Chapter 130: Huashan on the Sword (6)
"Huh? He fled? Shi Xin was slightly puzzled, every nerve in his body had never relaxed, and every sense organ was searching for Fujita's traces. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but Fujita seems to have evaporated from the world, leaving no trace, except for his blood!
At this moment, a drop of blood fell from the sky and hit Shi Xin's face.
This is not Shi Xin's own blood, it can only be Fujita Donghu - he is above Shi Xin, a series of somersaults are rolled higher and higher, and when he reaches the last tendon, he straightens out, swoops down on the ground with his head and feet, and clenches his "Stasis" with both hands - he uses this trick "Tianhe upside down" to be superb.
If Fujita's blood hadn't betrayed him, he could have nailed the heart of stone to the ground with a single sword.
Shi Xin secretly screamed badly, and used all his strength to move his body to the side, and at the same time, the twenty shell guns in his hands roared again, spraying the wrath of death upwards.
This time, Fujita Higashi Lake is in a catastrophe. The four bullets that Stone Heart fired in a row all went through his skull from the top of his head. The 7.63 mm bullet exerted a terrifying power at a distance of less than two meters, and Fujita's head was shattered, and the man was killed instantly while he was still in mid-air. But his swooping momentum did not decrease, and the "Stasis" treasure knife exuded an infinite chill and directly nailed the stone heart to the ground!
Shi Xin spread his hands and never moved again. Then, Fujita's body fell to the ground with a "grunt", and he lay next to Shixin. Only the "Stasis" sword inserted into Shi Xin's body trembled slightly, and a gust of mountain wind swept by, and the "Stasis" let out bursts of dragon groans.
The five people behind the big stone had already been frightened by this thrilling fight, and it was a long time before they realized that the vicious battle between these two masters ended in a losing situation, and they were all grief-stricken.
"Brother Shi......" Qi Bing cried and ran over.
"Brother Shi......" Zhong Xintong only cried out these three words, choked up, and couldn't make a sound anymore.
"Brother Shi......" Mu Yulu cried so much that she turned her back on the spot and fell directly into Jiang Lanping's arms.
Mr. Wang and Jiang Lanping also had tears in their eyes and sighed. Everyone staggered to the two of them, only to see that the Japanese ninja in black had his head blooming, his white flower brain was smeared on the ground, and only one leg was still twitching nervously. Shi Xin lay there motionless in his usual position with his back facing the sky, covered in blood, his eyes closed, and his 20-bolt box cannon in his left hand, the blue-tiled Japanese sword stuck in his side!
"Brother Shi!" Qi Bing and Zhong Xintong immediately threw themselves on him and cried bitterly. Immediately, Mu Yulu, who had just woken up, also joined the ranks.
"Brother Shi...... You can't leave me alone...... Let me go with you! As she spoke, Mu Yulu pulled out the "Ice Shadow" knife inserted in Shi Xin's body and wiped it around her neck.
The other four didn't expect her to be so strong, and she was about to "martyr" for Shixin at every turn, and it was too late to stop her. The "Stasis" knife is so sharp that as long as it is lightly touched on the neck, the head will definitely fall to the ground. Seeing this pure and lovely, as fresh as a lotus flower with a pointed tip in summer, the beautiful girl is about to kill herself for "martyrdom".
Just when Mu Yulu pulled out the "Ice Shadow" knife and wiped it off her snow-white and pink neck, intending to martyr her beloved Brother Shi, suddenly a hand reached over and pinched Mu Yulu's wrist, Mu Yulu only felt a strong surge on her wrist, and the knife in her hand couldn't hold it. Because the knife in her hand was snatched away out of thin air, Mu Yulu was waiting for death with her eyes closed, and her center of gravity was immediately lost, and she fell down.
The man quickly reached out his other hand to catch her and took her into his arms.
Mu Yulu was too familiar with this embrace, although it was mixed with heavy bloody gas, Mu Yulu still smelled the strong masculine aura on his body - it was him, that's right, this was Shi Xin's embrace - the embrace of Brother Shi that she thought about day and night!
She opened her eyes, and in front of her was Shi Xin's blood-soaked face. But at this time, in Mu Yulu's heart, this blood-drenched face is the kindest, most handsome, and most touching face in the world. Naturally, her jade arms lightly hooked Shi Xin's neck.
"You're scared me to death, why are you lying on the ground and pretending to be dead?" Mu Yulu said coquettishly.
"You're scared to death too, why do you wipe your neck?" Shi Xin asked rhetorically, but there was no trace of reproach in his tone.
"What if you ...... There are three long and two short...... What's the point of living in this world? Mu Yulu couldn't care about her daughter's family anymore, and said everything in her heart. As soon as she said this, her face immediately turned red like a big red cloth. And here, Shi Xin couldn't help but feel distracted when he heard her true feelings, and his heart was hot.
Mu Yulu's emotional baggage was thrown out, but the hearts of Qi Bing and Zhong Xintong next to her were not as good as if they had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. The two of them looked at Shi Xin's affection for Mu Yulu, and they didn't know how sour they were. Zhong Xintong regretted it even more: "I knew that I would have committed suicide once!" It saves Mu Yulu and Brother Shi from hugging and hugging. ”
Jiang Jianping on the side is an old Jianghu in the end, and he knows how to play a round field, and when he sees that the signs are wrong, he immediately comes out to pound the paste: "Okay, Mr. Wang, hurry up and treat Xiaoshi's wounds." ”
At noon that day, in the corridor in front of the inpatient department of the General Hospital of the Japanese Central Branch of the Front Army in Nanjing, located in the Drum Tower of Nanjing, Qing Shui Pulse, dressed in military uniform, and Matsushima Lailaizi, dressed in civilian clothes, were snuggling together.
This year, the winter in Nanjing refused to leave, and the sky was full of goose feather snow. In the distance, the top of Zhongshan Mountain in the middle and far has been covered with a white veil. Nearby, the roofs of all the buildings in the hospital were covered with snow, and the trees and lawns in the gardens were all white.
Matsushima leaned on Shimizu's shoulder, holding his hand and feeling his warmth.
"Why are your hands so hot? My hands were freezing. Matsushima Raiko trembled as she spoke.
Qing Shui hurriedly took Matsushima's small hand into his military coat and pressed it against his chest: "You forget, I am a hunter and barbarian in Hokkaido, and I have long been used to this kind of weather. Qing Shui's words carried a touch of nostalgia.
A woman's intuition tells Matsushima Raiko about her lover's sentimentality: "Do you think of Hokkaido again?" Remembering Mom and Dad? ”
Qing Shui nodded: "As far as you know my mind." ”
Matsushima Lailai's face suddenly turned red: "Since last night...... After we got that...... I feel like I've been able to read your ...... Body language too. ”
Thinking of the scene of the two of them bursting out of passion on the hospital bed last night, thinking of Matsushima's green moans and the red on the sheets, Qing Shui Pulse's heart couldn't help but throb. He gently kissed Matsushima's forehead: "Yes, we are now a real husband and wife, you and I are one and the same...... Are you still in pain? (To be continued.) )