Zhao Changshou froze in front of him with one hand, and looked at the footprints on his vital clothes with a horrified expression.

A loud voice came from the wide open mouth, and the rather tall body swayed constantly.

He looked at the girl across from him in disbelief.

Qingluo was pushed by that force, his right wrist trembled in pain, his body still did not stabilize, and he was pushed to the ground.

Feeling the sight of the opposite side again, his elbows propped up on the ground, Qingluo turned over, and instead knelt on the ground, struggling to get up.

A cut was made in the gauze dress, and she rushed forward despite all her efforts.

Then the messy but big steps came, Qingluo turned his back to him, and a flash of panic flashed in his cold eyes.

Her chest was dull, her arms were shaking, and she was tugging at her skirt with one hand, and a little blood was imprinted on the dusty skirt.

At this time, Zhao Changshou staggered over, his eyes were full of red.

Whether it's resentment or that demonic delusion, I originally wanted to teach my sister's sweetheart a lesson, but I didn't want the other party to really resent me.

Now that he knows that he has done this, his sweetheart will definitely hate him in his heart.

So you must not let her go today!

Moreover, Zhao Changshou was very panicked in his heart, if something really happened to him, no! Impossible......

The green tendons on Zhao Changshou's face jumped violently, and he looked at Qingluo's swaying back, as if he was in love and resentful.

The complex tumbling emotion did not affect his outstretched hand.

But in the next moment, there was a cracking sound.

A heart-rending scream came from behind him, and Qingluo ran to the corner of the wall in a few steps, leaning on the wall with one hand, his legs weak, barely allowing himself to fall to the ground.

Hearing the changes in the future, Qingluo blinked consciously, and saw that his left hand was propped up on the corner of the wall, and he was bloodied by the rough and uneven earthen wall.

Qingluo slowly straightened his waist, turned around slowly, and saw the familiar tall figure, his eyes trembled, and crystal tears rolled down from his delicate eyelashes.

She looked at the man who was full of cold and tyrannical atmosphere, and she didn't feel scared at all, but felt that her panicked and helpless heart was completely settled.

"Brother Gu......"

Gu Jingzhi, who was facing Qingluo on the side, heard a choked murmur behind him, and his body stiffened when he bent down.

One hand was still holding Zhao Changshou's clothes, and the other hand was clenched into a fist.

But the murderous aura in his eyes dissipated, and then the reddened eyes slowly cleared up.

Looking at Zhao Changshou who collapsed to the ground and kept screaming, Gu Jingzhi's dark eyes were full of ferocity and ruthlessness, like a beast full of beasts, and as soon as he made a move, it didn't seem like you were dead or dead.

"Qingluo, don't be afraid, I'm here."

With every fist he dropped, the people under him were muffled and weak screams of pain, and even the flesh and flesh bloomed and blood spilled out.

His voice was low, full of tenderness and comfort.

At the same time, he turned his head, his handsome face was calm and calm, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Qingluo is obediently there, I'll teach the bad guys, you wait for me a little longer."

Qingluo's cold body trembled, and then slowly changed his body, half-leaning against the wall.

Tears flowed from her misty eyes, and she looked at Gu Jingzhi, who was a little blurred with tears.

The sobbing sound of a cat came out, and in the ripples of tears, the bloodless lips were slowly hooked.

Qingluo nodded slowly and slightly.

Seeing that Qingluo seemed to be quite stable, Gu Jingzhi forcibly forced himself to turn around and hug her to comfort her.

Turning his head violently, the person below him finally grabbed the empty moment and shouted, he punched him hard.

The bridge of his nose was broken, and two bright red lines of blood flowed from his nostrils, and a little blood spread out of his bluish nose.

With another punch, the corners of Zhao Changshou's mouth became bruised, and he coughed a few times in a dull voice, blood mixed with his teeth spurted out of his mouth that was constantly trembling but unable to speak.

Gu Jingzhi's eyes showed indifference and ruthlessness, but at the same time, he was extremely calm.

Silent, punch after punch slammed away, the resentment in the eyes of the people below him had turned into horror, and then into fear and pleading.

But whether it is the first cruel words, or the second plea for help, and the final begging for mercy, they can't be said.

Zhao Changshou could vaguely hear the footsteps around the trail, but he couldn't call for help at all.

At first, I couldn't let go of that face, but now I don't have that opportunity.

He finally realized the fear that Fang Cai Qingluo felt.

Zhao Changshou collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, his suppressed screams getting lower and lower, and the strength of his struggle became weaker and weaker.

Seeing that he has more air in and less air out.

Qingluo, who slowly stabilized his mood and regained his composure, pursed his lips and called softly, "Brother Gu, stop it." ”

Gu Jingzhi's red eyes froze, and finally with a seventy percent of the strength of a punch hammered on Zhao Changshou's chest, who had already fainted.

Then he stood up and kicked with his long feet, and the other party curled up and made a mark on the ground

With a bang, his head half-slammed against the wall, and Zhao Changshou completely fainted.

Gu Jingzhi clearly heard the heavy suppressed gasps of the person behind him in the slightly gloomy path.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his clenched fists, especially the one one, his knuckles covered with a little blood.

Gu Jingzhi woke up suddenly, wiped his hand in his sleeve in a panic, and then saw the blood splashed on the clothes in front of him.

His cold eyes no longer had the sinister aura and lingering cold murderous aura that could not be dispersed, but were full of panic and helplessness.

He was afraid that the people behind him would be afraid of his appearance.

Qingluo didn't notice the change in the mood of the person in front of him, and his gaze looked away and fell on the unconscious person.

In the other party's dirty hair, the face covered with bruises and blood red was faintly visible.

At first, I was suddenly attacked by a surprise attack, and I couldn't resist, and it was ridiculous to hear the reason.

It was obvious that Zhao Baozhu was ridiculously blocking her way, she hadn't arrived home yet, and her brother was going to scare her when he caught up.

He clearly wanted to hold himself in his arms and attract other villagers, so he tied the two together.

At that time, she hated him, and she wanted to kill him!

If she really had the ability, she would probably have killed him at that time.

But then he saw Gu Jingzhi again, and when he saw the man who had just done whatever he wanted to him, he had no ability to resist at all.

Let Brother Gu beat him ferociously, until he was beaten half to death, he couldn't make a loud sound.

She knew that Brother Gu's kindness was that as soon as he didn't comfort himself, he would beat people.

It's not because I ignored her, I was full of anger to vent.

He was afraid that if Zhao Changshou shouted out directly, it would attract the attention of others.

At that time, even if he didn't get close to Zhao Changshou, it was a remote path, two men and a woman.

She was dishevelled again, and when she looked at it, she knew that something had happened.

Even if there are not too many taboos in the countryside, as soon as such a thing is seen, her reputation is ruined.

Brother Gu is protecting himself, so Zhao Changshou did not resist and had no chance to call out.

But because of this, she couldn't let the angry Brother Gu really kill the other party.

Whether it was the disaster of imprisonment or the Zhao family, which seemed to have some origins, she couldn't let Brother Gu suffer because of herself.

Qing Luo's cold gaze left the body of the person who collapsed in the corner of the wall and did not move at all, and then looked at the figure opposite with his back to him, and his eyes slowly softened.

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