Chapter 4: A Moment of Life and Death

The battle was about to break out, and Yu Wenhao saw the two sides joining the battle, so he hurriedly found a place and prepared to hide.

Just as he was about to hide, a voice came from Yuwen's house.

"Waste things, want to take advantage of the chaos in the family to escape? ”

I saw a young man stepping on the bluestone slab and running towards Yu Wenhao with a wave of anger.

"Damn, it turned out to be Yu Wentong's dog's leg, no, you have to run quickly. When Yu Wenhao heard the voice, he paused for a second and immediately ran away.

"Stop me—" The person behind him saw Yu Wenhao fleeing, and shouted while chasing and killing.

If you tell you to stop, stop, Yuwenhao is not so stupid, the person behind him is a martial artist, although the martial artist is the lowest, it is not something that Yuwenhao can deal with.

Whew!

After running for a distance, Yu Wenhao's face was red, his ears were red, he was out of breath, and he secretly scolded himself for not being angry, but in order to escape for his life, he dared to hesitate at all, endured the pain in his chest, and continued to run.

Seeing that the person behind him was getting closer and closer to him, he was anxious, but helpless, who called himself ineffective?

Bang!

While he was thinking wildly, he didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet at all, and fell to the ground. Rolling on the steps several times in a row, he finally lay on the ground with his head bleeding, extremely embarrassed.

When he wanted to get up and continue running, the person behind him jumped and appeared in front of him.

"Hahahaha, run, why don't you keep running? I didn't expect a waste young master to run quite fast, but ...... No matter how fast you run, it won't fall into my hands. ”

Yuwen Jiang smiled, looking at Yu Wenhao who looked a little embarrassed on the ground, it was really rare to see the young master of a family fall to the ground so embarrassed, this kind of thing, at the moment when Yuwen Yi was in power, he didn't dare to imagine it, but there was such a scene today, could he not be excited?

Yu Wenhao has a prominent identity, and he has always been unattainable, and Yu Wenjiang's side children are even more out of reach, and of course he was overjoyed when he saw this scene.

Yuwen Jiang, for the sake of the past, you let me go. With Yuwen Hao's temperament, he didn't want to let go of his identity and beg Yuwen Jiang to let him go, but he was unwilling to die in the hands of such a little person.

"Phew, you want me to let you go, do you think it's possible?" Yuwen Jiang spat at the ground, looked at Yuwen Hao viciously, and the killing intent fluctuated in his eyes.

"Are you sure that unless you let me die today, you will take your head the day after tomorrow. "It's not soft anymore, Yu Wenhao didn't want to lose his nature, so he got up from the ground and looked directly at Yu Wen Jiang.

Feeling Yuwen Hao's sharp eyes, Yuwen Jiang paused, then shook his head and recovered.

"Waste, even you dare to threaten me, it seems that if I don't kill you today, I'm sorry for your unyielding spirit. Yuwen Jiang's right fist clenched instantly, and his body moved.

Seeing that his fist was slowly expanding, Yu Wenhao's pupils contracted, could it be that he had just been reborn and died like this?

"No, no, if you die, the trip really loses its meaning. At the last moment, Yu Wenhao shouted in his heart, instinctively avoiding the fist that had hit him.

"Hmm, I actually dodged it, how is this possible?" Yuwen Jiang's figure stopped, his face full of incredulity.

He is a martial artist, Yu Wenhao has not even reached the martial artist, it is impossible for him to dodge such a close attack.

It is said that people's potential is unlimited, and they can only be better exerted when facing life and death, and this moment is verified, otherwise there is really no other explanation.

"It must be his luck, this time it's impossible!" Yuwen Jiang comforted himself and patted his chest.

The mood was calmed down, and he attacked Yu Wenhao again, this time, his fist was not the same as before, and a golden light appeared on it.

"You actually used Xuan Li, Yuwen Jiang, you are determined to put me to death!" Yu Wenhao felt a sad cry in his heart, these people have accepted his father's favor, and now they still can't tolerate a waste.

Although he escaped Yuwen Jiang's attack without danger, it also made Yu Wenhao's remaining strength completely empty, and the wound on his forehead was so hot and painful under the scorching sun that he was about to faint.

"Suffer death, Yu Wenhao, remember to vote for a good family in the next life. Yuwen Jiang used his Xuan power, of course, he had a greater grasp of himself, and he spoke with confidence.

Bang!

This time Yuwen Hao couldn't avoid it at all, it was really Yuwen Jiang who used his Xuan Force much faster than before, and his fist slammed into Yu Wenhao's chest, Yu Wenhao flew out upside down in response, and then slammed it on the ground, rolling a few times before stopping.

Burst~

Yuwen Jiang's punch made his chest feel painful, and his whole body turned over, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Waste is waste, and I can't even fight back, but ...... It should be a good experience to be able to trample the once high young master under his feet!" The corners of Yuwen Jiang's mouth hooked, dispersed the Xuan Li, and walked towards Yu Wenhao.

"Damn, even such a low-level martial artist can bully me. Yu Wenhao wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth and forehead, and reluctantly stood up.

"Yo he, it's a little interesting, I didn't expect you to be so wasteful and not useless, at least your ability to resist hits is worthy of my admiration. Yuwen Jiang's eyes showed a hint of shock, and then he immediately recovered and continued to taunt Yuwen Hao.

"Phew, no matter how hard you try, it still can't change the fact that you are a dog, although I, Yu Wenhao, are dead, but you can't be humiliated. ”

Yu Wenhao spat out the blood in his mouth, his cheeks were bloody, his face was hideous, and he stared at Yuwen Jiang through gritted teeth. Seeing Yuwen's sudden appearance of death as if he were at home, Yuwen Jiang was really startled.

"You...... Waste, you're not qualified to speak of me. Yuwen Jiang pointed at Yu Wenhao and took a step back in fear.

Yes, he was frightened by Yu Wenhao, at this moment Yu Wenhao had blood in his mouth, his teeth were bright red, his face was pale, and his body was full of dust. Due to the break of the belt, the long hair spread out and fluttered in the breeze, where there was still the appearance of a young master.

"Hehe, you are just a group of white-eyed wolves who can't be fed, what qualifications do you have to drive me out of the family?" Although he felt that his injuries were getting worse and worse, Yu Wenhao's momentum did not decrease at all.

"Enough...... Shut up for me!" Yuwen Jiang hated Yu Wenhao the most when he talked about these things, and now he was on the verge of anger, clenched his fists, and vowed to kill Yuwen Hao.

Seeing Yuwen Jiang's fist slowly approaching, Yuwen Hao closed his eyes unwillingly......

Ahem –

After coughing hard, Yu Wenhao opened his eyes with difficulty.

He saw the glazed ceiling, with staggered beams in the middle, but staggered.

The surrounding walls are lined with wooden railings, and various beautiful paintings are hung on them, creating a vivid picture that seems to blend in with this room.

"This is hell, why does it look so beautiful?" Yu Wenhao thought he was dead, and when he saw what he saw, he couldn't help but wonder.

"You're awake—"

A nightingale-like voice rang in his ears, pulling him into reality.

Turning his head, Yu Wenhao saw a woman in her prime of life.

She has long waist-length hair, a pair of willow eyebrows, clear phoenix eyes, and a petite nose. Red lips and bright teeth, jade cheeks and melon seed face. The neck is white, the snow valley is looming, completely filled with a girlish atmosphere, and the fragrance of virginity is very charming.

Dressed in a snow-white light veil, the figure is naturally expressed, especially the waist, Yingying grasps it, and her long skirt is spread out, like a hibiscus out of the water, which is beautiful. Sitting generously on the edge of the bed where Yu Wenhao was lying, his hands were on the long skirt, and the beautiful jade onion fingers were extremely soft.

Yu Wenhao can only be described in two words: perfect.

"This woman should only come from the sky, and the jade pavilion is fragrant. Yu Wenhao highlighted a poem in his heart.

"Enough of it?" Sensing Yu Wenhao's impolite stare at her, the woman's face was blushing and slightly disgusted.

"Where is this?" Yu Wenhao did not respond to her, but asked where he was. In his impression, shouldn't he have died in the hands of Yuwen Jiang?