Helpless
"I ......"
"Shut up and save some effort."
Before Sang Zhi's words were finished, he was scolded by Ye Qianning, pursing his lips and his little face was full of grievances.
Ye Qianning listened to the sound of getting closer and closer from behind, and let go of Sang Zhi's hand: "You run first, and wait for me on the platform in front." ”
"I don't, I'm going to walk together." Sang Zhi said urgently.
"You run first, and I'll come later."
"I'm not leaving."
"Helpless, what are you staying for? Hurry up. "When it comes to fighting, Ye Qianning may not have the ability to take care of him.
"But...... But...... I'm older than you. Sang Zhi stood in front of her, staring ahead with a fierce look.
"You...... Here it comes. Ye Qianning didn't have time to say more, he grabbed Sang Zhi's arm, threw it back, and at the same time swung out the big knife in his hand.
'Ding'
The sound of staggered sharp weapons sounded, a dagger fell to the ground, and Chu Yue and his party also came into view when they raised their eyes.
Sang Zhi was thrown off, his eyes first skimmed over the dagger, and then to Ye Qianning's back, and he was surprised in his heart.
She actually knows kung fu, and a small person can afford such a big knife.
"Look where you're going." Chu Yue's eyes were sharp.
Ye Qianning raised his hand and let go of his little hand, and the big knife fell to the ground with a clatter.
Chu Yue immediately smiled when he saw it: "What?" This is the abandonment of resistance? ”
"You're not looking for Sanji's eyes." Ye Qianning also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Yes and what." Chu Yue looked at the little person in front of him and felt that she could crush her to death with even one finger.
The people in the secret, I'm afraid they are all boasted by her, otherwise she won't be forced to do this.
Ye Qianning raised his feet and stepped forward.
"Princess, be careful."
"No problem."
The man in black wanted to step forward and be stopped by Chu Yue, how high can a six-year-old child be even if he has a little kung fu.
"Ye Qianning."
Sang Zhi called out and wanted to step forward, but he stopped as soon as he took a step, and he saw that there was a short knife in the small hand she was carrying on her back.
Ye Qianning walked very slowly step by step, and stopped two steps away from Chu Yue: "If you want his eyes, I will ask for your eyes." ”
"Oh? Hahaha, I want the eyes of this princess ......"
"Princess, be careful."
Ye Qianning's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Chu Yue, and the short knife stabbed down fiercely.
Chu Yue also reacted quickly and narrowly avoided it, the short knife scratched her face, and bright red blood dripped from her face.
She raised her hand and wiped it, her face distorted: "My father-in-law will tear you into ten thousand pieces." ”
Ye Qianning didn't succeed in a single sword, turned over and attacked the man in black, with cold light and killing in his eyes.
The man in black closest to her came out with a long sword to block Ye Qianning's attack, and at the same time, the other men in black also moved, attacking her in unison.
Chu Yue saw that Ye Qianning was ready for production, and raised his feet to grab Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi had never practiced martial arts, he wanted to beat Ye Qianning's big knife, but found that he couldn't even lift it with all his strength.
Chu Yue was holding a knife in his hand, and he just wanted to gouge out Sang Zhi's eyes as soon as possible.
Ye Qianning has an advantage in the cave in hand-to-hand combat, the entrance of the cave is only an adult's height, and there is no room for two people side by side.
In such a small space, the long sword has no advantage.
Ye Qianning's body is small and flexible, the short knife plays a great role, and the short knife flips the small figure with a strong offensive and focuses on attacking the lower plate.
The man in black retreated again and again, his long sword was limited, his fists and feet were facing each other, and the figure on the opposite side was as smooth as a loach, and every time he grabbed it, there would be one more stab wound on his body.