Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king

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The guard was startled, but he calmed down in an instant, threw away the knife in his hand, drew a soft sword from his waist, and stood with the sword.

Wan Yanyong said coldly: "If you don't want to die, it's still too late." ”

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Wan Yan Yong saw that the guard's soft sword was only half of his waist, and the blade of the sword was trembling straight, knowing that the opponent was by no means an ordinary person, so he played twelve points to deal with it.

Janeway had come to her senses, and cautiously groped her way out along the wall.

The guard waved his sword lightly: "If you don't want to die now, you'd better be honest." ”

Before the words fell, Wan Yanyong grabbed the moment he spoke, and he had already flown forward, the guard raised his sword neatly, Zhan Zhan blocked the bow, he moved forward, the bowstring twisted the soft sword, the guard sneered, and retreated sharply with the sword.

But no matter how hard he tried, the bowstring was not damaged in the slightest. He sighed, and immediately said suddenly: "Shark tendons? ”

"Clever." Wan Yanyong said, pressing down his wrist, and at the same time bent his knees and slammed into him. The guard stepped on Wan Yan Yong's knees, pounced forward, and the soft sword was fully retracted, and he was already standing firmly behind Wan Yan Yong.

Wan Yan Yong didn't care about the guards, and hurriedly stepped forward to block Jian Wei behind him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

She shook her head, remembering that he was in front of her, and couldn't see it, and said again: "I'm fine, how are you?" ”

Wan Yanyong subconsciously withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

The guard sneered, "Really? ”

Wan Yan Yong's long arrow took the bow, and the cold light flashed: "What do you say?" ”

He has practiced hard since childhood, riding and archery is a must, and he is famous in the gold country, shooting willows and hunting, and the people of the country are called the first. The guards seemed to be well aware of this, and their expressions were quite scruples, and they kept changing positions.

After Yan Yongluo turned his head to the side, Jian Wei already understood what he meant, and said in a low voice: "I know." ”

She followed Yan Yong closely, staring closely at the guard.

After Yan Yong took the arrow again, the three arrows were wound, the guard's face changed slightly, the sword was in his chest, and he said coldly: "You have been poisoned by me, once you use it, it will only accelerate the poison." ”

Wan Yanyong was unmoved: "I killed you, so I can naturally find an antidote from you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three arrows had come out, and in the broken sound, the candle flame was extinguished instantly, and Wan Yanyong took the opportunity to grab her and break out of the door. The two ran less than ten meters, and the guards had already chased them out.

The cold wind was biting, Wan Yanyong took her into a corridor, and the guards chased after her. Even in such a situation, as long as you hold his hand, it seems that an infinite sense of security comes to you. She followed him, listening to his rapid breathing, but her heart was calm.

After turning another fork in the road, an earthen wall appeared in front of him, Wan Yan Yong was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the guard, and decisively hugged Jian Wei and jumped in.

The guard watched them disappear in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at a wooden sign next to him, on which a small red lantern shone in the dark night, and a large Jurchen character came into view.

Prohibit.

Wan Yanyong let go of Jian Wei and sighed in a low voice: "He won't come in." ”

Janeway looked around, there was endless darkness all around, it was so quiet, so quiet that it was dead silent.

She asked, "So what do we do now?" ”

Wan Yanyong didn't answer, her body gradually softened, she hurriedly supported him, and there was a cold liquid in her tentacles. She remembered what the guard said just now, and was shocked, and hurriedly helped Wan Yan Yong to walk towards the house where the light was lit, the snow was difficult to walk, Wan Yan Yong was a man after all, how did she make her strength, Fang took two steps and fell to the ground.

She tried a few more times, but she couldn't carry Wan Yanyong at all, but she was tired and sweating.

Concern is chaotic, and she almost burst into tears. Just when Jian Wei had nothing to do, she touched the cloak on her body, she had an idea, took off the cloak, spread it on the ground, and then moved Wan Yan Yong up, and finally dragged Wan Yan Yong under the eaves.

Wan Yanyong kept muttering something in a low voice.

It wasn't until Janeway moved him to the front of the room and pushed open the door that she heard what he kept saying, "Don't go over." Don't go over ......"

This large house does not resemble a typical northern building, although the outside is made of wooden planks, but the inside is made of stone slabs, and the four walls are lit with huge tiger-headed torches. The interior of the house is clearly visible, and the area inside is significantly smaller than it should be, and such a layout is either an unusually thick house, or there are compartments and secret rooms.

Jian Wei's face turned pale after reading Yan Yong, and she couldn't care about it, so she dragged him in hard.

By the light of the fire, I saw that all the clothes on Yan Yong's right shoulder were pierced by the soft sword, and the blood stains had already penetrated the clothes, showing obvious black.

Sword, quenched with poison.

She hurriedly put him away, carefully untied his clothes, flesh and blood were connected, and Wan Yanyong snorted softly. She slowed her movements, and after a few moments, she finally sorted it out, only to see that the wound on her right shoulder had turned black.

Wan Yanyong's face turned pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

She only hesitated for a moment, then leaned down, took the dagger and made a small cut in the wound, sucking out the poisonous blood coefficient of the wound, and spitting it on the floor tile next to her. The guard's soft sword was extremely sharp, so the wound was small but deep.

After half a cup of tea, the blood began to turn red, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over one last time, his shoulders were a little cold, and there was a strange touch between his warm lips and teeth.

Wan Yanyong slowly opened her eyes, facing the stunned eyes that she didn't have time to retract.

There seemed to be an indescribable warmth spreading between the two of them, and Wan Yanyong slowly stretched out her hand to wipe the blood stains on her lips. Her skin was smooth and delicate, like the best white porcelain, and he stroked her face and said gently, "Thank you." ”

Janeway felt half of his face stiffen, as if a heat wave had rushed up his cheeks, and she took the opportunity to help him straighten his clothes and stagger his head.

A silky hair slowly slid across his palm, and the gentleness and taming made his heart seem to begin to soften.

He sat up slowly, Janeway tore off a piece of her shirt to wrap his wounds, her hands wrapped around his body with ribbons, the two of them were so close that he seemed to be able to smell the unknown scent in her hair, her breath slid like a tiny feather down her neck, tickling like a puppy's tail tickling her arms.

He couldn't help but reach out and take her into his arms.

Jian Wei sighed, unconsciously wanted to retreat, his hand touched Wan Yanyong's shoulder, he snorted, she had to be honest and not move.

This atmosphere made her mouth a little dry, and she was puzzled to find a topic to ask: "Didn't you leave after the banquet, why did you come?" "Didn't you go with Ulintana? There was a sourness in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Wan Yanyong let go of her and said with a smile: "Jealous? ”

She frowned: "I don't like sour." ”

Wan Yanyong returned to his usual gentle and elegant smiling face, but his voice was serious: "Ana said that the banquet has attracted the attention of the queen, and only by leaving quietly can she take you away quietly." ”

"Ana?" She felt even more sour in her heart, "Then I will personally thank her when I go out, and I will say thank you." ”

Wan Yanyong sighed and touched her nose, and said, "It's actually a vinegar jar." ”

She was about to retort, but she heard him say, "You should know my heart for you, but Ana is my wife since childhood, and she is of excellent nature." You will ...... later," how could he tell her the harsh reprimand of his mother that day, and how could he tell her that he cared for her far more than she knew. Ulintana had already told him that she didn't mind, how he could ask for more.

Jian Wei sneered, it turned out that she had forgotten that these ancient three wives and four concubines were originally commonplace, but what was she fantasizing about. Thinking that a love that was once let down could be compensated hundreds of years ago? He thinks he is what he is. Working together, what a ridiculous joke.

When she thought of this, her face became ugly, and she felt that her throat began to dry and itchy, and she was about to say something, when the door of the main hall suddenly closed without wind.

Wan Yanyong's face changed: "Oops! ”