Lu Bing's eyes were covered with blood, and he couldn't open them, and his body was also covered with blood, he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's, his body was very heavy, and he could only stick the knife on the ridge of the house, barely holding his body. There were seven or eight dead bodies lying around Lu Bing, and his body was also filled with dozens of wounds, large and small, some deep and some shallow, four of which were in the middle of the point. The knife of anger, the anger stirred Lu Bing, so that he did not fall, the anger burned the tiger head treasure knife, the treasure knife was a little hot with blood, but it was still sharp, flashing a demonic murderous aura.

Lu Bing didn't know why he was angry, but this feeling made him crazy, and he could still fight, even if he was exhausted and lost too much blood, the anger not only made Lu Bing full of strength, but at the same time made his consciousness unconscious, and his mind was full of only the color of blood and infinite killing intent.

Lu Bing calmed this feeling, because he didn't know what to fear in his anger, and his moves were all moves to take people's heads, which was not wrong, but it was mostly a life-for-life fight, if it wasn't for his own quick knife moves, he would have died sooner, Rao is also covered in bruises, and he doesn't know whether this is a blessing or a curse.

The desire to survive slowly rose from Lu Bing's heart, trying his best to resist the inextinguishable anger, it can't go on like this, he must suppress the anger and slowly walk to the front full of traps, activate the traps, so that there can be a trace of life. Lu Bing's reason and impulse kept fighting each other, not moving, and a brocade guard wiped the blood from his cheek and said, "Is this kid dead?" The four fingers of his left hand were cut off by Lu Bing, and the double knife could only be turned into a single knife.

"I don't know what to do, damn, I didn't expect to be seriously injured and so bad, so that we broke so many people, we must kill him today, otherwise we can't hold back the blame from above, and when the time comes, we can't worship the sword ghost as a teacher, and then be punished by the above, it will be a great loss." The other replied that he had only one ear left.

There were four people around Lu Bing, three of them were injured, and the one who was not injured was also covered in blood, all of them were his companions beside him. The four of them looked at each other, and then slowly surrounded them, Lu Bing moved suddenly, and the four of them were so frightened that they retreated with a startled exclamation.

Lu Bing opened his mouth and showed a cold smile, as if killing a god. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, but the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, but he finally opened his eyes, his anger had subsided, and his body was exhausted at the moment, and there was only a trace of strength left.

Lu Bing suddenly shouted, and then dragged the knife and rushed forward, the four of them were so frightened that they were almost gone, thinking in their hearts: What the hell is this guy a human or a ghost, how can he seem to have so much strength after being so seriously injured, how do you know that Lu Bing has the only little strength left after being the most stubborn.

The four of them didn't dare to block it head-on, they prepared to attack on both sides of the detour, and the two knives were inserted into Lu Bing's arms, Lu Bingqiang couldn't bear to break free, and fell headlong from the roof with the tiger head knife, and fell heavily on the ground in the alley under the roof.

The four of them also stepped on a few times, and jumped off the roof with strength, Lu Bing lay on the ground motionless, and the four of them slowly approached one and said with a smile: "No, it's dead, hurry up and cut off his head, let's go back." ”

The three of them nodded, and the man squatted down and grabbed Lu Bing's hair, stretched the knife to Lu Bing's throat, and prepared to cut Lu Bing's neck first, so that he would die thoroughly, and then chop it off from behind. This is the opportunity that Lu Bing is waiting for, his arms can't move anymore, he just fell to the place where the mechanism is opened, but how to pull the straw rope without strength? Lu Bing bit the straw rope with his teeth, and then the man pulled his head with the force of the straw rope to open the mechanism.

On the walls on both sides of the alley, rows of arrows were shot from those finger-sized holes, this was a crossbow made by Lu Bing improvised, the power and accuracy were not very high, but in the narrow alley, it was enough.

Rows of volleys of arrows slammed everywhere, instantly shooting the three standing people into hedgehogs, and they returned to the west with a whimper. Lu Bing set a height of about one meter, because he was lying on his stomach, so he was not injured, and the person who was squatting to give him a singing voice was short, it was not a big deal, but there was an arrow that deviated from the flying rules and cut his scalp. Lu Bing didn't expect that he would end up like this at the beginning of the design, and naturally he didn't expect someone to squat down. But although that person was not unscathed, he was only injured, and now that person's brief stunned was Lu Bing's most reluctant.

Lu Bing raised his neck to avoid the blade of his throat, and then he used force on his waist to roll and hit the man, and then Lu Bing lay on the man, biting the man's throat with his teeth, and then tearing hard and biting down and tearing again, at that moment Lu Bing didn't feel that he was a human being, he was just a beast, a beast on the verge of death, but trying to live. The blood flowed into Lu Bing's mouth, no longer fishy, but the kind of taste that made Lu Bing excited, and the whole body was hot and dry as if he had returned to the most natural embrace, and after a few years, Lu Bing always sighed when he talked about it: This is just the most basic wildness of man, it is an instinct, no matter what man has evolved, he is just an animal after all, and he is still wild when he is advanced.

A light rain fell in the sky, waking up Lu Bing, who had just fallen into a coma, Lu Bing was afraid to crawl to find a safe place, his eyes were not clear, and there seemed to be a light in front of him guiding Lu Bing, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no one on the street. Lu Bing unconsciously followed the dim and faint lamp that never disappeared all the way, and crawled for more than an hour, this may be a god, or it may be said to be a greater will than a god.

Finally Lu Bing knocked on the door, the door opened, and a familiar beautiful face emerged from the two separate Ruyi boards, and then covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, Lu Bing smiled with relief and fainted, at that moment Lu Bing felt that he was very pretending to be 13 but also very gentlemanly.

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A soft beam of sunlight spilled into Lu Bing's eyes, and he enjoyed the feeling, with a soft cotton cloth under him and a warm and smooth silk quilt on his body. Lu Bing trembled his eyelids, he didn't know if he was in heaven or on earth, but he was definitely not in hell, because if hell was so peaceful and comfortable, then people should not say to the enemy that you go to hell, but should say to themselves that I wish me hell.

Besides, he didn't do anything bad, so naturally he shouldn't go to hell, and the reason why he wasn't sure that he was alive was because every time Lu Bing was unconscious, someone kept calling Ah Bing in his ear. And every time Lu Bing arrives at this time, he always thinks of the photo of the blind Ah Bing in the elementary school music textbook, and then immediately wants to reflexively pull Erquan Yingyue, and even sometimes he suspects that he is the reincarnation of Ah Bing, but this time no one is called Ah Bing.

Finally Lu Bing opened his eyes, shook his head, should not be dead, lying on a carved bed, lifting his nose and smelling the aroma, this aroma made Lu Bing a little impulsive, inexplicable impulsive. Lu Bingqiang struggled to sit up, scanning the whole room, the brass mirror, rouge gouache, and a touch of sandalwood, Lu Bingqiang took a deep breath and said to himself: It feels good to be alive.

The door opened at this time, and a woman walked in with a tray, and suddenly saw Lu Bing, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly threw away the tray and pounced, and suddenly fell into Lu Bing's arms, crying: "I thought you would never wake up, Lu Bing, Lu Bing, hold me tight, I'm afraid, I'm afraid you will leave me." She lasted for a long time, even if Lu Bing was angry and didn't shed a single tear, but now when Lu Bing was out of danger and woke up, this strong woman couldn't help crying.

Lu Bing held back the pain on his body and patted the woman's back and said: "Dream everyone, I'm fine, don't cry, this" Lu Bing didn't know what to say, I haven't seen it a few times, although I have a good impression of everyone in the dream, but it's a little too fast, I don't know if Lu Dao is too charming, or the emotions of the ancients are more sincere, or is it more open in ancient times than in modern times?!

Lu Bing didn't expect that the person she thought about the most was Meng Xueqing, and she didn't expect that she would subconsciously climb to the back door of Sixi Hall, and smashed the back door, and Meng Xueqing sat at the back door all day that day, she knew that if Lu Bing came, he would either come in through the window or go through the back door. Turning over the window shows that Lu Bing is cautious and in good health, if he goes through the back door, with Meng Xueqing's understanding of Lu Bing's character, Lu Bing must be injured, and he needs his help more at this time. So Lu Bing only knocked hard, and the door opened, and the moment he saw Lu Bing, Meng Xueqing almost screamed, there was a bloody man in the rain, and the rain hit him and then turned the same red, Lu Bing's face was washed very clean, and pale.

When Lu Bing showed that relieved smile to her, Meng Xueqing's heart was broken, it was like a general who went out to fight with a little strength to return to his wife, and lay down next to his wife and died at the last moment of his life. It's so holy that you don't need a thousand words here, just a smile.

It was at this moment that Meng Xueqing decided that no matter what happened in the future, he would be unswerving to Lu Bing in this life, because the person Lu Bing wanted to see before he died at this moment was himself, or the person who could be trusted with life and death was himself. Perhaps, this will not last forever, but only once is enough.

Meng Xueqing let go of her arm and pressed her fingers against Lu Bingweiqi's lips, and said, "You are supporting the tent again, it seems that your body is fine." By the way, why do you still call people dream of everyone, you tell me whether you are bad or not. ”

"Ahem, ahem, this is a normal physiological reaction. What should you call it, Mr. Dream? Lu Bing smiled awkwardly, saying that the woman called Mr. was extremely respectful, but he also distanced himself.

Meng Xueqing pretended to be angry and stood up, Lu Bing hurriedly turned over, and the cotton yarn all over his body almost wrapped him into a mummy, this movement affected the wound, and the painful Lu Bing gasped, Meng Xueqing hurriedly turned around and looked at it with concern and said: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't be petty, you don't have anything to do, is the wound broken again." ”

Lu Bing took Meng Xueqing into his arms and whispered, "Xueqing." ”

Meng Xueqing lowered her head and buried her head in Lu Bing's arms, and sobbed again, women who have to rely on are weak.

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