Longqi Bay, a small place that can't be found on the map, is destined to happen this night to something that shocks the entire government and the opposition.

Wang Quanquan held the "apricot branch" and fought with the long-robed assassin who injured Ah Qing.

With a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other, the assassin attacked and defended with ease.

Wang Quanquan looked at the dagger in the other party's hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"I'll stick this dagger into your head with my own hands in a moment." Wang Quanquan said in a deep voice.

When the assassin heard this, he lit up his bloodstained dagger and said jokingly:

"Don't worry, you're all going to die here today."

After saying that, a sword stabbed out, and Wang Quanquan snorted coldly and raised his sword to meet it.

On the beach not far away, Ah Qing struggled to stand up and tore off a strip of cloth to wrap around the wound on his arm. The Tsing Yi Assassin's methods are too ruthless, on the surface it seems to be using a sword, but in fact, there is a dagger hidden in his sleeve, which is really difficult to guard.

Ah Qing tried to take a few deep breaths, only to feel a sharp pain in her chest, thinking that she had just been kicked and broken a few ribs, she turned her head to look at Wang Quan, her eyes showing worry.

Although Wang Quanquan has a weapon in hand, he is still very passive in the face of the attack of the killer surnamed Yan, and the other party seems to be better at using daggers, always feints with a long sword, and then takes the opportunity to stab with a dagger.

He also tried to ignore the opponent's feints, but every time he did, the opponent would make a false move with a dagger, and then slash at him with a long sword.

Only then did Wang Quanquan understand that he was not good at it, this bastard was clearly teasing himself.

The killer on the other side would not give him so much time to think, sword after sword, straight to the point that he retreated again and again, and after Wang Quanquan dodged the dangerous blow to the throat, he immediately stabbed the opponent's right eye with a blow.

The long-robed assassin still wanted to fight, and turned his head slightly, trying to dodge this fatal blow, but this time Wang Quanquan also learned to feint, only to see his wrist flick slightly, and the slender sword swept out, aiming directly at the opponent's door.

Seeing this, the assassin quickly raised his head and retreated, using all his strength to feed, but there was still a blood groove left on his face.

"What time is it?"

The Tsing-shirted Assassin Assassin stood still, and suddenly asked without a clue.

Wang Quanquan did not answer, but looked at the other party coldly, and scolded secretly in his heart, if it weren't for you, Lao Tzu would have entered the cave room at this time.

The assassin did not disturb Yaxing's consciousness in the slightest, looked up at the moon, and muttered:

"When you're ugly, you have to hurry."

Wang Quanquan suddenly understood when he heard this, this guy seemed to disappear in the daytime, and he met him in the middle of the night.

Without waiting for him to figure it out, the other party attacked again, but this time the king was not in a hurry, only defended and did not attack, and slowly dragged out time.

As time dragged on a little bit, the killer's movements were obviously becoming more and more impatient, and Wang Quanquan looked comfortable at this time, taking a step back from time to time to avoid the other party's gradually revealing flaws.

At this moment, the corner of the originally impatient killer's mouth suddenly pulled out a mocking smile, and his figure quickly swept to the side.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan suddenly felt that his scalp exploded, and unconsciously, the two had deviated from the original battlefield, and the other party's target was Ah Qing, who was watching the battle.

"You dare!"

Wang Quanquan shouted, his figure shot out sharply, and the apricot branch in his hand was thrown out, threatening to stop the Tsing Yi assassin.

The Tsing Yi Assassin had been waiting for this moment from beginning to end, how could he be easily interrupted, and directly knocked the apricot branch to the ground with a backhand, and continued to rush towards Ah Qing without any reduction in speed.

Ah Qing had been hit hard in the chest before, and she couldn't lift her true anger at all, just now she was worried about the safety of Wang Quanquan, and she didn't notice that the two of them were getting closer and closer to her, and now that the Tsing Yi assassin suddenly attacked, she realized the danger.

"I'm sorry girl."

The assassin raised his sword as if the end had been decided.

Wang Quanquan, who saw this scene not far away, only hated himself for not being able to give birth to a few more legs, and watched the other party get closer and closer to Ah Qing.

At this moment, a stream of hot air suddenly gushed out from his dantian position, and then quickly traveled along the meridians all over his limbs, and a sense of comfort arose.

Wang Quanquan didn't have time to experience it carefully, and ran towards the assassin with all his strength, as the true qi spread, his speed instantly increased, and a long-lost sense of familiarity surged from the bottom of his heart, as if his cultivation was back.

The king didn't care so much, he rushed forward with an arrow step, and the latter came first, blocking in front of Ah Qing almost in the blink of an eye, and then didn't give the assassin time to be stunned at all, and charged a punch and blasted it out directly.

Seeing this, the green-shirted assassin felt bad, and crossed his arms in front of his chest, intending to resist this blow, but the power of the king's authority was far beyond his imagination, and he was sent out before he even had time to snort.

Seeing that the other party was knocked away, Wang Quanquan hurriedly turned around happily, but the scene in front of him made him look at it, and he saw that A Qing was sticking a crossbow arrow in his chest, and blood was flowing out like a levee.

"How so? I arrived obviously, how could this be? ”

Wang Quanquan's mind was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously supported Ah Qing, pressed the other party's wound tightly, and slowly lowered him to the ground.

As time passed, Ah Qing's face turned pale, she trembled and stretched out her right hand, stroked the man's cheek, and said softly:

"I was thinking about what I would do if you regained your memory."

Speaking of this, Ah Qing let out a violent cough.

Seeing this, Ah Yue hurriedly hugged her tightly and injected his true qi into the other party's body, but even so, he could still feel the loss of her life, he was like a panicked child, there was no other way but to shed tears.

Ah Qing felt the warmth pouring into his body, smiled with difficulty, and continued:

"Now I know, no matter what happens, you will always be my Ah Yue."

Ah Yue hugged Ah Qing tightly and whispered:

"I promised you, as long as you don't feel annoyed, I will never leave you, and you don't want to leave me, okay?"

All that could answer him was silence.

The woman died in his arms, her blood bright red, red as the wedding dress.

……

The Assassin, who had been thrown into the distance by a punch, struggled to his feet, glanced at Ah Yue, turned his head and ran towards the forest.

Ah Yue gently put down the woman, slowly got up and walked to the side, picking up the apricot branch that fell to the ground.

He didn't get hysterical, he didn't cry bitterly, he just spoke softly:

"Having taken away the woman I love, why do you think you can leave here as if nothing happened?"

With that, he threw his right hand fiercely, and the slender sword in his hand suddenly shot out.

After getting rid of his hand, the apricot branch flew straight to the back of the killer's heart like an arrow, and after doing everything, he still stood in place, coldly watching the other party flee for his life.

The Tsing Shirt Assassin could clearly hear the sound of a sword behind him, and with his instincts developed over the years of assassination, he could clearly dodge this tragic fatal blow.

But the battle was so fierce that he forgot to pay attention to the time, and a ray of light rose from the east at this time, and his figure was also stunned.

It was this moment that made him miss the perfect opportunity to dodge, and although he finally avoided the heart position by instinct, the slender apricot branch still passed directly through his body and submerged into the trunk in front of him.

The Twin-shirted Assassin didn't even look at it, and staggered into the woods.

Wang Quanquan did not pursue, but returned to Ah Qing's side, lying on the beach like her, closing his eyes and quietly listening to the sound of the waves......

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