The stabbing sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh sounded far and near. He watched the person fall in front of Pei Jinji's eyes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and stabbed the short sword into the body of the person behind him without blinking.

Before the black-clothed masked man had time to rejoice that he had stabbed Yan Chong, he only had time to widen his eyes, feeling the blood spurting out, and he fell to the ground in a daze, dead and dead.

Yan Chong raised his eyes and saw that several figures had already rushed over. With his backhand, he pulled the long sword that pierced into his shoulder blade, and then cut down another person, and ran quickly to Pei Jinji.

Pei Jinzhen has been in one place in his past and present lives, and he has never encountered such a dangerous situation.

Just now, after blowing the jade whistle, it attracted murderous intentions, and she watched the black-clothed masked man holding a knife and rushing towards her murderously, terribly afraid, but her legs and feet were so weak that she didn't have any strength, and she couldn't even escape.

Until the person was pierced through the back by the long sword thrown by Yan Chong, and the blood was splashed on the hem of her skirt, she couldn't help but scream in fright, and at this moment, she was even more powerless.

When Yan Chong came to her side, he saw her shrinking to the side, her eyes were closed, her whole body trembled slightly, and her eyes darkened slightly, but she still softened her voice and shouted in a low voice, "Wanwan." ”

This sound made Pei Jinzhen slowly open his eyes, and when he looked at him, it seemed that his heart was instantly calmer.

"Come on! Let's go! Yan Chong stretched out his hand to grab her and half-dragged her and half-hugged her.

In his ears, the sound of sword collision and shouting of killing was endless, Pei Jinzhen raised his eyes at this time, and saw that a few brocade guards actually came at some point, fighting with those black-clothed masked people, presumably thanks to the blessing of the jade whistle of Fang Cai, no wonder Yan Chong was able to free his hand to come to her.

"Let's go!" Yan Chong pulled her, turned around and walked quickly into the depths of the alley, slowly leaving behind those killing sounds.

Far away, Pei Jinzhen finally calmed down a little, his strength returned, and his reason returned.

"Are we going to Suzaku Gate?" Although a few brocade guards came, those black-clothed masked men were very cruel, and they were afraid of being defeated. I'm afraid it's better for them to go to a crowded place to be safe, right?

Yan Chong didn't answer, didn't look back, pulled her, and walked freely through the dark night.

When he passed a dwelling, he saw the light shining through the crack in the door, and he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Pei Jinzhen was puzzled, looked back at him, and was about to ask, but he was surprised to see him stumble under his feet, and he actually fell the door frame on the side, if it wasn't for the door frame, I was afraid that he would have to plant it directly.

Pei Jinzhen was shocked and hurriedly supported him. "What's wrong with you?" In the faint light from the crack in the door, his pale face and cold sweat all came into view.

Pei Jinzhen was intuitively not good, the hand on his arm couldn't help but explore on him, and when he moved up, he touched the stickiness of a palm, and her heart "groaned", and then moved up, and she could hear his irrepressible muffled snort.

He's hurt. And the injury is not light.

In an instant, Pei Jinzhen's face was snow-white again, and he didn't look much better than his.

Inside the door, there was the sound of approaching footsteps. The bolt of the door was opened, and an old woman looked at it, as if she didn't expect it to be a stranger, first stunned, and then afraid that she could see the blood stains on the two of them clearly, and her face changed in shock, so she slammed the door and wanted to close it.

One hand, but it reached in, and in his hand, he held a silver ingot.

"Borrow it from your home, rest assured, it will be fine."

The old woman hesitated for a moment, her eyes aimed at the silver ingot, and then at the bloody knife that Yan Chong was holding in her hand, and finally gritted her teeth and opened the door.

Pei Jinzhen hurriedly helped Yan Chong to walk in quickly.

The old woman led them into a room, with a low eaves and a dim candlelight.

"I'm going to boil some water." With that, he turned around and left.

"Auntie, slow down." Yan Chong shouted lightly, "Is there wine at home?" The stronger, the better. ”

"There are burning knives. Wait, I'll fetch it. ”

"There's Aunt Lao."

As soon as the old woman turned out of the room, Yan Chong couldn't hold it anymore, and almost couldn't stand it on Pei Jinzhen's shoulder.

Startled Pei Jinzhen, turned his head to look at his face, and knew that he was holding on in front of the old woman. "How are you?" In her tone, she couldn't help but be frightened.

Yan Chong shook his head, "That knife is poisonous. ”

Pei Jinzhen felt a "sigh" in his heart, "What should I do then?" ”

Yan Chong raised his hand, brushed it twice, and tore off his clothes, revealing his solid shoulders. "Come on! Help me! Squeeze out the poisonous blood. ”

At such a juncture, Pei Jinzhen really can't care about those red tapes. Looking up at his shoulder blades, I was shocked. The sword stabbed from behind, and directly pierced it, the hole was the size of a child's fist, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the broken place was faintly visible white bones, and the blood was still gurgling out, only the blood, but there was a trace of demonic bright purple.

Pei Jinzhen only felt that his heart was twitching and twitching, and the pain was a little terrible.

"Hurry up! If you don't want me to die here! Yan Chong lowered his voice and said.

Pei Jinzhen was excited, and he woke up, but after all, his face was white, and he trembled for a moment, and then his hands trembled and pressed on his wound. After his eyes were certain, he was ruthless, gritted his teeth and said, "You bear with it!" ”

"Come on!" Yan Chong's pale face was already sweating, but he could still squeeze out a smile at her.

Pei Jinzhen knew the severity of his own weight, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, gritted his teeth, pressed the wound, squeezed it gently, and the blood flowed out.

Yan Chong's teeth were clenched, and his muscles were tense, but he still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Again." He said in a hoarse voice, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his sideburns.

Pei Jinzhen was ruthless, and squeezed it hard several times in a row, and the blood gurgled down, splashing her all over her body. She couldn't care about anything, but fortunately, the bright purple color in the blood faded a little and gradually became normal.

She looked up, but saw that he could barely sit still, his head was full of bruises, his teeth were clenched, his face was pale, and he was covered in cold sweat, as if he was about to faint in pain.

She was so confused that for a while, she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, the footsteps came, but it was the old woman who went and returned, carrying a teapot in one hand and a wine jar in the other.

Pei Jinzhen hurriedly went up to help.

After washing the wound with water, he poured it again with the wine.

In the process, Yan Chong was tense and trembling in pain.

When everything was done, Pei Jinzhen pulled his skirt and bandaged his wound temporarily, he couldn't sit still and reclined on the couch, his eyelids drooped, and his weak appearance was something Pei Jinzhen had never seen.

"What now?" Pei Jinzhen asked again, unable to hide his worry.

"It's fine." Yan Chong was very calm at this time, "Those killers missed, as soon as my people came, they would only return with a feather, there is no need to be afraid, wait a minute, someone will come to look for us." ”