Wanzhou also felt that the air in the carriage was a little ambiguous, and moved a little to the side quietly. I hate it, it's winter, why are you still sweating.

Nangong Cheng took in her small movements, and did not come to her side again, the two of them were quiet, as if waiting for the carriage to restart, and they had their own thoughts.

After waiting for a while, I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.

Even if the horse loses its temper, it won't stop for so long.

Bai Wanzhou glanced at Nangong Cheng, and Nangong raised his voice and shouted to the handlebar, "What's the matter?" ”

There was no response.

Nangong Cheng immediately tensed his body, put his index finger against Bai Wanzhou's lips with one hand, signaled her not to speak, touched the soft sword at his waist with the other hand, and shouted casually, "Does this beast refuse to move again?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already lifted the curtain at a galloping speed.

The moment he lifted the curtain, several cold arrows whizzed towards him.

He was not in a hurry, with a draw of the soft sword, he rolled up all the cold arrows, raised his hand, and returned them intact.

Bai Wanzhou couldn't see the situation outside, only heard a few muffled snorts, followed by the sound of her body falling to the ground.

Nangong Cheng only said, "Get down!" It shot like an arrow.

The sound of the beating of blades was heard in close combat.

Bai Wanzhou had never seen this posture on the battlefield in Iraq, squatting in the car with her head in her hands, not daring to move, praying in her heart that nothing would happen to the birdman.

I don't know how long it took, but all the noise outside finally died down, and there was silence again.

Bai Wanzhou's body trembled slightly, she wanted to go out but didn't dare, but Nangong Cheng never came back, and she was never at ease.

took out an anesthetic needle from the medicine box as a self-defense weapon, mustered up courage, and finally lifted the curtain.

The first thing that caught my eye was the handlebar style leaning crookedly on the edge of the car, and I saw a short sword stuck in his eyebrows, bleeding from seven holes, and his two eyes were still open in horror, maintaining the posture before his death.

Bai Wanzhou expected that there would definitely be casualties, but she didn't expect it to be so tragic.

The archers are too ruthless! has already shot to someone else's vital point, and the arrow has been quenched with poison.

Bai Wanzhou jumped out of the carriage and found that the carriage was driven in a narrow alley, in which seven or eight corpses were lying horizontally, all dressed in black and masked, all of whom had died by cutting their throats with a sword.

After looking around, I didn't see Nangong Cheng.

Bai Wanzhou couldn't help but be a little anxious, and couldn't care about Nangong Cheng's instructions, so she shouted at the top of her voice, "Nangong Cheng!" Nangong Cheng! ”

For the first time, I can't wait to see him so much!

The only answer to her was an echo.

Bai Wanzhou stepped on the corpse and stumbled all the way out of the alley, "Birdman! Where are you! ”

It was late at night, and under the curfew, Bai Wanzhou's voice echoed in the empty streets and alleys, and she felt panicked when she heard it.

There was no one on the stone street outside the narrow alley, Bai Wanzhou gasped, where did Nangong Cheng go?

Dead or alive!

Bai Wanzhou had never been so scared, she didn't expect that she would rely on Nangong Cheng so much one day.

When he was there, she felt that the sky was falling and someone was carrying it, and when he was gone, she realized how godless she was.

"Birdman, where the hell did you die? Come out and say yes! Bai Wanzhou shouted, her voice was hoarse, and she cried, "No, no, you don't want to die!" ”

Just as she was wiping her nose, a hand suddenly grabbed her arm.

She was so frightened that she stabbed the anesthetic needle backwards with her backhand, and pushed it directly in, regardless of the position it was pierced.

There was a low murmur behind him, and the familiar scent of ambergris penetrated into his nostrils.

Bai Wanzhou turned around suddenly.

Nangong Cheng!

He leaned against the blind spot on the corner of the alley, all the time behind her.

Bai Wanzhou was happy and angry, clenched his fist and beat him on the chest a few times, "Why don't you make a sound!" Isn't that fun?! ”

Her mood swings were so great that she didn't notice that Nangong Cheng's face was sickly pale.

"Don't make a fuss, let me lean for a while." Nangong Cheng closed his eyes slightly, and his voice was rarely soft, like a well-behaved sheep.

Only then did Bai Wanzhou realize that something was wrong with him, "Are you okay?" ”

"What could happen?"

"Then why do you look so bad?"

"It's tiring to kill eight people in a row."

Bai Wanzhou suddenly remembered the eight corpses in the alley, all of which were his handiwork.

She knew that his martial arts were very good, but she never thought that he would be so murderous without blinking, so the mood that she was eager to find him suddenly shook down and turned into a few wisps of fear that crept into her heart.

She took two steps back, tripped over something, and looked down to see that it was Nangong Cheng's soft sword.

People who practice martial arts care most about their own weapons, especially Nangong Cheng, his soft sword is wrapped around his waist at any time, and at this moment he actually fell to the ground and let others trample on it, it seems that he is really tired.

Nangong Cheng opened his eyes, his eyes were far away, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Bai Wanzhou hesitated for a moment before saying, "You can leave a few live mouths to interrogate slowly." ”

A far-fetched smile tugged at the corner of Nangong Cheng's mouth, "The sword has no eyes, I am willing to spare their lives, they may not be merciful to you and me." ”

Bai Wanzhou was speechless, because what Nangong Cheng said was the truth, the eight masters plus the secret weapon of quenching poison, the man in black came for their lives.

"Come here." Nangong Cheng said suddenly.

Bai Wanzhou didn't know why, "What? ”

"Lend me back."

Nangong Cheng's voice became lower and lower, and before Bai Wanzhou could react, his body had already leaned forward softly.