Chapter 223: Who Stands in the Way of This Sword for Whom?

Seeing that everyone is still struggling, let me add one more sentence, what is Su Aiweiluo?

The main reason he loved Vero in the first place was that she could calm his heart. It was when she was around him that he could feel peaceful and comfortable. This point has been mentioned repeatedly from the time the two met when they were children, to their reunion, and all the way to the back.

But later, when she became the source of his greatest trouble, was it still incomprehensible for him to let go?

Time is passing bit by bit.

Wei Luo, who was sitting stiffly in Gongzi Jingling's arms, just lowered his head like this, and lowered his head with a pale face.

At this moment, she couldn't feel what everyone at the banquet said or what eyes they had.

Gongzi Jingling only frowned, drinking wine bottle by bottle, while greeting the people who came to please him.

I don't know how long it took, but some people gradually collapsed in the feast.

At this time, Wei Luo heard Gongzi Jingling's cold voice coming, "Okay!" ”

With that, he pushed Wei Luo away and stood up, turning to leave, but his hand was still tightly gripping her arm from beginning to end.

Wei Luo was still half-hugged by him and walked out of the hall.

At this time, the bright moon was like washing, the sky was shining, and Gongzi Jingling's hand had already wrapped around Wei Luo's waist. But he didn't use his arms, his five fingers, tightly grasping her thin waist, holding tightly.

Wei Luo lowered his head and stiffly looked at his overlapping figure in the moonlight. Her cloudy sideburns and green silk have hung down, quietly blocking her eyes, covering her eyes, and the complex emotions that can't be hidden.

The shadows of the trees are swaying, the autumn breeze is bleak, everything is so beautiful, so beautiful.

Gongzi Jingling hugged Wei Luo's waist tightly, his head was held high, his thin lips were pursed into a line, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and a touch of anger and anger flashed in his midnight-like eyes. However, in this anger and anger, there is still a faint sense of confusion and bitterness.

All around were a crowd of aristocrats, and their carriages were parked in the square, which was five hundred meters away. Next to the carriage, Wen Gong and others were looking this way.

Walking on the boulevard, the moonlight shines through the dense foliage, speckled and reflected on people.

Such a beautiful night, in such a cold autumn breeze, Gongzi Jingling did not have the joy of the day at all, and after his eyebrows jumped a few times, he lowered his head and looked at Wei Luo.

He didn't notice that when he was in a trance and extremely angry, a middle-aged swordsman who walked between the powerful and the swordsmen slowed down a little.

Five-step, four-step,。。。。。。 One-step!

This is the time!

Lightning and thunder!

The swordsman "whew", took out a dagger-like short sword from his arms, and jumped at the same time, and rushed towards Wei Luo with thunder!

People have just moved, and the wind and thunder have sounded! The sword roared, and Huang Mang faintly vomited!

This is a master who is close to the grandmaster level!

It was a blow with all his might that he didn't care about!

said that it was too late and that was fast, the swordsman, who was originally less than a meter away from the two of them, shouted violently, his tongue bloomed in the spring thunder, and the short sword stabbed towards Wei Luo's heart!!

Gongzi Jingling is like a cloud of masters behind him, but at this time, everyone has just left the hall, and the flow of people is like a tide. Invisibly, they are already two or three steps away from Gongzi Jingling.

And this assassin, when he was only one step away from them, unleashed this full force blow!

The wind is howling and the cold is biting!

Gongzi Jingling just lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cold light that pierced Wei Luo's heart!

At the moment, Gongzi Jingling's face changed greatly! He screamed violently, and didn't have time to think about anything, so he twisted his body and flashed, forcibly pulled Wei Luo in front of him, and then, he blocked it on the side of his back, protected Wei Luo alive, and used his flesh and blood to carry the sword that was enough to break the golden cracking stone!

Wei Luo, who faintly felt palpitations, suddenly raised his head and saw this scene! She saw Gongzi Jingling forcibly pushing herself away, and saw him carrying him on his shoulders! She saw the short sword that was spitting cold, and pierced his right flank and lower chest and lungs with a whistling wind!

Wei Luo was shocked.

In an instant, her eyes widened to the limit! Her heart stopped beating!

At this moment, her mind was clear, and the crazy screams around her did not have a trace in her ears!

Once again, she entered that mysterious realm, and she clearly felt that the short sword, which was only five inches away from Gongzi Jingling's right flank, instantly became extremely slow!

Wei Luo let out a loud voice.

With a whistling sound, her left hand stretched out like lightning, and then her right hand followed!

That's lightning speed! Even the assassin was just a flash in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he heard the sound of his short sword "Bu" into the flesh!

I stabbed!

The Assassin thought happily.

But the joy was only a flash, and then he turned around with another thought: Alas, it was the woman I was going to kill!

All of this is just a moment, just a blink of an eye.

At the same time as the sound of a short sword entering the flesh was heard, the assassin clearly heard the sound of bones shattering. Then, his sword couldn't move!

His sword was forcibly grabbed!

He looked intently.

At this glance, his eyes suddenly widened.

His sword really pierced the human body. But it was the woman's left wrist bone that was pierced!

His sword was now deep in the woman's left wrist bone. Blood splattered, white bones faintly, the woman's right hand, in an encircling momentum, passed through Gongzi Jingling's left waist, and then, tightly grasped the hilt of the short sword!

No wonder, his sword could no longer pierce!

The swordsmen beside Gongzi Jingling rushed forward, Kankan pulled out his sword, and saw this scene:

That woman, with her left hand, firmly blocked the threat of Gongzi Jingling! The assassin's short sword was deep in her wrist, and at the same time, it was also stuck in the right flank of Gongzi Jingling.

Blood, like a stream, was gurgling downward, and in the blink of an eye, it followed Gongzi Jingling's black robe, and at his feet, it was in a pool of blood!

Exclamations, shouts, one after another!

It wasn't until the assassin's stunned eyes that Wei Luo felt pain in his wrist.

For some reason, she didn't feel how intense the pain was, she just lowered her head and quickly looked at Gongzi Jingling's flank, and after a glance, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she muttered: "The sword is not long, it should not have pierced the lungs." In joy, her right hand let go of the hilt of her dagger that she was gripping tightly.

Tonight, Wei Luo, who showed his first smile, didn't notice that his eyes were so dark that Gongzi Jingling's face was so pale at this time.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

The one who laughed out loud was the assassin who was pointed at with a long sword by the swordsmen of Gongzi Jingling.

His laughter was so loud and deafening!

He laughed for the fifth time, then abruptly stopped.

The assassin lowered his head and stared at Wei Luo with heavy eyes, staring at Gongzi Jingling, staring at Gongzi Jingling who protected Wei Luo with his back, and staring at Wei Luo who held him by the waist and blocked the sword for Gongzi Jingling with his wrist.

Staring, he laughed again.

In the midst of laughter, he sighed and said, "What a pity! What a pity! What a great opportunity, such a great opportunity! You can't kill a woman! ”

In the laughter, he didn't care about the long swords that were hanging around his neck and pointing between his vests. With a lift of his right hand, he pulled out the short sword stuck between Wei Luo's hand bones hesitantly!

"Zi-" There was a sound on the ground, and blood splattered half a step!

This time, there were three people who were splashed with blood for half a step, one was the blood splashed from Wei Luo's wrist, the second was the blood splashed from Gongzi Jingling's right flank, and the third was the blood splashed from the assassin's neck!

As the Assassin forcibly drew his sword, a long sword slung around his neck cut one of his small arteries!

Amid the Assassin's laughter, Gongzi Jingling lowered his head and stretched out his hands at the same time, covering Wei Luo's wrists heavily, trying to block the blood that shot out.

At this time, he completely forgot that his wound was also splashing blood, he held Wei Luo's wrist tightly, raised his eyes and stared at the swordsman with murderous anger, and shouted: "Don't kill him!" ”

Gongzi Jingling's shout had just been spit out, and the assassin was already letting out a long howl.

In the roar, he didn't care about the seven or eight sharp swords on his body, and he slammed back with such a "bang".

Because Gongzi Jingling had just ordered not to kill him, the swordsmen put away their swords at the same time when he collided backwards.

Seeing this, the assassin burst into laughter again.

With laughter, he took two quick steps back.

However, he also only took two steps back.

There were swordsmen on all sides, and there was no way he could escape, and obviously he didn't have the intention of doing so.

The Assassin was no more than thirty years old, with a yellowish face, sparse eyebrows, and a slightly pointed chin, as if he were a sick man.

It was such a sick man, and as soon as he stood firm, he burst into laughter.

His laughter was loud and clear, and there was no uneasiness or timidity in his voice.

In the midst of laughter, he stared at Wei Luo, grinned, and showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled: "The woman is really loyal to her husband!" However, if you kill the first king, the Chu State will be defeated, the overlord will no longer be, even if you are loyal and virtuous, my Chu people will swear to the death! It's a pity that this debt can't be collected today. Hahaha. ”

He turned his head to look at Gongzi Jingling again, and sighed: "A certain avenging the country and exposing his face will inevitably affect the new master!" Wen Gongzi has lofty ambitions, and the beggar will no longer delve into it! ”

As soon as the words fell, his right hand "whew"! Slap yourself in the face!

In a sudden burst of exclamations, the assassin slammed his own face with a blow with enough internal force.

In an instant, blood splattered and brains splattered! Red and white liquid, splashed three or four paces away.

With a thud, the assassin's body fell to the ground.

And at this time, his body was already in tatters, and his skull was cracked!

There was a sound of vomiting all around.

With the sound of vomiting, Gongzi Jingling closed his eyes.

He and the swordsmen around him, as well as Wei Luo and the others, all understood that the reason why this person disfigured himself was that he didn't want people to take his body to identify his origin and identify which powerful person he had brought to the banquet.

In this era, people are accustomed to using bamboo slips, and their technique in drawing human images is very inferior. After the Assassin disfigured himself, it was very difficult for everyone to find out his master and his name from memory. It seems that although he begged Gongzi Jingling not to investigate deeply, he was not at ease after all!

However, no matter what era it is, it is the wish of every man who fights in the sea of blood to be able to leave the whole body and die.

However, this assassin, this dignified husband, in order to protect his master, actually ended his life by such a method of killing no body!

Gongzi Jingling, who had already preliminarily bound the wound, carefully supported Wei Luo, who was also covered in the wound, and turned around with her.

He turned his head to look at the assassin's corpse solemnly, and took Wei Luo with him, bent down towards it, and bowed deeply.

After saluting, he sighed in a deep voice: "What a great husband! Please bury it! Announce to everyone, and those who provide their names will be rewarded! Those who wish to bring the corpse back to their ancestors will be rewarded! Whoever it is, it will never be held accountable! ”

Gongzi Jingling's voice was deep and loud, and it was loud and loud. He was surrounded by powerful men and wise men, and when he said this, he was already a golden mouth.

At that moment, all the swordsmen bowed down in unison and replied loudly: "No! ”

In the sound of promise, Gongzi Jingling lowered his head, looked at Wei Luo, whose face was as white as paper due to too much blood, and said softly and gently: "Xiao'er, let's go home." As he said this, blood gushed out again from the wound on his right flank, and in an instant he soaked through half of his shirt.

Chapter 223: Who Stands in the Way of This Sword for Whom?

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