Chapter 115: Deadend
"Youwei, what's going on?!" Yu Xuansheng said as he held Yu Youwei with one hand, and found that she was cold all over, and her face was full of distress.
Yu Youwei seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, grabbed the plackets of the two of them with both hands, burst into tears, and sobbed: "There is a group of people in black who are chasing and killing Youlin, father, Uncle Yu, you go and save him!"
Yu Xun looked at the few girls who were crying next to him, his brows furrowed deeply, and said, "What about Li Ji?"
"He escorted us back, and as soon as he was at the door, he turned back at the door, near the shore of the West Lake. Chen Sheng responded, with a little blood stains on his body, but he still seemed a little calm.
Yu Youwei was so anxious that her beautiful eyes were red, her tears were falling straight down, and the corners of her mouth were dried up with blood, and she was extremely tired.
Hurriedly urged: "Youlin is injured!"
"Go quickly, you can't delay any longer!"
"He... If Youlin is dead, I will never live alone!" she spoke, and there was a kind of absoluteness in her eyes, which made Yu Xuansheng and the others suddenly tangle in their hearts.
“......”
In less than a while, Yu Xun and his party secretly sneaked out of the backyard of the Assassin's Mansion, in order to avoid attracting another group of black-clothed people to intercept them.
Yu Youwei had never been so flustered, she had to go with Yu Xun, and in desperation, she got Yu Xuansheng's signal, Yu Xun had to stretch out her hand and knock her out, so that Xiaoying and others could take care of her every step of the way.
In the deserted courtyard here.
Xu Ping'an had already reached the end of the battle with Huo Wuguan, he was covered in scars, his face was as pale as paper, and the most important thing was the rupture of his right shoulder blade, the skin was open, and he was bleeding again.
If he doesn't die, even his body will have to make up for a while.
Xu Ping'an threw up the knife and bombarded Huo Wuguan's weak point with a punch, and it was after a struggle that he was keenly aware of the life gate of the clavicle technique, which was constantly changing with the dislocation of the bones, and was three inches under the armpit at this time.
Instead of revealing his thoughts directly, he attacked his neck and then his armpit.
"Peng!"
Huo Wuguan was like being struck by lightning, and he could clearly hear the sound of broken bones, and he staggered back a dozen steps, almost not lying directly on the ground.
On the other hand, Xu Ping'an suffered even more heavily, he smashed out with a punch, and Huo Wuguan immediately took a claw into the shoulder blade of his right hand.
Although the attack on the door made it lack stamina, but after all, he was a second-rate master, his five fingers were like knives, deep into the flesh and blood, and five blood marks were drawn, and he was suddenly scarlet.
"Peng!"
Xu Ping'an only felt dizzy, slammed on the ground, his scalp was broken and he didn't feel much of it, only the tearing sensation from his arms made him feel painful.
He was not a man who accepted his fate, and his teeth bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing himself to regain his clarity.
Then he struggled to get up, half-knelt on the ground, and looked at Huo Wuguan coldly.
"Hahaha!" Huo Wuguan laughed, and the dwarf's body shook very strangely.
He seemed to be very proud, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed it back, and sneered: "The kid's eyesight is not bad, he can see through the old man's life, but you are too weak after all, you are nothing without that black-faced man." ”
Xu Ping'an secretly ran the mantra of the Great I Ching over and over again, calming down his efforts and wanting to maintain stability.
With a wry smile in his heart, it seems that he is still like a second-rate master after all, and it is very difficult to understand the martial arts to make up for it, and people like Huo Wuguan can reach this point Most of them rely on it, how can it be so easy to deal with.
His eyes swept slightly over Qin Linglong, who was motionless, and he didn't say anything.
"Poof, what kind of bullshit hero, you want her to save you in the end?" Huo Wuguan caught the change in expression, pointed at Xu Ping'an and laughed.
Xu Ping'an's face sank like water, and there was no other way for him to do anything but delay time and wait for rescue, so he immediately stood up with severe pain, and raised his head as straight as a pine.
The corners of his mouth hooked contemptuously: "I am on a par with you with the strength to open the second vein of Tianshu, you are a master of the nineteenth rank in the Spring and Autumn List, don't you think you are panicking?"
"I can still laugh, I guess let your master know, and I guess I will only look down on you even more. ”
Huo Wuguan snorted lightly and took three steps forward, his eyes were a little oozing under the moonlight, and the pale baby face behind his hand was like a ghost.
"Does it work?"
"The master of the nine-faced Buddha once said that everything is based on the result, there is no need to study the process, now it is you and not me who are going to die, no one can save you, and neither can the black-faced man!"
"You should shake your head and tail and tremble, you can't regret that you were the one at the beginning, why should the old man be panicked as a winner?!"
"Poof!" Xu Ping'an couldn't help laughing, his chest was extremely undulating with laughter, a little crazy, and extremely banter.
In the courtyard, the moonlight was bleak.
Finally, Huo Wuguan couldn't stand such contempt anymore, as if every laugh was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, and his face became more and more ugly.
He bent his back, covered the broken bones under his armpits, turned his head and roared at Qin Linglong with a hideous face: "You, kill this kid!"
Qin Linglong's eyelids raised, her eyes glanced at Huo Wuguan like a cold star, and then slowly walked towards Xu Ping'an.
Huo Wuguan's face was hideous, and he scolded: "Hurry up, you slut, killed Ji Chang, this is your only chance to atone for your sins, otherwise that person won't be able to save you!"
"Don't look at the old man like this with your eyes, be careful that the old man kills you first, and then kills your senior brothers and sisters!"
Qin Linglong listened to it in her ears and didn't react at all, Lianbu walked extremely slowly, almost like she was taking a walk, as if she was deliberately fighting against Huo Wuguan.
Looking at Xu Ping'an without any emotional fluctuations, he pinched the sword in his right hand, his figure was like a string moon, his demeanor was like autumn water, and he looked like a fairy in the moonlight.
Xu Ping'an coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes became colder and colder, he couldn't wait any longer, he could only fight to the death, so even if he dragged one of the two to death, he would inevitably die here.
In an instant, many pictures appeared in my mind, including Li Guiyao, Li Ji, demons, and Chen Sheng's children...
Of course, the most is Yu Youwei, every laughter in the small house, every time she rubs her ears and cheeks, and every time she hugs and sleeps, it is likely that everything she falls will be shattered.
I closed my eyes and walked down, but I was left alone, how painful and lonely it should be.
How can a woman like her be relieved, most of them are worried about her life.
This is her own desperate situation, and it is also her desperate situation.
At this moment, Xu Ping'an laughed miserably, reluctance appeared on his pale face, and he suddenly realized that he was too selfish, which was no different from treacherously abandoning Yu Youwei.
Qin Linglong walked step by step, looking at his appearance of not being afraid of death but in pain, his heart suddenly ached.
She has thought countless times about how to be calm and happy when facing Xu Ping'an, but she has never had a clue, and it has always been complicated.
She doesn't understand her own mind either, and it's always plausible.
But at this moment, maybe I understand a little.