Hurricane pointed at Yao Bing on the ground and asked, "What are you going to do with him?" ”

The third junior said: "Let's do this for the time being, and when he is a little better, I will take him to ask the goddess, maybe the goddess can also cure him." "When I thought of my miraculous healing, I felt that it was the blessing of the goddess.

"Goddess?" Tempest frowned.

"Yes, I was healed overnight, but I was blessed by the goddess. I was more injured than Brother Yao! ”

Qingmao said with a calm face: "If you want to follow us, you are not allowed to mention the goddess in the future, otherwise, you can do it yourself!" ”

The facial features on the junior high school's face were twisted together, and he asked, "Why?" ”

"There's nothing why." Qingmao stood up and said to the wind, "Let's go!" ”

The wind looks at the third year of junior high school, and looks at Qingmao. I feel that Qingmao is becoming more and more like Madame.

"Okay, well, I won't mention it." The third junior hurriedly said.

Between curing Yao Bing and finding a backer, he still chose to be a backer. After all, the backer is his own, and if he wants to cure Yao Bing, he must first protect himself.

Qingmao looked at Yao Bing on the ground, and said to the junior high: "As for his injury, you might as well wait for Mrs. to come, beg Mrs. to see if Mrs. will treat him." ”

"Ma'am?" I don't know who my wife is in the third year of junior high school.

"The one who took your life and sent you back."

"You mean a woman," junior high school hurriedly stopped: "You mean the goddess?" ”

"Yes, she's Madame."

The expression on the face of the junior high school is complicated. The female devil is ruthless and has a strange temper, no matter how you look at it in the third year of junior high school, I don't think that the female devil head will cure diseases. In a skeptical tone, he asked, "Will the goddess heal wounds?" But at that time, why did you find another doctor? ”

Qingmao swept the face of the junior high school with disdain from the corner of his eyes, and said, "What kind of identity is Madame!" Just the three of you little thieves, and Mrs. will take action personally! ”

"Female," the third junior wanted to talk about the female devil again, but he still changed his words: "What is the identity of Madame?" ”

"You don't have to know. Anyway, when Madame comes, you go and beg Madame. As long as you are sincere, Madame will help you. Qingmao said coldly.

"Oh!" The third year of junior high school should be obedient, and I don't dare to say anything. He suddenly felt that this little master, how could he be so similar to the female devil, did he worship the wrong master?

The wind watched from the sidelines, and felt that Qingmao was really not a person valued by Mrs., how could she grow so fast? I just accepted the apprentice, and it suddenly became different.

In fact, for Qingmao, I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig run. How did the adoptive father coerce and intimidate in the past, and how did the wife follow the good path. She saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart, but she never had a chance to use it.

"Second Master Feng!"

Qingshan staggered into the third junior high school and shouted loudly.

The corners of the wind's mouth twitched, when did he become the second master of the wind.

"Second Master Feng, go and take a look! The gang of people who were taught by Uncle Feng yesterday have come here! ”

Hearing that Qingfeng had become Uncle Wind, the wind only thought it was so funny.

Qingmao also thinks that Qingshan looks like this, is he seeing a ghost?

The two walked out of the third junior high school's house, only to see that fifty or sixty people had already arrived at the door of the third junior high school.

"What about people? There is a kind of out! ”

A group of people at the door were carrying long knives and axes, and their momentum was arrogant and terrifying.

Hurricane walked out, glanced around, and asked, "Are you looking for Uncle Wind?" ”

Speaking of the three words "Uncle Feng", he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, why is this title so funny.

"What the are you?"

The man on the other side was holding a long knife and pointing it at the wind.

"Uncle Feng is gone, if you have anything, just look for me!"

It's been a long time since Hurricane has moved his hand without scruples. When he was quelling the chaos in the Northern Regions, he and the prince and Qingfeng encountered a surprise attack, and he and Qingfeng fought against more people than this. And those people are all good at martial arts, and their martial arts are not weak. Although he and Qingfeng were also seriously injured in that battle, neither of them was standing. Nangong You was also at that time when he saw the wind tearing the living.

Qingmao followed and walked out, and when she saw so many people opposite, she put her arms behind her back and took out the short dagger hidden behind her waist.

The last time she fought with Xiangming, she thought it was better to carry a dagger with her. Later, when she met Aoki, she sewed a wide belt for her, and put a clasp on the inside of the belt to hold the dagger. Usually the short dagger is hidden in the belt, and if you don't look closely, it is not easy to notice that something is hidden there. And the short dagger is the one used by Xiangming last time, when Qingmao snatched the dagger and stabbed Xiangming several times, and then she did not throw away the dagger, but kept it.

The person on the other side shouted, "Your people have injured so many of our brothers. Either take out two hundred taels of silver, or leave your life here! ”

"Asking for money again?" Hurricane sneered: "Can't you just change the word? Two hundred taels, there are so many of you, is it enough to share? ”

Qingmao walked to the side of the wind and whispered, "Madame has ordered, don't talk nonsense with them." ”

"Hmm." The expression on Wind's face disappeared, and his gaze became cold: "Be careful yourself." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward, snatched the knife from the hand of the person pointing at him, and cut it with his backhand, and the flesh of the man's palm was cut.

Seeing that the wind was moving, Qingmao was not far behind, and rushed over with a dagger.

Scolding, screaming, although the other party came fifty or sixty people, but the wind and Qingmao only stabbed five people, and the others all scattered and scattered around them.

Before, Qingfeng was to dislocate the joints of those people, as long as the joints were reduced. But today, these two people saw blood with knives and shot fiercely.

The junior swallowed silently. He knew that none of the people in the courtyard at the foot of the West Mountain were people.

Suddenly, a knife flew towards Qingmao.

"Be careful!"

The third junior high school shouted, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flying knife shooting at this side, and he hurriedly threw the long knife in his hand to block it, but it was still half a beat slower.

"Ahh

Tempest tried to check on Aomao's injuries, but someone slashed at him with an axe. He quickly dodged, snatched the man's axe, and vigorously knocked the man out.

Qingmao endured the pain in his back, ignored it, and continued to attack. Someone took advantage of her unpreparedness and attacked her with another knife, injuring her right arm.

Qingmao's arm hurt, his palm loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The wind wanted to go over to help Qingmao, but someone came to stop it, and the wind was furious, and vigorously took out an axe and directly cut off the man's head.

The head fell, and everyone was shocked.

They have seen a lot of blood in the fight with knives, and even if someone dies in the back, they will lose too much blood or die of serious injuries. They have never encountered this kind of chopping off people's heads on the spot.

Everyone invariably shrank back, and no one dared to make a move.