Lin Fu has never been hit by an arrow in his two lives, and he has suffered this degree of heartache. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info has practiced martial arts for so many years, although he has suffered a little bit of flesh and skin, but he has not been so exaggerated and injured his bones.

At this time, he was hit by an arrow on the ground, his legs were numb, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.

This crossbow bolt has poison on it!! Lin Fu reacted instantly, although he didn't know what kind of poison it was, but the silky true qi that he had controlled at will for many years instantly slowed down sharply, and there must be an article on this crossbow arrow!

Fortunately, he still retained his senses, and no matter how painful he was, he didn't let go of the saber in his hand.

The little prince sent a few guards to expel those crossbowmen, whether they can be caught or not, whether they can be killed or not is secondary, and the most important thing at this time is to save Lin Fu.

As long as the thief in front of him is caught and his identity is confirmed, the promoter behind the scenes will definitely not be able to escape.

That's the main thing, these crossbowmen are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and it's not a pity to die. Wait until you find out who is behind the scenes, and then settle the ledger with them.

Therefore, the little prince did not pause at all, and after sending the guards to drive away the crossbowmen, he came straight to these two people.

This distance is less than ten seconds at most, and the distance of dozens of meters, Xiao Wang Ye can rush to his side to save himself in less than ten seconds.

But is it really too late?

Lin Fu fell to the ground with an arrow, and the thief stepped on Lin Fu's sword with an arrow step for the first time.

Kobayashi Gongzi was only half a grade above him, and he lacked experience in the rivers and lakes, he was accidentally poisoned, and his internal force was blocked, and at this moment the sword was trampled under his feet, and his right foot and right leg were hit by an arrow respectively.

If you want to fight head-on, but you can't draw your sword, how can you fight it? Do you use the body of the flesh and the sword of the hundred refining treasures to fight hard? He doesn't know if the grandmaster can do it, this is the first person under the grandmaster, and Mu Qingzhu will definitely not be able to do it.

Want to run? I was hit by an arrow in the leg and poisoned in my body, how could I run away???

Through the mask, Lin Fu felt the mocking smile on the other party's face, and it seemed that this thief had also seen that he was exhausted.

At this moment, the thief also understands in his heart that this matter is irreparable, no matter whether he can run away or not, whether his master will be exposed, the matter has come to this point, how can he kill this obstructive Xiaolin Gongzi!

Now that he has made up his mind, he no longer cares about the little prince who is rushing over, the foot that stepped on Lin Fu's sword stood steadily, his left foot stepped on Lin Fu viciously, raised the scimitar in his hand, slashed down, and laughed wildly, "Go die!" ”

Lin Fu had never suffered such humiliation and pain in his life, but he had no time to be angry.

He is facing the moment of life and death for the first time, the biggest predicament since the crossing, the things that have been bothering him day and night and making him uneasy in his heart really happened at this moment, he thought that the things of the year have passed, but now there are really people who want to let him die!!

Lin Fu's whole body trembled violently slightly, he had a lot of things on his mind in this short moment, he didn't know if this group of thieves was the same group of people who killed his parents?

Do you regret it? Don't regret it, if you go through the feudal dynasty once, you don't even dare to come to the capital, and you can't live a little style, what is the difference between it and death? It's just that he died too quickly.

He didn't know what he would do if he died on his own, what would the fairy sister do, she had nothing left.

But who isn't? Lin Fu thought a little self-deprecatingly. What else do I have? Sister Fairy has become a chivalrous girl, what else do I have?

I have met a lot of people when I came to this world, who is the same as the fairy sister, who simply likes herself and cares about herself?

Ye Wangye, the little prince, the crown prince, and even the emperor. They are all good to themselves, but they have different reasons. Some of them are because of the events of the past, and some of them are because of the use value they show today.

His own uncle, sister and brother? I don't know, he doesn't know for sure, but he always feels that they just regard themselves as the new hope of the sparse Lin family.

Even if it is not Lin Fu who comes back, but Lin Daiyu, Lin Qingxia, Lin Junjie, or Lin Xinru, as long as it is from their Lin family, there must be no difference, right?

Even the fairy sister, because she is the son of Lin Yuan and Liu Pheasant, she has always loved the little general who died on the day she crossed over. And not yourself.

Thinking of this, Lin Fu was a little disheartened, he had already decided to give up, the little prince was still twenty or thirty meters away from him, and the knife in front of him had been raised to the highest point, and there was nothing left to save his fate before it fell.

My own journey is really a wretch, I am afraid of dying for more than ten years, and because I am afraid that I will die unexplained one day, I have always turned a blind eye to Xiao Muzi's emotions. But so what, I'm not dead yet, I'm going to die in the second month after entering the capital.

You think that situation would be better? Tell Xiao Muzi that the person she loves has never loved her, or is the person she loves who died under the knife of a thief with love for her?

Wait a minute! Little Muzi!

Lin Fu is like a drowning man grabbing a water weed, a traveler in the desert sees the oasis, and the flame of hope is rekindled in his heart that has given up in despair.

If there are still people in this world who just like him as a person, not the things he symbolizes, or the value he can bring. That's Xiao Muzi!

Xiao Muzi is actually a person who is purer than the fairy sister.

Because even if it is a fairy sister, it may be because of the events of the year, and Xiao Muzi, who didn't know anything at the time, liked herself completely!

At that moment, Lin Fu felt that he had found the meaning of this life.

It shouldn't be as a general's widow for those magnates back then, just like Your Majesty, how cheap his sympathy is, but he can't refuse.

Nor should he be a young genius for many factions in the capital to co-opt and use as a slightly stronger pawn.

The reason why Lin Fu has a feeling that he is playing role-playing games is because Lin Fu in everyone's eyes is not the real him.

But at this moment, I suddenly remembered Xiao Muzi, and remembered the little Muzi who had been chasing behind his ass all day for more than ten years and calling his brother; thought of the little Muzi who never mentioned the events of the year, and didn't say anything about your father and mother; thought of the only little Muzi who would talk to him about whether Brother Bao in "Dream of Red Mansions" was a tragedy.

He couldn't die because he remembered that there was someone who loved him waiting for him.

Lin Fu had never felt so powerful at any moment.

The thief's knife in front of him was quickly slashed, and the Lin Fu he was stepping on under him was no longer the previous Lin Fu.

Lin Fu had a baseless feeling that this person could no longer hurt himself. It was as if there was a magical power gently circling around him, the silky true qi forcibly broke free from the shackles of poison, and the saber in his right hand that was trampled on was no longer immovable no matter how hard he pulled it.

In the last second of this moment of life and death, a power unknown to him burst out of his central spine and rushed along the meridians towards his right hand holding the sword.