Chapter 118: Life hangs by a thread

The two sides began to fight, and the men in black surrounded the carriage. Ling Yuanchen rose from the sky, spun in the air, and waved a brilliant curtain of light, like a little star falling from the starry sky.

The light curtain extinguished the rainbow rays that shot from it, and resolved the nightmare of killing. Then the long sword swung out, and the dazzling sword light rushed straight up, like a brilliant silver dragon, as if it was about to connect with the lightning that fell from the sky.

Long Qing followed closely and drew his sword and jumped into the enemy's weakest interior. Only Uncle Li stayed in the carriage to protect Ling Xuan, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and his eyes could barely be opened. The two sides are fighting back and forth.

Ling Yuanchen and Long Qing stood back to back, and said at the same time, "Fight quickly, it's not good for us to drag it down." ”

The two of them attacked in one direction at the same time, seemingly giving their backs to the enemy, but they were not. When the two attacked the front, the man in black behind wanted to sneak attack from behind, but was caught off guard by the two who suddenly turned around.

The man in black lost several in an instant, which made the two relax a lot. The two of them leaned on their backs and gasped, "Yuanchen, how is it?" Do you want to compare one by one, and the rest of the people will see who kills more? ”

"Good"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Long Qing took five hidden weapons in his hand and shot at the same time, and he had already killed the two of them while the other party was not paying attention, and Ling Yuanchen did not show weakness.

Holding the sword, he rose from the ground on tiptoe, the long sword pulled out a sword flower in the air, and two men in black fell to the ground with the sword in hand. "Yes, Yuanchen, continue"

When there are many people in black, they can only involve the two of them, but they can't hurt people. At this time, there were several less, and within a while, only two men in black were still resisting stubbornly, and the remaining men in black were more or less injured, seeing that the task could not be completed. The two of them were not entangled and raised their swords to break themselves.

Long Qing sighed, "These people are dead-eyed, they are caught by us and there is still a way to live, they have to go to find death, it's really sad and lamentable, it's sad and lamentable." ”

Long Qing stepped forward to inspect the body, and couldn't help but sigh after reading it, "Tut-tut, this underground palace is really ghostly, from Huangshi Town to the capital, you can still hunt us down, I don't know, who is the master of this underground palace." Sending people to kill us like this, we need to do it as soon as possible, and we can't afford to spend too much time here. ”

Wen Mansion is destined to be sleepless tonight. Wen Ling was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and he was already drenched in rain and knelt on the floor of the ancestral hall. The cold penetrated from the floor to the bones, and I could only rub my hands left and right, rub my arms to keep warm, and gradually, I no longer just felt cold on the outside. The cold, piercing sensation spread from the inside out of the body.

It was so cold that it was suffocating, it was so painful that it was suffocating, and it was so painful that Wen Ling fell directly to the ground. I was so cold that I was weak, and I wanted to get up and go to the door to call someone, but I didn't have the strength anymore. can only crawl over little by little, every time he drags a little distance, Wen Ling has to stop and take a breath,

Almost, she was almost able to open the door and walk out, the extreme pain and cold made her gradually lose consciousness, and finally two steps away from the door, Wen Ling fainted.

Xiaolian here was also thrown into the firewood room because she was beaten fifty boards, but Huang Xinrou asked the nurse to bring her a few bedding and wound medicine. "Xiaolian, do you remember what your grandmother said to you on the first day you served the little lady?"

"I'm sorry, grandmother. Xiaolian shouldn't be left to Miss's temperament, but Miss has really suffered too many grievances. ”

"Miss's temperament, don't talk about you, even the lord and the lady don't necessarily care. Miss is doing this kind of thing in the future, you must report it to the lord and lady in time, have you heard?

Although the lord let people beat you today, but this futon was sent to you by Mrs. herself, and the little lady is still kneeling in the ancestral hall, you have to remember Mrs. This heart. ”

"Yes, grandmother, is she okay, miss?"

"Don't worry, the most favored person in the entire Wen Mansion is Miss Xiao, and at most she will be released tomorrow. Rest, I should go back to Miss. ”

Wen Jinyan and Huang Xinrou went back to the bedroom, but they couldn't sleep. "Madam, do you think we spoiled Ling'er too much, causing her to become bad, thinking that as long as we are here, she can do whatever she wants?"

"Master, you have to believe that Ling'er is not that kind of bad boy. She has a kind heart, but this time she may have pushed her too quickly. From the day she was rescued by Mr. Sun, I told myself.

must let her live a carefree life, and when she grows up, she will find a wishful husband, she doesn't need a good family background, as long as she likes to treat her well. But this time we didn't do it, let's let her out at dawn, and I'll take her with me later. ”

"Madam, rest first when it's late."

"No, I can't sleep, my daughter is still kneeling in the ancestral hall, how can I, a mother, sleep. I don't know if she's cold or hungry now. ”

Early in the morning, Huang Xinrou rushed to the door of the ancestral hall with the maid and servant, "Quick, open the door." ”

After the maid pushed the door open, she was so frightened by the scene inside that she took a big step back and exclaimed, "Ah~"

"What to do frizzy"

The little maid still covered her mouth, "Madam...... Miss...... Miss, she fainted. ”

"What did you say?" As soon as Huang Xinrou pushed the little maid away, she saw Wen Ling lying quietly on the floor, her face pale and bloodless.

Huang Xinrou's heart instantly turned cold, "Ah~ My Ling'er, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you!" ”

The moment Huang Xinrou's hand touched Wen Ling, the whole person was stunned. Wen Ling didn't feel the slightest bit of temperature on his body. Tentatively put his hand on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't feel much breath anymore, "Go find Mr. Sun and the master." ”

"Yes Madame"

Huang Xinrou was really frightened this time, and tears fell down in big pieces, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you, you answer your mother." Ling'er, you can't have anything, Ling'er, if something happens to you, how can you let your mother live. ”

At this time, the nurse brought a futon over. "Miss, quickly cover the little lady first."

Huang Xinrou hurriedly wrapped Wen Ling in a futon, "Ling'er, you answer your mother, your mother promised you, no matter what you do in the future, your mother will support you." In the future, whatever you do, your mother will rely on you, don't scare your mother. ”

Mr. Sun, Wen Jinyan and Wen Jinghan arrived almost at the same time. "Madam, you put the young lady down first, let Sun take a look first"

Huang Xinrou saw Mr. Sun as if she saw the backbone of the heart, touched her tears and stood up, and carefully put Wen Ling on the futon. "Mr. Sun, please, you must get her back. Rescue her at all costs. ”

"Madame", "Mother", "What's going on?" ”