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"Call him Gu Li." Zhao Ping'an spit out a sentence and turned around to go back to the temple.

The child's surname is Gu, but his mother exchanged his life for his life, and the Li family also needs to be commemorated.

"Are you sure the person is gone?" She still knelt next to Li, took a deep breath, and asked Lou Qingyang.

Lou Qingyang tested Li's pulse again and nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, now let's start stitching. Brother Lou, you look carefully. Zhao Ping'an took a deep breath and picked up the prepared sutures in the tray.

Vomit!

But before she could do anything, suddenly, a strange voice came inexplicably.

It's so close, it's in this room!

The sound of a man's retching.

Zhao Ping'an subconsciously raised his head and found that Lou Qingyang was also surprised. But there were no other men in the room besides him.

Lord of the Land?!

In an instant, Zhao Ping'an was so frightened that his hairs stood on end.

She has experienced three lives and three lives, and she is no longer afraid of ghosts and gods. But that doesn't mean she won't react if something happens suddenly.

It's just, creepy, okay?

"I'm hallucinating?" She burst out.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain this phenomenon. How big is this small temple, and the man will be one of them. If it's a rough woman's voice, she's the only woman here.

She didn't say anything, Li has passed away, and she won't speak again, so ......

If the voice came from outside the door...... But she could hear it clearly, it was clearly from the room, and it seemed to be behind the statue.

Lou Qingyang didn't understand the modern language she subconsciously spoke, but the general meaning was understood, so he shook his head.

He didn't say anything, but he told her with his mouth: I heard it too.

At the same time, he pointed to the idol.

Meaning: He also felt that the voice came from there.

At this time, Zhao Ping'an became nervous, and Lou Qingyang was the same. But the difference between men and women is that even a very rational woman will be sensual, and a straight man is much more direct.

Just when Zhao Ping'an was still wondering whether the land lord was speaking, Lou Qingyang had already determined: There was a person hidden behind the statue. is still sneaky like this, it will definitely be detrimental to the eldest princess. So in the next second, he grabbed the bloody scalpel that had not yet been put away, and stood up quietly and quickly, blocking in front of Zhao Ping'an.

Vomit!

Again.

This time, even Zhao Ping'an confirmed that the voice came from behind the statue, not the statue itself.

"Someone!" She immediately made a decision and shouted loudly.

However, her reaction was still half a beat slower after all, and at the moment when she spoke, the broken idol of Grandpa Land suddenly collapsed backwards, that is, in the direction of Zhao Ping'an. Because of the narrow space in the temple, it was about to hit her position.

Subconsciously, Lou Qingyang protected Zhao Ping'an with his backhand.

Also subconsciously, Zhao Ping'an lay in the air on top of Li's corpse.

The sound of crumbling, booming, and disintegrating is endless. At the same time it was dusty and blinded everyone.

Zhao Ping'an gritted his teeth, his body tensed, and he felt that those few seconds were as long as hours.

However, the painful feeling of being smashed did not come, and even a single tile did not fall on her body. She was so choked that she couldn't breathe, so she could only hold her breath until the dust gradually fell, and she could see her surroundings clearly.

The small temple was already dilapidated, the walls were crispy, and the walking was heavier, and all the dust fell downward. In order to be able to operate in a relatively clean environment, Qiu Xiang even built a tent with a broken wooden frame, covered with a white cloth, and blocked the operation ground at will. In such a situation, the small temple can still be completed in the spring and summer season. In autumn and winter, a strong wind can blow it down.

And the movement just now, the fall of the statue caused a chain reaction, and now the entire temple collapsed, and now there are only two earthen walls left in the place that was fine just now. There was bricks and rubble everywhere, and the beams of the small temple were rotten wood, which was broken into several pieces at this time, and rolled everywhere.

Zhao Ping'an's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief and secretly rejoice. Because the beam was already above her head, and now it fell on the ground not far from her, if it hit her head, she would die.

But soon, her second reaction came: frightened.

I saw Lou Qingyang lying not far away with his head covered in blood, and a short piece of wood stained with blood rolled on his side, obviously he was unfortunately hit by the cross. No, it should be said that he was injured, after all, although Lou Qingyang fainted, judging from the amount of bleeding and the integrity of his head, it seems that he did not cause too serious injuries.

And her third reaction was even more frightened.

Because she felt someone half-hugging her from behind.

The woman's sixth sense told her that it was a man, and that it was a young man. The muscles on which her back rested were elastic, clearly from her young body. The arm was thicker than that of a woman, but it was not as strong and stable as Mu Yuan, and holding her like this, the weight of her body did not completely fall on it, but the person's body trembled slightly.

Then, she jerked back, only to see a face close at hand, almost touching the tip of her nose.

The lower half of the face is covered with a well-textured face towel, which is actually embroidered with flowers. The upper part of the face is a pair of thick and heroic sword eyebrows, a pair of large black and white eyes, and dark skin.

"Divine doctor beauty, didn't you scare, right?" He winked at Zhao Ping'an and asked with a smile.

Zhao Ping'an's instinctive reaction was to throw this strange young man away, but unfortunately she was half-lying on Li's corpse, even though she was usually in good health, not like those powerless Miss Jiao and scholars, but she didn't have much strength.

But to her surprise, it worked!

It worked!

The young man was pushed back two steps by the force of her elbow, and a cry of pain was heard.

This person is beautiful and beautiful, but it's a pity that the embroidered pillow is a bag of grass!

Zhao Ping'an secretly rejoiced and was about to take the next step, Qiu Xiang and Ah Peng, who were guarding outside the temple, also went from being stunned and instinctively avoiding to rushing in to rescue.

"Miss!" They rushed to Zhao Ping'an's side, one left and one right.

Qiu Xiang came too quickly, and knocked the young man backwards and back, and finally sat on Lou Qingyang's body.

And here, there is a sudden change.

Seeing that Qiu Xiang and Ah Peng were about to protect Zhao Ping'an's side, a snowy long sword came across the sky and slammed it on Zhao Ping'an's snow-white neck.

Qiu Xiang rushed violently, couldn't hold her feet, and screamed in fright.

It was Ah Peng who grabbed her, so that she did not become an accomplice in "killing" the only princess of Dajiangguo.

"Who's coming?" Ah Peng broke off his drink, and pointed the knife in his hand at the person holding Zhao Ping'an hostage.

It was an old man, with a gray beard, obviously with the characteristics of a Great Xia person.

Wasn't her previous suspicion right? Is it really that the Great Xia people invaded the border and brought about this unexpected assassination?

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