Chapter Twenty-Seven: Which Hand Touched Her?

"How is it?" the bandit leader stared at Dong Chuchen's intoxicating eyes, admiringly.

Qing Xihuan looked at Dong Chuchen vigorously, and he stared at the bow and arrow in the hands of the bandits.

Dong Chuchen nodded slightly at Qing Xihuan, Qing Xihuan knew that Dong Chuchen understood, and quietly retreated, preparing to take the bow and arrow from the bandit's hand in one fell swoop. With a bow and arrow, there is the expectation of escape. At this time, we must also pay attention to cooperation, fortunately, Dong Chuchen is cooperative.

"She's going to run~" Dong Chuchen stretched out his hand and pointed at Qing Xihuan, and several bandits looked towards Qing Xihuan.

In an instant, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Qing Xihuan, who had nowhere to hide like a thief. In front of everyone's eyes, the bandit leader tied Qing Xihuan with hemp rope.

"Little girl, what are you running away, you want to sell your sister and run away by yourself, it's really a ghost. After the bandit leader tied up Qing Xihuan, he stretched out his rough hand and stroked Qing Xihuan's chin.

Qing Xihuan threw his head to the side, and suddenly felt disgusted and fearful, if he died, he would not have such a good chance to come back again, if he had no ability to resist, he might become a plaything under the bandits, disgusting!

The bandits were still wantonly pinching Qing Xihuan's chin and laughing, Dong Chuchen stared at Qing Xihuan's hand, staring for a long time, his eyes piercing.

"Little girl, tell me, we're doing things here, is it okay~Ah?hahahaha?" The bandit leader showed a disgusting smile and slowly approached Qing Xihuan.

Qing Xihuan's eyes were full of hatred and disgust, but he couldn't break free because his hands were tied and strong. At this moment, Qing Xihuan hated not the bandit leader the most, but his Dong Chuchen. looked at Dong Chuchen resentfully and scolded damned.

Dong Chuchen smiled at Qing Xihuan's eyes, and said to Qing Xihuan, "Please." ”

Qing Xihuan is not the master of begging people, even if he will beg for mercy, he will never beg for mercy in the face of Dong Chuchen. So he only looked at Dong Chuchen with disdain, and gritted his teeth stubbornly.

Several bandits couldn't hold back their restless hearts at the moment, looking at the Qing Xihuan in the hands of the bandit leader, eager to try.

"Boss, when are we going to ......" The little bandit rubbed his hands, and his dark and chapped face showed obscenity.

"What's the hurry? I didn't see grandpa, didn't I understand? grandma!" the bandit leader spat and turned his disgusting face towards Qing Xihuan.

Qing Xihuan watched his disgusting face slowly enlarge in front of him, but he didn't have the slightest power to fight back, the bow and arrow were a few meters away from him, which was beyond reach, and there was no sharp weapon around him, and he had little strength, so he couldn't break free by himself, and the person who could help the most was Dong Chuchen.

But he is a villain, he doesn't save him when he sees death, he is unkind and unjust, he takes advantage of people's danger, and he has a beast's heart.

Bah.

Qing Xihuan gritted his teeth and looked at Dong Chuchen.

"Bastard, if you don't save me, your fiancΓ©e will be defiled by bandits, and you will be despised by the world!"

Dong Chuchen blinked his eyes, still chuckling like a breeze and moon, and said to Qing Xihuan unashamedly, "Please." ”

Qing Xi was full of joy, obviously he exposed his plan, but in the end, he still had to call people to beat him, such a villain, heaven and earth will be destroyed!

"Dong Chuchen, you have figured it out, if I have suffered any grievances, how will you explain to Qingyuan when I go back!"

Dong Chuchen was still unfazed, and there was no wave on his face. It's as if it's a play that has nothing to do with him. The corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he said two words, "Please." ”

"You!" Qing Xihuan was furious, at this time he still had to make people submit, and suddenly understood what the iron-hearted heart meant. It's also his own delusion, he is Dong Chuchen, Dong Chuchen who kills people without blinking, and he is really blind to expect him to really help.

Qingxi exhaled for joy, closed his mouth tightly, and swore not to say half of the word.

The bandit leader was not happy, and scolded with a stinky face, "Grandma's is endless, I just realized that he turned out to be a leader!" The bandit salivaed, looked at Dong Chuchen's amazing face, and smiled at the dozen bandits behind him, "Don't look at it as a man, fine skin and tender meat are good things, you guys can play!"

"Ah?......" The bandits showed a difficult color, but the meat that was finally in their hands could not be eaten, they were unwilling to think about it, and then carefully looked at Dong Chuchen's face, the skin was tender, and the water could be pinched out with a pinch, so that more than a dozen bandits were itching in their hearts, and they gritted their teeth and made up their minds.

"Up!"

Several bandits jumped out of the sand pit and surrounded Dong Chuchen, and the bandit leader was concentrating on dealing with Qing Xihuan on the side.

"Let Ye Lele, Ye will not treat you badly, I went into the mountain with my grandfather, what do you want, you want Grandpa's heart, and Grandpa will give it to you~ Be careful of liver ......"

"Don't! Get out! Get out!" Qing Xi shouted angrily, tears fell down his eyes, and he closed his eyes desperately as he looked at the bandits crawling with open teeth and five claws.

Sou.

only heard the sound of a strong wind, and the bandit leader in front of Qing Xihuan didn't make a sound for a long time.

Qing Xihuan slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him completely stunned.

"Remember to give me an ebony fan. ”

With the cold voice of Dong Chuchen, I saw a total of fifteen people, including the bandit leader, each with a little vermilion in their throats, each lying on the ground, with a handful of fan bones in their throats, ebony fourteen bone fans, in less than a moment, 15 people were killed, two of them pierced their throats, and a fan bone was inlaid on it. 15 people, all breathless.

Qing Xihuan was shocked, looking at the muddy and sticky path after the drizzle under the moonlight, Dong Chuchen stood to tidy up his clothes under the moonlight, and looked at Qing Xihuan.

Dong Chuchen's martial arts are indeed undeniable, and Qing Xihuan admires himself.

"What are you looking at?" Dong Chuchen straightened his clothes and raised dissatisfied eyebrows at Qing Xihuan.

"You...... You are so bold! You almost insulted me by the bandits!" Qing Xihuan also stood up as he spoke, kicked away the bandit leader in front of him, and walked towards Dong Chuchen, but unexpectedly, he suddenly stumbled over something.

I saw that the bandit leader was still breathing, and he desperately held Qing Xihuan's ankle.

"Not dead?" Qing Xihuan frowned and broke free, but was squatted down by Dong Chuchen who came and grabbed the bandit's wrist.

"Was it her who touched her with this hand?" Dong Chuchen looked at the bandit's hideous face and chuckled, and with a slight force, he actually broke the bandit's hand.

"Ahh "After that, the bandit's other hand was also severely broken.

The bandit's painful forehead was bruised, and the beads of sweat slipped down. His teeth clenched into his mouth and blood oozed from his mouth, and he slowly fell to the ground with a trembling body.

Dong Chuchen got up, raised his foot and stepped on the fan bone inserted in the throat of the bandit leader out of position, and the bandit vomited blood. Finally out of breath.

After that, Dong Chuchen stopped Qing Xihuan behind him, and said in a calm voice, "Let you die easily, how can I be willing." I am reluctant to touch the person, how can your dirty hands touch it. ”

Dong Chuchen's eyes were still clear, illuminating the night, illuminating the rippling river, and the words that were obviously cruel and ferocious flowed out of his mouth, and they were no longer harsh.

Qing Xihuan stood behind Dong Chuchen and was shocked, only to understand that the bandit leader did not kill him with a single blow, and it was Dong Chuchen who deliberately told him to live and suffer the pain. Thinking that he was mercilessly pierced by Dong Chuchen before his death, he didn't even blink his eyes. How ruthless.

Qing Xihuan couldn't help but feel distressed. The king of his own generation is no more angry with him than the bandits. Treat it like an ant.

Qing Xihuan's eyes were cold, silent, and with the slight breeze, he heard countless movements behind the deep forest.

Qing Xihuan quickly picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, pulled the bow and drew the arrow, and pointed in the direction of Dong Chuchen.

"Xi Huan ......" Dong Chuchen raised his eyes and was shocked.