Chapter 50: Fighting

Wen Wanrong's mouth was filled with a fishy sweet taste, covering her face, instinctively hiding back, shaking her head with red eyes, saying that no one sent her, and then saw the scalded hand, and quickly apologized: "I didn't mean to burn you, don't hit me, I can go buy you scald medicine." ”

As she spoke, she took off the white jade earrings and the gilt bracelet and the hairpin on her head and put them on the ground, saying that as long as she was released, all the valuable items on her body belonged to him.

The other party glanced at the jewelry, then looked at her, thought for a moment, and locked his gaze on her neck.

Wen Wanrong suddenly understood, quickly covered the pendant on the necklace, and said sincerely: "I can't give you this." ”

"You're the most valuable." The other party smiled and didn't smile, "Think I don't know the goods?" ”

Of course, Wen Wanrong knew that the pendant was the most valuable, this was after the tortoiseshell incident, Qin Yang gave her a raindrop-shaped night pearl pendant the next day, and put it on for her at that time, and said that it took a lot of effort to get it, and asked her not to lose it.

At that time, she was angry, she ignored it, and it was a lie that she didn't let go in her heart.

"Please, I'll give you everything except the pendant." Wen Wanrong was about to cry, tore off the money bag hanging from her belt and threw it on the ground, "I have fifteen taels of broken silver here, you take it to drink, it's not enough, I can exchange these jewelry for money." ”

The other party was unmoved, and saw that he wanted her necklace, and ripped off the necklace without saying a word.

Wen Wanrong grabbed the pendant and didn't let go: "I said, I can't give this!" ”

Before the words fell, the other party raised a foot and kicked her to the ground, and she didn't get up for a long time.

"Give me back the pendant!" Wen Wanrong couldn't get up, reached out and grabbed the corner of the other party's pants, and didn't let go.

The other party was annoyed, and stamped on her back vigorously, and suddenly the whole spine was so painful that her internal organs trembled, she didn't even snort, and she couldn't move for a long time lying on the ground.

She hated the barbaric and rude Northern Barbarians, and she was going to confirm the nest before sending a signal, but Wen Wanrong didn't want to endure it!

Taking advantage of the other party's entry into the house, she neglected her precautions and took out the phosphorus cannon that Qin Yang gave her from her arms, like the phosphorus arrow, it was Song Zhi's masterpiece, but this phosphorus cannon was the same as the firecracker, and it was specially used to send signals.

With all her might, she grazed the fuse on the ground and threw it into a corner, blocking her ears.

Hearing only a loud sound like spring thunder, Wen Wanrong only felt that her ears were numb, and the entire courtyard trembled.

The Northern Barbarian spies were also confused by this sound.

When a room of people came out, Wen Wanrong was staggering towards the courtyard gate, intending to escape.

Someone rushed up with an arrow, grabbed her hair, raised his hand and was about to slap her, when suddenly a cold light, half of the white blade pierced through her chest, and warm blood splashed half of her face.

"Run! What are you doing in a daze! A familiar voice yelled at her.

Wen Wanrong followed the sound and saw Qin Yang jumping in from the outer wall alone, and soon fell into a melee with more than ten people on the other side.

Only then did she come back to her senses, and the knife on the murdered spy was Qin Yang's.

In order to save her, he didn't want any weapons.

Wen Wanrong knew that he was injured, and she was afraid that her two fists would be invincible to her four hands, so she didn't know where the strength came from, so she pulled out the knife from the deceased, shouted Qin Yang, and threw the knife over.

Qin Yang just caught it.

A dozen people against one, like a hyena fighting against a wolf, each fighting by experience.

Wen Wanrong saw Qin Yang's ferocity for the first time, slashing the vital points with his moves, blood smearing the walls and splashing everywhere, which did not affect his hands at all.

For a moment, she was afraid, and her usual flamboyance was not worth mentioning in comparison.

"Let's go! I'm scared silly again! Qin Yang saw that she didn't move, and wanted to come over, but was blocked by a knife.