Chapter Seventy-Seven: Yuanyue Thunder

What is certain is that the lifeless dog lying on the ground in front of him was killed by Wu Zheng, but Tie Ning couldn't figure out why the ghost head knife held in the dog's hand could be inserted into his own chest?

Just when Tie Ning was puzzled, the other three big men were already holding long swords and ghost head knives and attacking in front of Wu Zheng from three directions. And Wu Zheng is still as calm as the Abyss Dayue, and he can't see how he will deal with it next.

Tie Ning's nervous heart had already jumped to his throat, and since he didn't see how he knocked the dog to the ground just now, he didn't say anything to remind him, but tried to keep his eyes open and stared at Wu Zheng without blinking.

Just when the three weapons were about to touch Wu Zheng's body, suddenly, Wu Zheng's thin body shook rapidly. Its speed was so fast that Tie Ning, who was standing beside him, could only see a series of ethereal shadows.

Subconsciously wanted to retreat, so as to make enough space for Wu Zheng to dodge the attacks of the three people, but he never expected that Wu Zheng's extremely fast figure not only did not retreat, but instead drilled into the gap between the attacks of the three bright weapons.

The first to get into the frontal attack, the big man who claimed to be an uncle from beginning to end, was full of meat.

Still didn't see Wu Zheng's movements clearly, but saw that the ghost-headed knife had been flipped over, and it slashed at the big man's own shoulder in an instant.

With a click, the entire right shoulder, along with the entire right arm, fell to the ground with a flutter, and the right hand that landed on the ground still held the ghost-headed broadsword.

Without a pause, Wu Zheng's figure unexpectedly appeared in the arms of another big man closest to Tie Ning on the left for no reason. When Tie Ning saw it clearly, Wu Zheng had already held the opponent's left and right elbows with both hands. At the same time that a long sword glowing with cold light in the sunlight fell from his hand, the two arms that seemed to be defenseless became Wu Zheng's tools to control his body.

I saw Wu Zheng's knees bent down, his body above the knees suddenly leaned back, and in a position parallel to the ground under his feet, his arms exerted force, and he forcibly threw the opponent's strong body from above the body and behind him. Impartially, he just caught up with the long sword that began to attack Wu Zheng from the right side and didn't have time to retract it.

Poofโ€”โ€”ใ€‚

"Ahโ€”โ€”!h

In the scream, I saw a long sword pass through my chest, and after landing with a pop, the strong man rolled down the hillside twice, and there was no movement again.

I couldn't imagine that I had killed my companion with a sword, the man was looking at his hands in a daze, and Wu Zheng, whose upper body was parallel to the ground, seemed to be driven by the inertia of the strong man who had just fallen over his head, and his feet kicked the ground one after another at a rate that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, maintaining the same posture, and he had come to the body of the only remaining person.

The hands that were originally raised on the shoulders pressed the ground behind him, and at the same time the feet kicked the ground harder again, and the moment the thin body bounced up, the feet were up and down, like a tense bow suddenly stretched, and the feet kicked the man's chin.

"Woo, wooโ€”โ€”!"

All of Wu Zheng's actions just now were infused with the wisps of true qi in his body, so even if the other party was strong, he was still kicked on all fours.

At the same time as the mouth let out a muffled whining sound, the blood and flesh foam also squirted out.

Before it was over, Wu Zheng turned over and stood up, quickly picked up the ghost head knife in the hand of the so-called boss who had his right arm cut off first, and made up a knife in the chest of the two of them. Only then did he sit down on the ground, leaned forward and jumped up tightly, supported the ground with his hands, and opened his mouth to gasp rapidly.

Tie Ning, who had already been stunned by the bloody scene in front of him, saw this, couldn't care about anything, quickly came to Wu Zheng's back, and while sitting down, he stretched out his jade arm and gently took Wu Zheng's thin body into his arms.

Holding Wu Zheng's cold sweaty forehead with one hand, he gently exerted force, letting Wu Zheng lean into his soft arms, and caressed Wu Zheng's violently undulating chest with the other hand.

For a long time, until the wheezing in his chest finally stabilized, Wu Zheng's back was always tense, and then he relaxed, subconsciously moved his body into Tie Ning's gentle arms, adjusted to the best position, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep with only a thin layer of nightdress.

Wu Zheng was so tired, he fought hard to kill the four thieves just now, almost exhausting all his physical strength, even if there was another teenager who didn't know martial arts now, he could easily take the lives of the two of them.

hugged the sleeping Wu Zheng's iron condensation, but at this time his heart was full of infinite tenderness. It seems that as long as Wu Zheng is there, he doesn't have to scruple about anything. The seemingly thin boy in his arms has always surprised himself since he met him in the Liufu Water Prison.

The slender jade hand that was originally placed on Wu Zheng's chest did not retract, and still subconsciously gently rubbed the elastic and solid skin. Lean forward as much as possible so that Wu Zheng in his arms can rely on it more comfortably.

Although under the thin emerald green nightdress, the gradually accelerating heartbeat could even be heard clearly, and although his cheeks were already hot, Tie Ning hugged the sleeping Wu Zheng tighter. lowered his head, looked carefully at the slightly young man's face in his arms, and muttered involuntarily:

"Are you my destined nemesis?"

No matter what Tie Ning said at this time, Wu Zheng would never hear it anyway.

Wu Zheng, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, walked into a strange dream.

It felt as if I had entered a place of extreme warmth, or softness. For example, when I was a child, I liked to rely on my father, or there were similarities in my grandmother's arms, but they were completely different. Wu Zheng, who had never seen his mother, suddenly remembered his mother's arms in his sleep. So much so, in a tone of extreme joy and a hint of coquettishness, he shouted repeatedly:

"Mother, mother, mother,......ใ€‚ โ€

Tie Ning, who was staring at the sleeping nemesis in his arms regardless of the shame in his heart, suddenly heard the whispers coming from Wu Zheng's mouth, and his pretty face couldn't help but turn even redder, and he felt like his whole body was burning.

Tie Ning, who has liked to read since he was a child and is reluctant to practice martial arts, naturally understands the truth that dreams are born from the heart. She wouldn't mistakenly think that Wu Zheng was missing her mother, so she whispered like this. And it must be because of his body that he led to Wu Zheng's similar dream as warm as entering his mother's arms.

"Do you like it?"

Knowing that Wu Zheng couldn't hear it, but as soon as the words came out, Tie Ning hurriedly removed the gaze that had been staring at Wu Zheng's face.

Suddenly, Wu Zheng in his arms seemed to move, and then read out four words very clearly: Yuanyue thunder.

Yuanyue thundered, what does this mean?

It is generally said that "quiet as Yuanyue" and "swift as thunder", Tie Ning is the first time he has heard someone put the words "Yuanyue thunder" together.

For a moment, I couldn't help but think curiously.