Ning Junxi has not hurt anyone, and even killed people indirectly.

But he never killed anyone with his own hands.

Even if they were found to be wrong in the past three days, he only froze them, which would hurt people's vitality, but not their lives.

It's not that he is merciful, or he doesn't dare to kill, but he simply doesn't want to kill.

For teenagers, there are many things that can be ignored, including whether to kill or not.

Especially during the time when Uncle Qi was by his side.

He never felt that killing people was a terrible thing, but he didn't like it, so he never killed them.

But when it came to the end, he was rarely stunned.

Everything just now was almost an instinctive reaction to danger, but he never thought that he would have such a ruthless time to use his sword.

The sudden reaction and the touch of the soft sword entering the flesh were too real, and he was frightened for a while.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the sky, and a meteor arrow that pierced the sky shot out, rushing straight towards Ning Junxi.

This arrow is so wonderful that it is impossible to avoid.

In the sudden desperate crisis, Ning Junxi suddenly came back to his senses, and instinctively raised his sword and slashed.

"Bang. ”

Swords and arrows collided, and a gust of wind was stirred.

The momentary delay gave Ning Jun a chance to react, and his left hand grabbed the arrow body that was only slightly deflected.

But a huge force came, and the whole body was suddenly taken out and slammed into the tree behind him.

Ning Junxi let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and a smear of blood spread from his left chest.

He jerked his head up in the direction the arrow was fired.

Another long arrow came at you.

At the same time, an unpretentious sword slashed.

With a soft snort, the long arrow was cut in half and fell to the ground weakly.

Then, another sword slashed directly in the direction where the long arrow came from.

Trees fall and grass flies, and leaves fall in all directions.

A figure staggered away, extremely fast.

Qi Shi's face was extremely ugly, and there was obvious violence in his eyes, but he didn't chase it, but turned around and knelt down to look at the young man.

The furball, which was still stunned by Bining Junxi, finally reacted and screamed.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ning Jun felt palpitations, rubbed his hairball head, gritted his teeth and echoed, his breathing was a little heavy.

Because Ning Junxi reacted in time, the arrow wound avoided the vital point, and he bled a little more, and he couldn't lose his life.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the three young men ran away early and disappeared.

Qi Shi looked at the dead boy, reached out and wiped the sweat or rain on his face, "Young master, bear with it." ”

Ning Junxi smiled reluctantly, closed his eyes, and whispered with some unease, "Uncle Qi, be careful, if you are not skilled, you will directly knock me out, it hurts." ”

As soon as Qi Shi raised his hand, he directly knocked Ning Junxi unconscious.

Furball was startled and screamed again.

Qi Shi frowned and reprimanded, "Shut up!"

I didn't know the Lord Protector just now, but now I'm starting to do it.

The hairball's small body stiffened, his head drooped, and he stopped screaming.

......

Qi Shi's technique is very skillful, whether it is taking arrows, treating wounds, or dressing with medicine, it is very neat.

After all, he has been alone outside for more than ten years, and his life has been hanging by a thread more than once, and some things are familiar with it.

He stunned Ning Junxi, but he didn't want the boy to see more.

At this time, the two were in a deserted bamboo house.

It is rare that the roof does not leak, and the house is covered with dust.

The furball was choked and sneezed several times, and he didn't forget to protect the little monster in his arms.

When Qi Shi treated Ning Junxi's wounds, he took the little monster out of his pocket by the way, and I don't know if it was the little monster's luck, or Ning Junci's attention, the little monster was not injured and touched.

Qi Shi sat in a corner, his eyes dark, playing with an arrow in his hand.

The arrows of the army are very different from the arrows that are circulated among the people, and each team has a subtle sign that makes it easy to distinguish.

This arrow is clearly in the army.

And this kind of extremely penetrating arrow is not something that ordinary armies can have.

Whether it is a blame or not, you will know at a check.

Qi Shi clenched the arrow sharply, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.

If it's still because of the 'python eating dragon' back then, don't blame them for not giving face to the Yuanzhen Dynasty.

They've endured it long enough.

......

When Ning Junxi woke up again, it was completely dark, and the sound of rain hitting the eaves outside the bamboo building was very clear.

The curled sleeping furball lifted its head and babbled.

"Hmm...... Not. Ning Junxi touched it along with the voice, but when he moved a little, his chest cracked and hurt, so he was completely honest.

The furball babbled again, retracted his head and went back to sleep.

Ning Junxi was confused for a while, and then remembered the ins and outs, and couldn't help but exhale, "Dead hairball, you are a demon beast in the Divine Journey Realm, so an arrow shoots over, you won't stop it, if you are so cowardly, you will lose me, do you know?"

Qi Shi came in from outside, and when he heard the young man's heartless words, he smiled helplessly, "The young master is awake." ”

The hairball shrunk itself into a ball, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

It's a pity that Ning Jun can't see it.

"Uncle Qi, don't your conscience hurt if you are so heavy?" Ning Junxi turned his head to look at Qi Shi, and said with his teeth bared again.

Qi Shi was stunned, this was a complaint about knocking him unconscious, pursed his lips and said, "The young master made him unconscious." ”

"I'm just going to talk about it casually and lighten up the atmosphere. Ning Jun had a bitter face and a depressed face.

Qi Shidang didn't hear it, he didn't know where to get the medicine, it was a bowl of black, steaming, and he greeted, "Young master, drink the medicine." ”

"It's so bitter. Ning Junxi glanced at it, smashed his mouth, and didn't want to drink.

Sick people are qualified to play with children's tempers.

Qi Shi still didn't hear it, and bent down to help the young man.

Better a finger off than always aching.

Ning Jun grinned and drank the medicine, then lay down with a twisted face, the pain spread from his chest to his limbs, and even his fingers trembled a little, and he complained, "Uncle Qi, will you take care of people?"

Qi Shi's face was a little awkward, he put the bowl down, and closed his eyes cross-legged.

Of course, he doesn't take care of people.

Although he took care of the boy for two years before, he didn't do anything except run around with the boy in his arms in those two years.

It's really a teenager who is too easy to raise, and when he is full and warmly dressed, he doesn't have to worry about anything.

Ning Jun slowed down for a long time, thinking that it was the first time he was hit by an arrow and wanted to keep it as a souvenir, so he asked, "Where is the arrow?"

"Lost. Qi Shi replied.

"Can you get it back?" Ning Junxi was a little unwilling.

Qi Shi reluctantly opened his eyes and said seriously, "It's not okay to let the young master here alone." ”

Ning Jun sighed, "Who is the person who shoots the arrow?"

"He ran away too fast, he was only seriously injured, and he didn't kill him. Qi Shi's face was a little ugly and said.

"Then he's a grandmaster, right?" Ning Junxi didn't care very much.

"Little Grandmaster. Qi Shi nodded.

"That's fine. Ning Junxi breathed a sigh of relief, "If it's a middle third-grade one, it will be too shocking." ”

Qi Shi was stunned, his face a little strange.

He thought that the boy had guessed something, but he never thought that the boy cared about this.

Ning Junxi closed his eyes and said to himself, "However, I don't think that person is like an assassin in the rivers and lakes, Uncle Qi said, maybe it can't be in the army?"

Qi Shi's face froze.

Ning Junxi shook his head again and denied, "It shouldn't be, otherwise you will have a handle." ”

Qi Shi's face was cloudy.

Ning Junxi seemed to have lost the interest in discussing, opened his eyes, and said pitifully, "Uncle Qi, it's a little cold." ”

Qi Shi took out a set of clothes from the mustard seed ring and covered it for Ning Junxi.

"Uncle Qi can let the hairball keep vigil, and I'll sleep first. Ning Jun grinned in satisfaction, spoke, and closed his eyes.

"Hmm. Qi Shi answered, got up and stood at the door of the bamboo house, and exhaled softly.

Then, with some dazedness, he looked out of the house.

Fog rose in the bamboo forest, and the night scene was hazy.