"Ahh The screams of pain were heart-rending, and the flower thief fell to the ground with his eyes covered, startling the killer. He didn't expect Jiang Changxi to have this hand, and he swung the blood-stained long knife and slashed at Jiang Changxi.

Jiang Changxi watched the long knife slash down, and his mind went blank. It is said that before people die, the best episodes of their lives will flash in their minds, but she doesn't, nothing.

"Bang dang!" The long knife fell to the ground, the killer in front of him crooked, fell to the ground and died, behind him, a rainy cold gasp of breath, the long sword that had just been drawn from the killer's body flashed with blood-red light, like the tumbling in his eyes, bloodthirsty, violent.

"You touched her? Did you touch her? He dragged his sword towards the flower thief.

"No, I didn't, no, ah!" The flower thief was frightened by the bloodthirsty ferocity in his eyes, and crawled forward with his hands and feet in terror, and the long sword flew and pierced his palm and nailed it to the floor.

It's not enough, it's not enough! The long sword nailed his flesh and blood in one direction, Jiang Changxi could hear the sound of scraping the bones, and the flower thief rolled in pain.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang!" The storm outside seemed to drown out her voice, and the bright candles went out one after another. The thunder and lightning roared, and the brightness of the moment shone on the cold face, and the paranoid and terrifying madness on his face made Jiang Changxi tremble.

It's like, it's like he's stuck in a terrible nightmare. Jiang Changxi felt terrible at that moment, afraid that he would indulge in this terrible nightmare and go crazy for the rest of his life.

"I haven't quit!"

The long sword was drawn, and the sword light lit up, piercing the heart in Jiang Changxi's hoarseness.

He pulled it out again, and stabbed it again. Pull it out again, and stab it again.

"Han didn't quit, that's enough, he's dead." Jiang Changxi's ankle hurt so badly that she put her hands on the ground and struggled to pounce on Han Weixi.

He was like a beast lost in his nature, opening its fangs and claws at any alien who came near him.

The sword pulled out of the heart of the flower thief stabbed Jiang Changxi's arm, and Jiang Changxi was so painful that he almost wanted to give him a knife!

The silver needle on the right sleeve was pierced by Jiang Changxi into Han Weixi's neck, at the cost of the long sword penetrating her arm, and Jiang Changxi felt that his arm was useless at that moment.

Han Weixi, who was stunned, overwhelmed Jiang Changxi, who was injured and injured, Jiang Changxi looked at the roof with her eyes open, and the smell of blood on the tip of her nose made her nauseous, but she was alive and very sober.

When Han Weici woke up, the mess in this place had not yet been cleaned up, Jiang Changxi dealt with the injury on his arm by himself, and Han Weici helped him when bandaging.

"I'll never see you again." Last time, because of Han Weici, she was stabbed four times by Lu Liu's family, this time it was Han Weici who directly gave her a knife, and next time, she estimated that she would have to die Han Weiqi!

"I'm afraid it won't work." Even if he was at a loss, Han Wei's tone was still arrogant and arrogant: "You and I are in Lindu, and you will see you if you don't look up and look down." ”

Jiang Changxi was extremely angry, how could anyone be like this, "You get out!" ”

"Can't get out." Han Wei pulled out his sword and handed it to Jiang Changxi: "If you are really angry, you can also give me a sword, I will suffer it, and I will never trouble you." ”

Jiang Changxi was really angry, snatched his sword frame from his neck, he didn't dodge or dodge, and leaned on the sword.

Jiang Changxi's hands trembled, leaving a bloody mark on his neck, "Han Weiqi, are you really crazy?" She always thought that Fang Cai's crazy general cold resignation was just a temporary demonic obstacle, but she didn't think that he was a madman in his bones!

Throwing away the long sword, Jiang Changxi felt that she had to stay away from Han Weiqi, she finally escaped death, and wanted to go back to see her grandmother alive.

"What, you're scared?" Han Weici deliberately scared her, leaned up and approached Jiang Changxi, who was shrinking into the bed, spread her hands on both sides of her body, and accidentally touched her injured ankle.

"Phew!"

"What's wrong with your feet?" Looking at the swollen ankles, Han Weiqi frowned: "I also made it?" ”

Jiang Changxi saw that his doubts were not fake, and said tentatively: "Aren't you unclear in your heart if you made it?" ”

Han Weici shook his head honestly, and said sullenly: "I don't remember." At that time, my head was quite confused. Looking back now, Han Weici also felt like he was phlegm, as if he knew very well what he was doing at the time, and as if his behavior was out of his control.

"Sizzle! Don't poke it! Jiang Changxi's ankle was held in Han Weixi's hand and couldn't break free, so painful that she could only hit his hand that poked her sore spot.

The 'snap' was extremely clear, and the back of Han's hand was red.

He subconsciously let go of his hand, Jiang Changxi retracted his feet and hugged him, his eyes were soaked with tears in pain, and he whimpered and complained about his badness: "You are too much, I want to break off my friendship with you!" ”

"You're not friends with me." Take what to break up.

"Han Wei, you get out of here!" Pointing to the dark gate, Jiang Changxi issued an order to evict guests.

Han didn't hesitate to take a step away, the two bloody bodies behind him were still lying on the ground, and the flesh and blood at the heart of the flower thief were blurred, and he felt disgusting at a glance. Han Weiqi bent down and asked her, "Are you sure you want me to go?" ”

Jiang Changxi gritted her teeth, she is a doctor, saving lives and helping the wounded, countless living people have been seen, and dead people are not uncommon, isn't it just two corpses, or two corpses with a notorious crime, what is she afraid of!

"You, you, you bastard!" Jiang Changxi slowly moved out of bed: "You help me." "She's getting out of here, she doesn't want to stay for a moment!

Han waited patiently for her to move slowly, and at the end he kindly reminded: "As long as you help?" ”

Jiang Changxi snorted: "Can you help or not?" ”

"Help!"

Han Weiqi lifted her injured arm with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around her back, craving her other arm. It just so happened that her injured hands and feet were on the left side, so Han didn't give up and let herself make the fulcrum on her left so that her right foot could hit the ground.

Who knew that as soon as her feet were propped up, her body was crooked, but fortunately, Han Weiqi reacted quickly and caught her, but she was still scared so much that her heart beat faster.

"What's wrong with you? Feet hurt? ”

"It's not." Half of Jiang Changxi's head was buried in his arms, and his voice sounded like an urn, with three points of embarrassment, three points of chagrin, and one point of grievance: "My legs are weak." ”

Han Weiqi was shocked, and thought that something was wrong with her, but he didn't expect that her legs were weak. She will also be scared to the point that her legs are weak, Han Weiqi couldn't hold back her laughter, her chest convulsed, and it swung into Jiang Changxi's ears one by one, stimulating her patience.

"You're enough, are you funny?"

Han Wei pursed his lips, muffled the laughter in his throat, and shook his head.

Jiang Changxi was angry, and he couldn't stop seeing that he wanted to poke her cheeks.

After holding back, Han turned his back to her and put her arm around his neck.

"What do you do?"

"Aren't you weak in your legs? The king can only reluctantly carry you away. ”

"Reluctantly?"

"Or be merciful?"

"Get out!"

"Can I carry you on my back now, do you want to roll together?"

“……”

The clothes on Han Weixi's body are still wet, to be honest, it is not comfortable, Jiang Changxi put his face on his back, cold and wet, through the clothes and flesh and blood, he heard his heartbeat, strong and powerful, and her heartbeat gradually stabilized.

The rain outside the house hadn't stopped, and Han Weiqi carried her into the rain, and the rain hit her eyes, and Jiang Changxi couldn't open her eyes.

She saw corpses everywhere, some in official uniforms, some in black, and Granny Chen.

"Granny Chen." In the rain, her voice was faint, and it was difficult to reach Han Weixi. She couldn't see that the moment she heard her voice, Han Weiqi's dark eyes were darker than the deepest night.

Han Weiqi carried her on his back, with a long sword and a body of rain, from inside the village to outside the village, and into the encirclement.

Jin Feng rushed back with people, and the corpses were strewn all over the field, blood and water mixed with rain, and they merged into deep and shallow water under their feet.

They followed the bloodstains and footprints to the woods, and killed more than a dozen black-clothed people, Han Weiqi was close to exhaustion, and Jiang Changxi, who he was protecting, was unharmed.

"Lord Wang." Jin Feng was going to pick up Jiang Changxi: "Miss Jiang." ”

"Don't touch her." Han didn't quit to block Jin Feng's hand and looked at Jiang Changxi, who was hiding behind him.

Jiang Changxi was on the ground with one foot at this time, leaning against a big tree next to him, wiping the water on his face, and began to check the injuries on his body.

"I'm fine, get out of here first." Han Weiqi blocked Jiang Changxi's hand and asked Jinfeng: "How is Beizhuang?" ”

"The little grandfather is leading people to clean up the ambush, these killers are all dead soldiers, and those who can be captured alive have committed suicide by taking poison, and they can't ask anything."

"If there is no value in living, then there is no need to keep it." Saying the most cruel words, Han Weiqi picked up Jiang Changxi's movements very gently.

Jiang Changxi was still confused, looking at the corpses in Beizhuang, Granny Chen, Uncle Chen was not spared, she didn't understand what happened to cause such a situation.

Fortunately, Uncle Qingrong Yang is safe and sound, but he was slightly injured. In this comparison, Jiang Changxi is the one who is the most seriously injured.

Jiang Changxi sat silently on the bed, and Dr. Wen, who went up the mountain with Xiang Liangqing in the night and heavy rain, checked her arm and ankle injuries, and re-medicated her.

"It's all to blame the old man for not investigating, causing the girl to be seriously injured, and the old man is really ashamed."

Jiang Changxi also learned from listening to Dr. Wen's account that Uncle Chen's leg injury was a conspiracy. This seemingly honest and simple couple was an accomplice with the flower thief, and invited Dr. Wen to come for treatment on the grounds of a leg injury, and secretly poisoned Ji Yunsen to lure Dr. Wen away, and asked Jiang Changxi to come to this village to show Uncle Chen for a leg injury, so as to achieve the purpose of killing people and stealing his heart.

Fortunately, Dr. Wen was cautious, as soon as he found out that the poison in Ji Yunsen's house was really strange, he was worried that Jiang Changxi had something to do, so he rushed to Beizhuang, and just happened to meet Xiang Liangqing to tell him about it, so Xiang Liangqing was able to bring someone to arrive in time and save Jinfeng Qingrong and his party.

"Their purpose is me, and Dr. Wen is also affected by me." Not only Dr. Wen was affected by her, but also Ji Yunsen, who was hit by the sky: "By the way, how is Lord Xiao Ji?" Is his poison cured? ”