Situation?

Hehe, even if she Tang Yanning died, she would never be defiled by such bandits.

Her silver teeth were secretly biting and charging fiercely, and she slammed into Lu Jinhua who was standing.

Lu Jinhua slightly sideways his shoulders to unload her strength, fished her back with his backhand, pinched her chin with both hands, quickly stuffed a black cloth into her mouth, and threw it back to straddle her again.

The tone was evil, "I didn't see it, third sister, you're quite strong, but it's okay, as long as it's you, whether it's Lie or Rouben, you like it." ”

Lu Jinhua's patience ran out, and he no longer accompanied her to think of a snake, and violently tore her messy skirt with his big palm......

Tang Yanning whimpered desperately, tears fell out uncontrollably, and a black cloth in her mouth couldn't make her bite her tongue and kill herself.

Suddenly there was a "bang".

The originally closed door was split in an instant, and even the door frame was flying, which shows how much effort the visitor used.

An emaciated man slammed into the wall with the flying debris of the door frame, rolled his eyes covered in blood, and died after a few convulsions.

This man was the fourth child who threatened Tang Yanning before.

Lu Jinhua was startled, stopped the movement in his hand and immediately jumped up vigilantly, his hand touched behind him, and his eyes stared at the man who walked in behind him.

Gu Huaisheng's snow-white robe was stained with a little blood, and the moonlight flowed down, and the dark red blood on the lining was like a little red plum.

The Xinghua Sword in his hand glowed with cold light under the moonlit night.

The tip of the sword was still dripping with blood, leaving a string of marks with his footsteps, he stepped on the debris on the ground, his eyes were cold, and the whole person seemed to have crawled out of hell, exuding a bone-eating chill all over his body.

Lu Jinhua subconsciously stepped back, feeling timid in his heart, isn't he a scholar? How can you still be martial?

The noisy cottage just now was silent, this room was a little far away from the front hall, and he didn't notice the noisy noise when he threw himself on Tang Yanning.

Looking at Gu Huaisheng coming with a sword, he was inexplicably a little trembling, "You...... Don't come here, I'm telling you, I haven't had time to touch her, she, she's still yours. ”

You can't be afraid.

The cold killing intent in Gu Huaisheng's eyes made his forehead sweat, and the momentum around him made his legs tremble faintly.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that maybe this scholar was never as simple as it seemed!

As soon as Gu Huaisheng came in, he saw the people on the bed, like a broken doll lying there, unclothed and full of sadness.

His eyes were torn, and without a moment's delay, he rushed forward with an arrow, closed his eyes, and swung his sword, all in one go.

Walking to the bed, he took away all the anger on his body and gently hugged the person into his arms, took off the black cloth in her mouth, and said in a gentle and gentle voice, "I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry....... ”

But with infinite self-reproach.

Tang Yanning shook his head in his arms, and the tears that had just stopped rushed out again, wetting the placket on his chest.

Lu Jinhua's pupils shrank, and he reached out to cover his somewhat warm neck.

His lips twitched, as if he had not finished speaking......

The hidden weapon that had not yet been taken out suddenly fell, and it flicked a few crisply on the ground.

The blood on his neck seeped more and more, and his eyes widened and widened, and finally he couldn't support it anymore, and fell down with a "bang", splashing splinters of wood all over the ground.

Tang Yanning looked coldly at the man on the ground whose eyes were full of unwilling shock and blood-stained clothes, don't look over, and lay quietly in Gu Huaisheng's arms, his body still trembling slightly in the aftershocks just now.

Maybe that's fate.

In his previous life, Lu Jinhua died at his own hands, and he was also dressed in a jujube red shirt, his eyes were round, and his eyes were full of shock, which was the same as today's scene.

The only difference is that in the previous life, she personally slashed it, and in this life, someone helped her bear it, and now she can still be given a safe and warm embrace.

Snuggling into his arms again, she took a deep breath, and the familiar light ink fragrance was still under the blood.

There was a sudden commotion on the silent mountain, and there seemed to be a lot of people outside.

Gu Huaisheng took off his coat and put it on her shoulder, his eyes were gentle, "Let's go, I'll take you home." ”

"Hmm" Tang Yanning responded softly, reaching out and pulling the wide robe draped over his body.

He easily picked her up horizontally, and when his eyes touched her bloody hands, his eyes were dark, if it wasn't for his carelessness, how could she end up in such a miserable situation?

Feeling the chill on his body, Tang Yanning couldn't help but look up, and saw that his gaze fell on his blood-blurred hands, so he reacted, covered it with his sleeves, and explained: "It wasn't him who made it, I used the stone to grind the rope myself." ”

always felt that if he didn't explain, he might go to make up for Lu Jinhua on the ground again.

Gu Huaisheng glanced at the people on the ground, and strode out without saying a word.

The mischievous moon seems to be playing hide and seek with the clouds, appearing and disappearing.

There were more than forty people lying on the ground, and almost everyone was sealing their throats with a sword, without superfluous flashy movements.

Fast, ruthless, accurate, kill with one hit.

Many of the dead bandits still maintained the same action of drawing their swords as before, and their eyes were still staring at each other after death, and they were extremely terrifying at night.

The blood was like thick red ink, staining the mountain scarlet and gorgeous.

When Gu Huaisheng first climbed the mountain, the gang of bandits were cheering and celebrating the completion of an order, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, not noticing that the danger was approaching.

When he silently solved more than a dozen people, the mountain boss with a scar on the left side of his face finally noticed that something was wrong, picked up the guy and began to be vigilant.

When he saw that the person who came was actually a white-faced scholar, the disdain in his eyes was overflowing.

Phew, a scholar who is powerless dares to come to the door to fight alone, it's just looking for death.

The scar man gave an order, and more than a dozen people immediately rushed up.

However, before he was three feet close, he had already fallen to the ground.

Only then did the mountain boss know that this inconspicuous scholar was afraid that he was hiding deeply, and he wanted to run away, but as soon as he turned around, he was pierced by the sharp sword whistling behind him, right in the center.

The cunning old Sidong hid in Tibet, and was finally caught by him and found the room where Tang Yanning was.

Gu Huaisheng held the person in his arms steadily, deliberately avoiding the bloody place.

But just by glimpsing it from a distance, Tang Yanning saw the corpses on the ground and the blood soaked everywhere, and the blood gathered in the depression even reflected the blurred outline of the moon in the bright moonlight.

She withdrew her gaze and looked fixedly at his cold and handsome face, and the light shadow under his slender eyelashes could be faintly seen in the moonlight.

It turned out that he could also martial arts.

She couldn't imagine that such a simple and elegant person could be so decisive when he lifted his sword, and he was not inferior to a battle-hardened general.

The moonlight faded, and his handsome face blended into the night, hazy......