Chapter Seventy-Six: A True Gentleman Does Gentlemanly Things
Sluggish blade.
Fragile arms.
Once they met, they were separated overnight,
It is victorious, but there are countless people in the world.
In the tent, no one was unexpectedly facing the cold snow, only seeing a white light with a faint red, Ma Zhibai suddenly took the waist knife from Gu Qingci's hand, held the knife in his right hand, and slashed it fiercely towards his left hand, "poof", the sound of entering the flesh resounded in everyone's hearts.
A little bit of blood, like a faint plum blossom falling from a tree, was torn into pieces by the torrent of air in the air, Ma Zhibai was also a ruthless person, a knife down, merciless, however, Yan Bo's knife was already blunt, and the rolled blade was embedded in the arm, and it was not cut.
Ma Zhibai took out the backbone of a man, just a dull cold snort, although it was painful, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he didn't shout out, nor did he take a step back, the belt with black hair on his head suddenly burst, and the black hair on his head spread out like a waterfall, looking very embarrassed.
Gu Qingci was shocked, he didn't expect Ma Zhibai, a young man who looked soft and weak, to be so ruthless, and there was a luster in his eyes.
At the same time, the people in the tent were as shocked as Gu Qingci, except for Ning Qing, a great cultivator, the innate realm, had already merged with heaven and earth, and the moment Ma Zhibai made a decision in his heart, he knew what Ma Zhibai would do, so this knife, as he expected, was also seen by him.
Ning Qing was not the slightest surprised, after all, he had already prepared in his heart, but he was in a state of relief that he looked down on Ma Zhibai in his heart, but in just a moment, his expression changed, and he was as shocked as Gu Qingci......
The waist knife was embedded in the flesh, dripping with blood, Ma Zhibai's hand holding the handle of the knife trembled violently, and the severed hand turned pale directly due to excessive blood loss, however, in everyone's surprise, he actually pulled it suddenly, and directly pulled the knife out of his arm, and a large plasma crack appeared on the arm.
The moment the knife was pulled out, the sound in the flesh was like the sound of sawing wood with a saw in the woods, and the scalp was numb when I heard it, but the white face of the horse did not change color, and he did not move, raised his waist knife, and cut it down fiercely!
"Enough!"
Gu Qingci suddenly made a move, snatched the knife from Ma Zhibai's hand, and said lightly: "The compensation is enough, we will clear the two of us, and no one will owe anyone from now on." ”
After Gu Qingci finished speaking, he returned the waist knife to Uncle Yan.
He didn't suddenly relent, but from beginning to end, he didn't really want to abolish Ma Zhibai, because he didn't care about his past and present lives, his style of acting was clear grievances, and he didn't have much grudge with Ma Zhibai, and even now, at this point, it was just because Ma Zhibai had a stupid servant.
Ma Zhibai was able to do this step, which was already very admirable to Gu Qingci, and he was a person who dared to act.
Even if he really wanted to kill someone, Gu Qingci didn't think that he should kill Ma Zhibai, but Dong Zhi, after all, Ma Zhibai never thought of killing him, and he didn't even think about taking his credit, but now Dong Zhi has become a waste, and it doesn't make much sense to kill or not, but if Dong Zhi has to die, he won't give him another chance.
At present, Ma Zhibai is a person worth befriending, and Gu Qingci himself has already agreed, he is willing to give Ma Zhibai a face and spare Dong Zhi's life.
"Uncle Yan," Gu Qingci handed the knife to Uncle Yan and said, "Quickly take Brother Ma down to heal his injuries, Mo Zhen made him a waste, this is my fault." ”
A smile appeared on Ma Zhibai's pale face, and he said angrily: "Thank you Brother Gu for your forgiveness, little brother thank you......"
Before he finished speaking, Ma Zhibai fell, was supported by two county soldiers and Sancai, and hurriedly helped out to heal, while Dong Zhi quickly got up and staggered out.
The blood flowed all over the ground, all the way to the outside of the tent, as bright as the stamens of the peach blossoms in March.
Gu Qingci's body was also very weak, looking at Ma Zhibai and the others who were leaving, his body stagnated, an uncomfortable look floated on his pale face, and as soon as his body became weak, he sat down and almost fell, but at that moment, he was dragged by an invisible force.
Ning Qing stretched out his old hand that had been wrinkled, and a trace of true qi fluctuations emerged to wrap Gu Qingci, he slowly walked to Gu Qingci's side, took out a pill from his arms, dragged it with one hand and slowly floated to Gu Qingci's mouth, and said, "Master Gu, this is an elixir that specializes in replenishing qi and blood." ”
Gu Qingci did not hesitate, opened his mouth and took the pill.
......
A gust of wind fluttered with snow particles, and a girl appeared on the snow cliff, her brocade clothes were in tatters, swaying in the wind, an ordinary white rope was tied to a sword around her waist, her skirt was a little cracked, and occasionally showed a dizzying seduction, the boots on her calves were full of signs of wear, and her feet were exposed.
There is a woman behind her, but her appearance is very beautiful, and her body is faintly exuding a graceful and luxurious temperament, she can only see half of her face, but she is as beautiful as water, but her expression is very haggard, looking at the snow cliff, she took a deep breath, and said softly: "Finally...... It's coming!"
These two women are Qingyi and Tang Yun who went to Weicheng to invite soldiers, and their group traveled in the dust, starry night, in order to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the Northern Desert, they ran around along the way, specially picked some inaccessible paths, more than 30 warriors, and now, there are only five or six people left.
Tsing Yi looked at Tang Yun, suddenly smiled slightly, ignored the green silk scattered on his shoulders with the wind, walked to the broken tree and sat down, picked up a wooden branch next to him, and gently stirred the bonfire.
Tang Yun quietly looked at the snowflakes rising with the wind in the distance of the mountains, turned around and sat down, and said, "I don't know what happened to Changling County now, but don't be breached." ”
Tsing Yi threw away the wooden branch in his hand, and after being silent for a long time, he said firmly: "Princess, I believe in Master Gu, he will definitely have no problems, we just need to do our business!"
Tang Yun's hair fluttered in the wind, dancing lightly in the wind, the same tattered brocade clothes could no longer hide the soft waist, she was born with a noble temperament and charm, but it was unique, but she didn't have the heart to appreciate it now, raised her head and looked in the direction of Changling County, and said: "I also hope that Gu Qing will disappoint me if she says goodbye!"
Suddenly, the smoke that had just risen and was not much higher suddenly tightened, as if it was frozen by the cold air, and the few Qixiufang disciples who were busy preparing to cook raised their heads and looked down, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they immediately drew their swords.
Dozens of soldiers from the Northern Desert from below, riding horses under the snow-capped mountains, were rushing up into the woods, black and oppressive, momentum like a rainbow, as if the dense mountain forest was ignited by the fire.
Tsing Yi waved his long sword and said coldly: "You escort the princess away first, I'll cover here!"