"Where's my wife..."

The beautiful voice that should have been clear was a little cold because of the tone.

It is strange to say that the two daggers, one on Qin Lang's throat and the other against his abdomen, Qin Lang's thoughts were only seventy percent on it, and the other thirty percent were involuntarily placed on the "female assassin" herself.

Of course, it's not just because of how good-looking she is.

But in her eyes, there is a "murderous aura that is not murderous".

Or rather...

"There is murderous but no evil".

……

Qin Lang thought it was very interesting, obviously the woman in front of her was like a blade in her hand, like a dormant poisonous beast, if she didn't move, she would be thunderous.

But from her eyes, he saw even more clarity and clarity than ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this clarity that the cold look in her eyes is not as frightening as ordinary assassins, but more... Indifference.

……

"Speak."

The black-clothed girl who had just become an adult for about sixteen years resisted the dagger in her hand again.

Qin Lang looked into her eyes:

"Where is your wife, you should ask your master."

"There is no master in my family, only a wife."

"If you don't have a master, how can you call Mrs.?"

"A lady is a lady, and only with a lady can there be a master."

"Then your wife's identity is not simple."

"Nothing with you..."

……

After a few short and quick conversations, the girl suddenly felt that something was wrong, and before the words fell, she saw Qin Lang's arms pressed down with one inward, and suddenly exerted force, wanting to grab her two arms.

Chat flow.

This is a kind of side door left road used by Qin Lang when he was on the Tianshan Mountain and had a trick with his senior sister.

However, the girl's reaction was extremely fast, and before Qin Lang grabbed her with both palms, her arm pulled back like a snake, and scraped back with two silver blades.

This trick is really ruthless, once it is hit, it may be like scraping an eel, cutting both arms all the way from the crook of the arm, breaking the tendons, and the basic person will be wasted.

Although Qin Lang also spread his arms in time to dodge, cold sweat instantly oozed from his forehead.

There is no doubt that in terms of reaction, Qin Lang's dodge is already the limit, but the girl is too much better than him.

……

"Okay girl, that's it."

There is an old saying in the Great Zhou Dynasty that those who know the times are Junjie.

Qin Lang actually understood after a few words that the other party was most likely the companion of the one in the house, so he planned to stop fighting.

"Actually, we're all..."

"Who's with you, let's!"

……

However, Qin Lang's three words "own person" have not yet been spoken, but the girl does not allow Qin Lang to concentrate and breathe anymore, the right dagger backhand holds the cross-cut, catches the backhand and picks it down, and the left dagger holds the cross-cut abdomen with the backhand, and picks it with the backhand.

The lightning and flint turned several times in a row, like a whirlwind of blades.

Qin Lang had come into contact with all the eighteen weapons in the Tianshan Mountains, but as for the dagger, it was the first time he had seen someone play so wonderfully.

For a while, he couldn't even see how many hands the girl had, and after barely blocking the attack with a few arms, the palms of his hands were also pulled out of some small openings.

In such a situation, if he didn't do anything, since Qin Lang couldn't see the girl's moves clearly, he simply relied on the gambling mentality, and his entire left arm suddenly probed in.

Bang...

There was a muffled sound of light physical contact, and I don't know if it was Qin Lang's luck or if there was something wrong with the girl herself, Qin Lang, his left arm actually grabbed the girl's right arm.

The girl's face was stunned, obviously she didn't expect this, her right arm only twitched after trying, and after making sure that her entire right arm was already controlled by Qin Lang's brute force and could not be used, she decisively gave up the struggle, held the dagger in her left hand, and aimed the blade at Qin Lang's face!

The seemingly delicate arm, because of the blessing of internal strength, this blow actually brought a faint sound of breaking the air.

If this blow is really rooted, Qin Lang will have to waste an eye if he doesn't die.

But fortunately, Qin Lang had already grabbed the girl's right arm, and her tricks could no longer be dazzled like ghosts, Qin Lang saw the coming power clearly, and pinched the crane's beak with his right hand, and while dodging the blade, he blocked the girl's wrist.

“？！”

The girl was startled, and immediately interspersed with several consecutive.

However, what made her feel strange was that Qin Lang's right hand was no less ghostly than her own body at the moment.

Dust down on the arm!

Hook your hands and pick your arms!

Hold on to the palm!

Hug hands!

Cover the palm!

The girl never expected that when her speed was no longer so fast, all her attacks with one hand would be resolved one by one by Qin Lang with a set of strange techniques that could not see the changes clearly!

"It's... What kung fu..."

"Want to learn, you?"

Qin Lang, who had no internal strength to support, shook his painful right hand, and smiled helplessly:

"I'll teach you, as long as you listen to me, girl, we are our own people, can we stop fighting first?"

“……”

In fact, no one can help without stopping the war, Qin Lang is already tired, and since the girl can take the initiative to speak, it means that she is no longer able to continue the war for some reasons.

So much so that when Qin Lang said that the truce was over, the girl just nodded slightly, and then the whole person fell softly into Qin Lang's arms.

“？？？”

Qin Lang hugged the girl in his arms, and the first time was not to feel the fragrance of the girl's body, but to look at her face and frown:

"You're actually injured, too?"

The girl was expressionless and did not speak, but turned her head slightly.

“……”

Okay, that's right.

No wonder Qin Lang was so lucky, a probe grabbed her right arm, it seemed that the other party was far from using all his strength because of his injury.

And because of the zero distance, Qin Lang's palm also quickly touched a wet and sticky trace on the girl's body.

Looking down, my hands were blood-red.

"Girl, offended."

The girl's black power suit is considered a night suit, and in order to inspect the injury, Qin Lang also lifted some plackets a little like he did with Su Yinhua at the beginning, and there was only a thin plain coat stained with blood, and he did not use the white cloth of a certain heroine to wrap his chest.

After a closer look, the girl is no better than the young woman after all, and the heart is a very light Yingying two handfuls, which is very cute, and there is no need for such a thing as a breast-wrapping thing.

And the knife wound she suffered happened to be in the same position as Su Yinhua, because she barely fought with Qin Lang, and the injury was more serious than Su Yinhua, and she didn't even have the strength to say anything when she fell into Qin Lang's arms at this time.

"You...... You..."

"Shhh, the fight just now hurt the wound, don't talk now, be careful of the blood collapse."

“……”

Of course, everyone understands the truth, but is this the reason why this disciple casually lifted her clothes!

But maybe because she is an assassin after all, she is also "light", the girl is not as crimson or puffy as a certain woman, but she is tightly pursed her thin lips, and her originally cold eyes are filled with a layer of stubborn and unwilling thin moisture.

"That..."

Qin Lang hugged the girl's cat-like body horizontally, and turned towards the closed door:

“… I haven't had time to answer, in fact, your wife is in my bed. ”

“？！”

The girl was shocked.

"Now you can join us."

“？？？！！！”

The girl who was originally full of stubbornness finally trembled and fainted.

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The reason why the girl fainted was mainly because she barely fought with Qin Lang after being injured, and she was already exhausted.

Squeak –

When Qin Lang pushed open the door and walked to the side of the bed with the girl in his arms, the beautiful woman who had been nesting on the bed forgot the pain for a while and stood up violently.

"Shhhh Eh......"

After snorting twice in pain, Su Yinhua's eyebrows still revealed a look of surprise:

"Sumire... Sumire! ”

"She's your maid? Maid? ”

"Uh-huh..."

Su Yinhua, a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, first nodded, then shook his head again, and looked at Qin Lang with a serious face:

"She's my companion on the road, sister."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Qin Lang didn't talk about these empty words with the heroine, and put the girl on the bed next to Su Yinhua.

"Sumire, how is she... Is she okay? She has very high martial arts, why does she look more injured than me? ”

"Because she's going to fight me outside."

"Why!"

"The main thing is that she doesn't listen to people..."

Qin Lang was actually a little weak when he said this, after all, when the girl asked him where his wife was for the first time, he could have answered directly, and there would be no follow-up.

But then again, a stranger who had just met came up with a knife on his neck, even if he asked the so-called "my wife", Qin Lang had to be more vigilant, and he would answer stupidly immediately.

"Anyway, you were inside, but you didn't hear Xuan... Belch... Sumire's voice? ”

Xuan'er, Jian'er, Qin Lang himself is still a Lang'er in the mouth of his senior sister, and Qin Lang didn't distinguish it if he was not careful.

"I heard one or two sounds, like hers, so I shouted!"

"Did you shout?"

While Qin Lang was looking for some clean cloth to clean the blood stains of the unconscious girl, he glanced at Su Yinhua suspiciously:

"Didn't I say that you have something to do, to shout loudly?"

"I..."

Hearing this, Su Nuxia immediately became aggrieved:

“… I'm already big..."

“……”

Qin Lang's brows jumped, and he looked at her [Jianghu] skillfully, but he couldn't refute this sentence.

"Forget it, your voice is a little hoarse... Anyway, what is this girl's full name? ”

"What are you asking for..."

"Nonsense, it's not clear if you can't save people, right?"

"Oh... Her name is Gu Jin..."

"How to write it?"

"Sumire."

"Gu Jin..."

I don't know why, I inexplicably feel that this name is very suitable for this girl who met for the first time.

Qin Lang Mali finished the simple cleaning work for the girl Gu Jin, and then stopped the bleeding for her like Su Yinhua.

It is like a gale, and it is like lightning.

Bang Bang Bang!

Qin Lang didn't care about cleaning up his opening that was pulled by the dagger first, and the fingertip was at the three acupuncture points in the girl's heart, and it didn't take much effort for the finger force to penetrate very easily.

“……”

A certain woman saw this situation on the side, her apricot eyes blinked, and she subconsciously looked down at her clothes, and then her pretty face became hot, and she silently tightened her clothes, pouted and quietly did not speak, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

And Qin Lang thought much more directly.

No wonder she thinks the name suits her so well...

Gu Jin Gu Jin ...

Isn't this how Furui Wubo came about...

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(Before the recommendation, 1 root before 0:00 every day, the time is not fixed)