Chapter 8: The Death of the Ancient God of War (8) Professor
Although it was strange that he was familiar with the terrain here, he wanted to ask him if he had been here, and remembered the tenderness and intimacy when he comforted me, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed to speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoYou walked silently in front, occasionally in a place where the road conditions were bad, and from time to time he turned around to help me, maybe this is just his gentlemanly behavior, but it inevitably warmed my heart in a trembling situation.
"Be careful!" You Zhuo suddenly turned around and dragged me into his arms, and the moment I turned around, I clearly felt something grazing my hair and flying over, "Ah! I screamed in horror. I heard the sound of "duang~", which turned out to be a sharp dagger, which was flashed by me and only hit the tomb wall and bounced to the ground. How could any ghost use a dagger to harm people, his heart was full of anger, and he secretly cursed, "Grandma's leg, which grandson is it!" A figure suddenly popped out of the darkness in the side passage and rushed straight towards You Zhuo, and before he could see who it was, he saw that he had already scuffled with You Zhuo. I picked up the dagger on the ground, waiting for an opportunity to go over to help, and hit the man who suddenly turned his back to me and rode on Youzhuo, a good opportunity, I sneaked over with a dagger, and I had a good plan in my heart, and I raised the dagger and stabbed it down to finish the work, but when the two of them got closer, my hands kept shaking. No, no, what should I do? I can't do it, I haven't even killed a chicken, and now I'm going to stab people with a knife...... Just as he was hesitating, You Zhuo glanced at my embarrassment, as if he saw something ridiculous, pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, and slammed his waist and legs on the man's lower abdomen, and rolled and rode on the man's waist while he was in pain, picked up his arm and punched him heavily. Seeing that he had the upper hand again, I was temporarily relieved. "Little music! Xiaole "Hearing someone call me, I turned around and saw Jiang Jiayi trotting over half-hunched. Jiang Jiayi pulled my sleeve and walked to the corner away from the fight, "Great, you are safe." "Jiayi, let's catch up in a while, help You Zhuo first" I was worried about You Zhuo's comfort, I pushed Zheng Jiayi's hand away and thought about running back to help. "Jiayi, don't go over! You Zhuo is very dangerous, "Nonsense, he is not dangerous, why do I let you help together, Jiang Jiayi grabbed my wrist tightly, and I looked at her with some dissatisfaction, "Xiaole, you don't know yet, Professor Hu was killed by You Zhuo!" "What's the situation?" After the ground collapsed, I, Jixiang, Professor Hu and You Zhuo fell into a snake hole, fortunately, we climbed on the cave wall and were not attacked by a group of snakes, and when we climbed upward, You Zhuo kicked Professor Hu down while we were unprepared, "Jiang Jiayi began to choke...... Whining...... Isn't this what he did to kill the professor?! She glared at me viciously, as if to blame me for standing with You Zhuo just now, this news came too suddenly, like a thunderbolt from the sky, how could it be? How could the man who saved me from danger and gave me tender comfort in my despair be a murderer? Jiang Jiayi was still babbling something in her ears, but I couldn't listen to it, and watched blankly as You Zhuo subdued the man, tied him with a mountaineering rope, and threw it in front of us.
"Let go of me, you murderer!" Sure enough, the person who plotted against us with a dagger was auspicious. You Zhuo walked over to us, Jiang Jiayi hid behind me in fear, and shouted at him, "Don't come here!" You murderer! You stopped and looked at me inquiringly. Are they telling the truth? I felt myself trembling, but I didn't feel scared of him, but I suddenly felt sad, "Is it true?" I yelled at You. Ji'er, I won't hurt you. "You Zhuo's answer is not what he asked, but he seems to have acquiesced in the matter." Don't," tears flowed inexplicably, "We don't know each other that well, don't call me so affectionately." Like the chagrin of being deceived, I coldly threw out such a sentence, and the tone of each word made even me feel cold and piercing. You Clumsy's eyes suddenly dimmed, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and repeated sadly, "I really won't hurt you." He turned around and picked up his backpack and disappeared into the darkness.