A slender man in black, dressed in a strong mask and holding a long sword, with many blood marks on his body, staggered and ran along the stream.

Two red-clothed ninjas, five short figures, armed with swords, repeatedly jumped sideways on the water, about to catch up with the man in black.

Seeing that he couldn't run away, the man in black suddenly stopped, covered his chest, and compared his long sword, he had the potential to fight against the water.

"One gram!"

The red-clothed ninja struck left and right, and at the same time slashed at the black-clothed man's lower ribs, the black-clothed man volleyed backwards, his body was vigorous, and he easily dodged the pinching attack, and then stabbed the red-clothed ninja with his backhand.

The ninja on the left couldn't avoid it and was forced back by a sword, the ninja on the right took the opportunity to slash, and the man in black hurriedly raised his hand to block, and sparks flew everywhere!

The man in black snorted, and was shocked back by a knife seven or eight steps, the wound was torn again, and the blood quickly soaked through the placket of his clothes, and he had to stick his sword into the ground, barely allowing himself to fall, gasping for breath and exhaustion.

Seeing that the man in black was at the end of his crossbow, the ninja slowly approached with his knife and asked in broken Chinese: "You drop, don't die anymore, hurry up and hand over the scroll!" ”

The man in black used his last strength to swing his sword wildly, making it difficult for the ninja to get close.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!"

The ninja is going to do it.

"Look at my secret weapon!"

Song Che held the crockpot whose lead was about to burn out, twisted his waist in stride, and threw it hard, and the crockpot drew a parabola in the air, which fell accurately on the top of the ninja's head-

"Boom!"

The crockpot exploded, and the two ninjas flew to the ground, motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Song Che broke off a thick branch, approached the ninja and poked it, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he was relieved to visit the man in black: "Hero, are you okay?" ”

The man in black was speechless, the pestle sword propped himself up, and staggered towards the ninja, Song Che wanted to step forward to help, but he pushed him away.

Song Che had no choice but to follow behind the man in black, "Hero, did you cut off the severed hand in the river before?" As long as you kill the Japanese devils, you will be a national hero......"

The man in black was still silent, and only walked up to the ninja, his sword falling in his hand, and piercing his throat with a sword.

Song Che secretly said in his heart: He is worthy of being a person in the rivers and lakes, and the mending knives are so neat!

After the man in black finished mending the knife, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Song Che hurriedly stopped him: "Hero, you will die if you bleed too much, my grass house is in front, why don't I help you-"

He was about to help, but the man in black gave him a cold look, but asked him to retract his hand.

The man in black bypassed Song Che and staggered forward.

is worthy of being a person in the rivers and lakes, and it is exactly the same as in martial arts novels, ruthless.

What man doesn't have a martial arts dream of fighting the sword world and being happy with revenge?

Song Che became more and more interested in the man in black, so he followed behind the man in black and did not relent:

"Hero, don't worry, I'm from Suzhou, I'm here to escape the world, we can meet in this wilderness, it's fate in itself......"

"Uh...... To tell you the truth, Song still has some strength in Suzhou City, you tell me the ins and outs in the future, maybe I can still help you?"

"Hero, your blood is dripping on the ground, if you really don't want me to rescue you, why don't you light the acupoints yourself and seal the acupoints?"

"In other words, a chivalrous man like you who walks the rivers and lakes and licks blood from the knife should have gold sore medicine with him, right?"

"Why don't you speak, I'm also your savior, the so-called walking rivers and lakes are the first word-"

"Huh!"

The cold light flashed, the sword was against his throat, and the man in black looked back coldly, his eyes so impatient.

Song Che suddenly felt cold, the blade of the sword was only a millimeter away from his neck, he gasped, and slowly pushed the blade away with a smile, "If you have something to say, everyone is Chinese, and you can see more ...... when you move the sword."

The man in black snorted, Xu is blood and qi surged, he couldn't hold on any longer, the long sword fell from his hand, and he fell down with his head up.

Song Che stepped forward to catch the man in black, not to mention, the waist pole is really thin.

He took the man in black into his arms, but found that this person was so light and light, I'm afraid he didn't even have a hundred pounds, right? With such a thin body, he can endure it alone with a group of Japan, he is worthy of being a hero, and he is amazing!

Song Che carried the man in black back to the grass hut and laid him flat on the bed, the blood-stained placket was almost embedded in the wound, and he could only cut it with a knife little by little, but the more he picked it up, the more wrong it became, the exaggerated pectoralis muscles were extremely inconsistent with her small body, until the blood-stained chest wrap was revealed-

Song Che ripped off her mask again, she had red lips and bright teeth, a slender nose, no wonder Yang Liu's thin waist, it turned out that she was not a hero but a woman.

"If I don't take off your clothes, I can't bandage your wounds, and if I don't bandage your wounds, you'll die, and this is an emergency ...... to avoid danger."

Song Che was at ease, and completely tore open her clothes, and there were three bloody wounds from top to bottom, the deepest one was in the chest, perfectly avoiding the peak and heart.

The torn wound, the skin and flesh are turned out, no matter how beautiful and edible, Song Che has no intention of appreciating it, the two shallow places can also be bandaged with cloth, and the chest must be stitched, otherwise even if the bleeding stops, she will die of wound infection.

Today's incident was unexpected, and Song Che didn't bring any medicine, so he could only bandage her briefly to stop the bleeding.

"Woman, hold on, I'll come back with medicine to save you right away!"

Song Che unloaded the horse from the cart, rode alone with a whip, and hurried back to Suzhou City.

I first went back to Shen's house to get a needle and thread and a first aid kit, and by the way, I took a set of women's clothes and a private room from Shen Wenjun's wardrobe, and then went to the city Chinese medicine hall, and bought some external sores medicine, a few patches of traditional Chinese medicine to nourish blood and remove blood stasis, wolfberry, red dates, and brown sugar, and bought a few roast chickens along the way.

When Song Che returned to the grass house, it was already half an hour later.

He pushed open the door of the grass hut, where was there anyone on the bed?

Did you run away again?

With such a serious injury, where can you run?

Song Che searched along the stream, and sure enough, he found a woman who had passed out in a bush, her face was bloodless at the moment, and her pulse was negligible.

Song Che hurriedly carried her back to the grass house, first cleaned the shallow wound with alcohol, and then poured sores medicine to bandage it, stimulating the pain of the wound and making her hum softly.

Pain is right, and if it doesn't hurt, it's trouble.

Song Che mashed painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, poured water into her mouth, soaked silk threads with alcohol, disinfected silver needles with flames, threaded needles, and sutured the wound.

Fortunately, Song Che dealt with the embroidery girl and the weaver girl every day, and he also learned a few hands of needlework in his spare time, and he was quite handy at sewing needles.

The wound was sewn for two quarters of an hour, the woman was so painful that she grabbed the sheets, tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, if she was an ordinary person, she would be injected directly without anesthetic, but she was afraid that the pain would also hurt to death.

"Whew......" Song Che took a long breath, and also collapsed on the side of the bed, since he came to this place, the gun will be built, the electricity will be sent, and even the surgery has been learned.

The painkillers soon took effect, and the woman gradually relaxed her brow and began to breathe steadily.

Goodbye outside the window, the sunset is already twilight.

Song Che folded the clean clothes and put them next to the pillow with what he ate and drank, this woman's origin is unknown, the danger is unknown, and before she finds out her identity, she still doesn't want to provoke her.

"You will recuperate here, and I will come back to see you tomorrow."

Song Che instructed, exited the cottage, and locked the door.

But he didn't rush home, but turned back to the stream, threw the two ninjas into the stream, cleaned up the bloodstains briefly, and then walked upstream along the river bank, about two miles, and sure enough, he found the corpse of a ninja with a broken arm.

Walking up further, there were no more traces of fighting, so Song Che returned to the grass house, put on the carriage and left.

Recently, there has been a lot of uproar along the coast, and now the Dongying people have shown their faces outside the city of Suzhou, which shows that the invasion of the Japanese invaders is by no means as simple as the coast.

Through a few words from the ninja before, I learned that they chased and killed the woman because of the "scroll", what does the scroll have to do with it? What is the origin of the woman in black?

The water of the Great Liang Dynasty is getting deeper and deeper.

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