Text Chapter 27 Serious Injuries in the Fierce Fight
I saw that under the moonlight, in the dense forest, a crystal sword, with a graceful figure, dancing in the night, like a black elf, conjuring up layers of sword light, rolled into a flower, unable to distinguish between virtual and real, Wang Chuan was in it, only felt that in all directions, the pressure was like overwhelming the momentum of the mountains and seas, pressing down on himself, he felt a chill in his heart, people did not let go of themselves, his heart flashed, he gave up all his actions, completely quiet, quiet and intimidating, his eyes were calm as water, but his eyes revealed a decisive divine thoughtγ
Seeing this, the woman in black admired it in her heart, but there was no turning back arrow when she opened the bow, otherwise she would be counterattacked, her sword momentum went down, and when it was gorgeous, it reached the extreme, Wang Chuan closed his eyes indifferently, not moving like a mountain, all by listening.
In the dark, he forgot the cold moon, forgot the trees, and there was a true element flowing around him, and a sense of qi that he had never felt before spread all over his body, holding it but not holding it, leading but not triggering, like a protective cover, the sharp sword momentum, and the domineering true vitality of the true vitality, the trajectory that crossed flashed very quickly under his senses, and he moved at this moment.
With the help of gravity, Tai Chi, Wu Ji begins, Wang Chuan dances with a natural intuition, mysterious and smart.
In the ethereal realm, Wang Chuan had done his best, but due to the disparity in skill and technique, he was still inevitably injured, under the cold sword light, he only avoided the vital point, and his whole body was full of sword wounds, one on his abdomen and one on his left shoulder, which was especially serious.
Wang Chuan was awakened by the sword wound, and realized that if he continued to fight, he would have to explain here tonight, so he endured the pain, and under the annihilation of the sword light, he desperately attacked a few moves, in order to exchange injuries for injuries to force the woman in black to retreat, and with a resolute face, the woman in black was forced to retreat quickly.
The woman in black saw that she was about to succeed, how could she let him go, under the black veil, there was a hint of laughter, she didn't want to kill this person, as long as she caught him, so she raised her sword to catch up, castrating like wearing a flower and a butterfly, very wonderful.
Wang Chuan's true qi was exhausted, he was wounded by the sword, and the clothes on his abdomen cut his wounds like a see-saw, bringing a burst of sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the blood continued to ooze out of the wound, under excessive blood loss, he began to chill all over his body, a little dizzy, looked back, and saw the woman in black who was constantly approaching, and felt a chill.
"Damn!" Wang Chuan couldn't help but curse secretly, he felt that he really couldn't run, did he really want to lose his life?
The woman in black slowly approached, under the black scarf, smiled slyly, and looked at the one in front of her and was about to catch it, there was a sense of pleasure.
"Hmph, where are you going?" you can't do it anymore, just grab it!" she scolded.
Wang Chuan was dizzy for a while, his body shook, but he still said indifferently: "If you have the ability, you are catching me, don't talk nonsense!"
"Cluck, cluck. Don't you think it's funny?You're at the end of your crossbow now, and you're still hard-mouthed, how long can you hold out?" The woman in black let out a burst of silver bell-like mockery, and in this dark night, to Wang Chuan's ears, it was as if a ghost was crying in the dark.
Wang Chuan held his will, he could choose to die and end this damn dream, but even so, he couldn't tolerate humiliation from others, and running away was a man's most failed personality.
The night is cold and lonely, and the hearts of the people are bleak and desolate.
Wang Chuan had to stop, he really couldn't run, bursts of dizziness hit like a tide, excessive blood loss, a strong sense of tiredness kept hitting his heart, his eyes wanted to close, but there was a voice in his heart that kept shouting, no.
The woman in black stood on the house three feet away, quietly looking at the dying Wang Chuan below, she was waiting, waiting for the moment when the prey fell.
Suddenly, there was a movement, and the woman in black turned her head, looked at a dark place not far away, and said indifferently: "Who?!"
"If you don't make a move, he'll really die!" The cold voice came from somewhere, and after speaking, a man in white appeared, who was really the young man who followed her.
Wang Chuan leaned against the wall, in the mist, he knew that the enemy was next to him, and the night was suddenly silent and terrible, was it the death coming? Why, I could hear the whispers of the ghosts, and I seemed to hear the sound of them approaching, the closer they were.
They approached together, and the man in white said, "He seems to be unconscious." β
"Hmph, this is the best, save trouble, I didn't expect such a person to be hidden in Wu Mansion. The woman in black said.
"Yes, the weird way of body, the true yuan is even weirder, it seems that there is more than one. What are you going to do with him?I don't carry a man!~~"
"What do you γγγ you doγγγ" She took out a pill from her bosom and was about to stuff it into Wang Chuan's mouth.
Suddenly, silently, the shot was like electricity, and before she could react, her left wrist had been tightly choked by an iron hard hand, and her pulse was even more detained, making her lose the power of countermeasures, and at the same time, another pair of hands pointed at her eyes very quickly, extremely ruthless.
The woman in black was surprised, and the young man in white next to her, without saying anything, immediately struck, and grabbed the left wrist that was aimed at the woman's eyes without encountering any resistance.
Startled, in an instant, there was a cold sweat on the two of them, and at the same time, they were shocked by the almost unconscious person in front of them, the subconscious counterattack, the incense on the face towel of the woman in black, secreted a layer of fine cold sweat, just now she was indeed frightened, if her eyes were really gouged out, for her, it would be better to die.
She gritted her teeth and said, "It's really hateful, saving him, and almost touching his way." β
The man in white, noncommittal, stretched out his hand to Wang Chuan's Baihui acupoint, only to hear it, and the unconscious Wang Chuan subconsciously let out a muffled snort, his body weakened, and he fell, completely unconscious.
"Alas, it's okay now, feed the medicine, no grudges, it's always bad to die. As he spoke, he took out a small vial of gold sore medicine from his bosom and applied it to the severe sword wound on Wang Chuan's body.
The woman in black was so angry that she stomped on her lotus feet, and simply took off her face towel, revealing a delicate jade-like flower, which looked so holy and beautiful against the backdrop of the night and the faint moonlight.
She squatted down, looked at her left wrist that had just been choked, a few bruises and red wounds, very sore, rubbed it, and then pinched Wang Chuan's chin, and at the same time stuffed a pill in her hand into his mouth and ordered him to take it.
After processing, the two of them let Wang Chuan fall to the ground, the two of them were silent, and the atmosphere seemed a little dull.
The man in white couldn't help but break his calm and said, "I'm really wondering, can you tell me if you visit Wu Mansion at night?"
The woman looked at him and said for a while, "Why should I tell you, it's my business." β
The man in white smiled, stared into her eyes, and suddenly said mysteriously, "Are you looking for something?"
When the woman heard this, the look on her face flashed, and she changed uncertainly, and said for a while: "It seems that you have already guessed it, yes, I was just looking for that clue, I didn't expect that such a secret secret, you even know, I am beginning to doubt your identity now?"
The man in white smiled again and said, "My identity doesn't matter, the important thing is that we have the same purpose for each other, what do you think about this?"