Thirteen changed places to lift tiles, and poor Chen Tingting was tied up and hung on a wooden frame by Wuhuada, and she was still in a coma, which made the rescue work more difficult.

If the person is still awake, just rush down and cut the rope, and then rush out easily, wave his hand and shout goodbye.

Even if you don't know where to run, it's safer to find a random place to hide than hanging over there and waiting for someone else to take the drug, not to mention that after a while, the bad guys should rush in, and then you can go out generously.

However, the best scenario is basically the worst-case scenario, and if there is a big disturbance now, there is no chance to run.

Thirteen gave up the way of appearing from the sky, found a window on the periphery of the attic, gently opened it and turned in, and quietly touched the back of a screen, ready to change the way of appearing unexpectedly.

Ling Shu's coquettish voice sounded in the room: "Miss Chen, why haven't you woken up yet, the slave family is waiting to see how the newly matched Gu worm reacts to you, so I can think of a better name." ”

"Decay... It seems to be more than one step late. ”

Thirteen sighed secretly in his heart, it was useless to hide and hide at this time, and the wind and thunder flashed out from behind the screen silently like the wind, and his hands became claws, intending to take down the delicate little girl standing three zhang away in one fell swoop.

Just as he took the first step, a thin shadow swept over him. Thirteen paused, leaned back sharply, avoiding a blow, and the shadow that missed the air simply crashed into the huge screen.

Before Thirteen could readjust his body, he noticed that another strong wind swept towards his ankles. Between the lightning and lightning, Thirteen supported the ground with his hands, jumped a few feet high, and rolled his waist on his side a few times, but he was able to dodge the second blow.

The two thin shadows circled in the air a few times and returned to Ling Shu's hands. After Thirteen stood firm, he realized that the two things that made him break out in a cold sweat were just two ribbons.

At the end of the first fight, Thirteen's killing intent instantly flew away, slapped his palm, and exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, Miss Ling not only dances well, but also her strength is not weak, it seems that the Happy Gate will be carried forward under your hands." ”

"The seniors are really awarded. Ling Shu rolled up the ribbon and did two dance moves, simple but very tempting, "The seniors worked hard to come here, and the slave family never came far to welcome them, which is really rude." I don't know if the seniors are willing to change places, the slave family asked people to prepare wine and food to catch the wind and wash the dust for the seniors. ”

Thirteen smiled and nodded at Chen Tingting: "Don't be so troublesome, I'm just here to take this little girl away, let's talk about other things next time." ”

Ling Shu said: "The slave family has put something on Miss Chen, and she is now preparing an antidote, if she leaves here, her life may not be guaranteed." ”

Thirteen took out his cigarette stick and began to fill it with smoke: "Okay, I'll wait here for you to prepare the antidote." ”

"The seniors are old rivers and lakes, don't you know that when the Gu Master dispenses medicine, he doesn't want to show it to outsiders. ”

"Gee, don't worry about it so much now. I'm not a Gu master, and I won't be able to see it, so you don't have to match it. Thirteen took the cigarette stick filled with tobacco and walked to the candle flame not far from Ling Shu, looking like he was lighting a fire and smoking.

Ling Shu's eyes did not leave, and she was indeed secretly holding strength in her hands.

There are no guards in the practice room on weekdays, and several slaves and maids were called by her to get medicine, and it will take some time for them to come back.

The treatment he received on the beach before is enough to show that Thirteen is not so easily influenced by women.

Thirteen took two puffs of cigarette and raised his right hand holding his index finger and thumb: "Little girl, I'll give you another chance, it's still too late to leave, otherwise I snap my fingers, do you know what will happen?"

Ling Shu chuckled and said, "Could it be that the seniors' miraculous skills are world-famous, and a snap of the fingers will make the slave family fall to the ground?"

"Although my illusion is not as subtle as the Spring Court Mirror, anyone who has been tricked once will have a seed in their hearts, and it only takes some hint to sprout that seed again, you... Didn't you get enough sleep just now?"

"Don't scare the juniors. Ling Shu looked at Thirteen with a serious face, and even looked a little eager to try, and she didn't have much bottom in her heart.

She had seen and heard a lot of people from the old martial arts era in prison, and the people of that era were not good people, and those who could live to the age of thirteen had unique abilities.

A few years ago, every month, there would be people who broke through various restrictions and wanted to escape from prison, causing countless deaths and injuries, and then the guards couldn't keep up with the consumption, resulting in fewer and fewer prison guards, but they couldn't be replenished in time.

Thirteen's eyes seemed to have some evil light: "Give you another ten breaths to think about it, there was no chance before, if you fall asleep here...... Can you guess what you're going to do as a big villain?"

Although this routine is indeed very bad, and it has been used on Ling Shu once before, but Thirteen looked at the little girl's reaction, as if she was very sensitive or afraid of this kind of thing, and there was no better way at this time, so she simply took it out and used it again.

Otherwise, if he really fought, he wasn't sure if his current half-baked level would be able to beat Ling Shu, and outwitting would always be slightly better than brute force.

Ling Shu is already past the age of Lu, and ordinary women can get married at this age, so it is not surprising to know a little about men and women.

She does know some kind of things, even if it is a secret story of the boudoir, or the elders start to reveal some words when they see that she is old, compared to the girl's house outside, it is quite open.

If those pranayama words came out of the mouth of a young handsome man, Ling Shu could reply without pressure, but this uncle with a gray beard in front of her had nothing to praise in terms of appearance or conduct, how could she deal with it?

Sure enough, Thirteen saw that Ling Shu began to waver a little, and began to count down very cooperatively: "Ten, nine, eight......"

As the numbers went down one by one, Ling Shu began to feel a little nervous, and the ribbon in her hand fell down again.

"Five, four, three!" Thirteen saw the situation and began to count down louder, trying to put the most pressure on the little girl.

"Two!"

Seeing that the last number was about to fall, suddenly an explosion accompanied by thick smoke rising.

Thirteen glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw a huge figure slamming in from the outside, and hurriedly turned around and flashed behind the pillar, dodging the scattered broken wood, Ling Shu saw this, shook the ribbon and broke open another window, and floated out like a fairy with a twist of his thin waist.

Thick smoke quickly took over the room, and Thirteen covered his mouth and nose and said secretly, "Gan!

At first, he thought that it was the guards of the Ling family who found out that this place was strange and came to the rescue, and he was just about to think about how to deal with the situation of one hit and two, but he didn't expect Ling Shu to run so simply, obviously not like someone from her family.

Before he had time to think about it, Thirteen noticed that someone was sneaking up on the smoke, and although he couldn't see clearly, he could still feel the direction it was coming from, and directly hit the burning cigarette stick towards that hand.

After some contact, the man immediately retreated, but immediately attacked again, and Thirteen reached out to block, only to find that the opponent's routine was very familiar.

"Folding plum hands!?"

The man seemed to notice the situation, and no longer dwelled on it, but retreated back into the smoke.

With a single shot, Thirteen shook away all the smoke around him, holding the cigarette stick and taking a defensive posture. Fortunately, I made up the course before going to the water building, and roughly memorized a few wind and thunder swordsmanship, which was at least much better than dealing with the enemy with bare hands.

Just as he was about to start the deathmatch, a slightly old voice appeared in the smoke: "Brother Kun?"

(End of chapter)