There were still countless thieves behind him, Qin Ke struggled to close the wooden door, squinted his eyes just to see the deadbolt in the corner, raised a kick and kicked the deadbolt high, he pushed the door hard, only to hear a howl of pain, and four fingers fell from the crack in the door.

"Shut the door! Shut the door! Don't let him close the door!"

The deadbolt was still closed, but the sound of the door banging outside the door was like a drum being beaten, bang, bang...... Bang bang bang, accompanied by the shouts of the bandits and the sound of knives and axes slashing through wooden doors, these sounds were intertwined, like a violent rainstorm, so rapid that people involuntarily tightened their breathing.

As soon as Qin Ke tied the door, he was pounding in the room. He first put down a tall cypress cabinet, and after the thud of the toppling sound, Qin Ke pushed hard, and the wooden door was pushed so that no gap was leaked.

Then he piled up all kinds of furniture: tables, chairs, dressers, and turns, all by the door, and except for the bed, which was too big for him to move, he moved almost all the things in the room to the door.

In this way, the whole door looks like a solid barrier.

In fact, it is also thanks to Gao Changgong's control of Jianye City in place, in Jingwu, it is a felony to secretly possess armor, once it is found, it is equivalent to rebellion, so even if those scholars want to train a group of dead soldiers in the name of bandits, they have not been able to give these bandits full arms to let them swagger through the market.

In addition, the wooden door is not one of the delicate thin and brittle wooden doors in Jianye City, with hollow carvings on them, a whole piece of wood chopped from logs is rough but heavy, and the bandits hit it with their swords has not been able to collapse the seemingly crumbling, but in fact extremely solid door.

Finally, Qin Ke stroked his undulating chest, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath, finally feeling more comfortable.

Even if he is a cultivator, he can't really be an iron man, even a cultivator who has broken the Three Realms can't keep killing like this without getting tired, not to mention that he is still in the realm of tempering the meridians, and the two realms of honing muscles and bones and washing bone marrow are far from being reached?

The bandits also knew this, so they chased after him, fearing that he would have a moment of respite.

I don't know what happened to Abu. Qin Ke wasn't worried about Su Dingfang, even if he and Abu both died here, Su Dingfang would definitely be the one who could escape.

Although he knew that this wooden door would not be able to block the thieves outside the door for a long time, at least he could get a short rest time now, the qi and blood in his body that had been surging to the extreme slowly calmed down in his deep breath, he looked around, and what caught his eyes was patches of red, and a big red double happiness was pasted on the wall next to the bed.

This seems to be the marital room of the bandit leader?

Qin Ke silently walked to the corner of the wall, curled up from squatting down, he felt that the blood in his hands was cooling due to the passage of time, and there were some coagulated blood clots on his sticky fingertips.

Qin Ke threw away the iron sword and hugged his legs with both hands, only to feel that the temperature of his heart had cooled inch by inch along with the blood.

Killing all the way here, there are already eight people who have died at his hands, compared to the more than 100 bandits, this is just a small thing. However, he still remembered the bandits who died at his own hands, they looked frightened before they died, their pupils dilated, their lips trembled because of the pain, and soon, blood gushed from the corners of their mouths, and the sword in their lower abdomen stirred their internal organs, and then the long sword tore through the flesh, and they fell down, their eyes widened, and their mouths were open as if they wanted to call, but they couldn't make any sound.

When he was a child, he fled from the famine, and experienced a battle between two armies on the way, although Qin Ke was young, the number of dead people he had seen could be said to be rare in the world. He thought that he would not be afraid, but what was the matter of a cross in his heart, a bite of his teeth, and a stab and a twitch of the sword in his hand? But now he found that his hands were already trembling uncontrollably, and he kept recalling the faces that had died under his hands, their eyes and nose were bleeding, they were wailing, and they stretched out their hands...... I want to choke him by the throat and take revenge on him.

Qin Ke trembled, didn't dare to close his eyes anymore, raised his head and looked at the door full of miscellaneous items, the thieves outside the door still insisted on breaking the door, but the follow-up measures made by Qin Ke were really in place, and they couldn't succeed at all during this time.

His wind vision was still running, and the wind and grass in the whole room couldn't escape his ears.

He heard the crash, a vague breathing, as if it was asleep, but it was very close to him.

Qin Ke became vigilant, his hands trembled again, he took a deep breath, and he slowly walked towards the marriage bed that was pulling the curtain. The blood on his hands was gradually drying up, but the smell of blood was still strong, and he held his sword, slowly lifted the corner of the curtain, stunned, and then hurriedly opened the curtain.

It's hard to imagine that there will be such a luxurious silk quilt on the thief's marriage bed, and the red color is blooming with purple and red, which is also a double happiness, and it is as delicate as fire on it. However, since these bandits were raised by the people of the court, although they could not get high-grade armor and weapons, it was not surprising that they could have such good things.

However, Qin Ke's focus was not on the silk quilt, he stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the silk quilt, and a woman's soft face appeared in front of his eyes.

Her hair was obviously well groomed, her long satin-like black hair was obediently tied up, coiled in a Lingyun bun, and a mutton fat jade hairpin on top of it was warm and pure, but it was not as smooth and beautiful as her bare Shengxue skin.

The slender willow eyebrows are beautiful with a bit of charm, and the eyelashes of the closed eyes are long, trembling slightly like a butterfly that is about to fly. The tall bridge of the nose does not detract from the softness and elegance of this face, but adds a bit of heroism to her cheeks, and her delicate lips are smeared with rouge, which is red and sultry.

Qin Ke didn't dare to lift the quilt down again, because his bare shoulders already let him know that he was naked underneath, and the two full balls fell into the darkness again after he put down the quilt.

This is probably the woman robbed by the bandits, right? It's really a beauty, but it's a little less lucky, but ...... After all, there is Gao Changgong. Qin Ke thought, but the sound of slamming the door was so violent, how did she sleep so sweetly?

Qin Ke thought about it, and reached out to touch the pulse on her neck to see if there was anything wrong with her body, after all, there were not only ordinary martial artists among this bandits, but also several cultivators hidden in the middle, even if their cultivation was even worse than their own, and even they could only be said to be just getting started, but it was not difficult to do anything to a weak woman.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the woman's neck, she opened her eyes.

The fire candle in the room had already fallen to the ground at the moment when Qin Ke had just now, although it was still burning stubbornly, it was difficult to illuminate too many places. And Qin Ke leaned over and stretched out his hand, just blocking the last ray of light, his face was shrouded in shadows, his hands were full of blood, and the long sword in his other hand was still not put down, looking very terrifying.

The woman's expression became frightened, she opened her mouth to exhale, but she could only make a few low noises as soft as a mouse, but Qin Ke was a little panicked, reached out to cover his mouth, and said to her: "Shh......h

In fact, he didn't know why he didn't let her speak, in fact, it didn't matter if the woman called or not, anyway, the thieves outside the door also knew that he was inside, what difference could it make?

It's just that he forgot the blood stains on his hands, and when he put his hand full of bloody smell on the woman's mouth, the strong smell almost didn't make the "future lady of the village" lying on the bed faint, and in Qin Ke's boo, not only did she not calm down, but her eyes became more and more flustered and frightened.

However, Qin Ke also found that she didn't seem to be able to shout, and wondered if this was a mute? His mind calmed down slightly, let go of his hand, and said a little nervously: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not a thief." ”

But apparently this kind of words was not convincing, and the woman's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were moist, as if she was about to cry.

Qin Ke couldn't see a girl crying the most, but he didn't know what to do to comfort her at this time, so he turned his head and looked around, stretched out his hand to clean up the candlestick on the ground, and picked it up. The firelight illuminated his cheeks, which were young and even a little immature, and were completely displayed in front of the woman.

Although he still had coagulated blood on his hands, and he still held a blood-drenched sword in his right hand, the clothes on his body that were incompatible with the bandit and the face that looked a little timid proved his identity, and the woman looked at him and gradually calmed down, but the fear in her eyes still lingered for a long time.

After a while, her cherry lips opened slightly, and her voice was soft and weak: "Who are you?"