A wisp of red wind sleeves, dancing to clear the dust, willing to be a guest in the rivers and lakes, not a person in the urn.

It's her...... Who?

This was Liu Jian's only thought before he fell asleep. An inexplicable sleepiness struck, and Liu Jian lay on the bed groggily, but the album of flowers fell in front of him. Sleeping with him was Yuanyuan, and the two snuggled up to sleep.

Familiar darkness, familiar light, although a few years have passed, Liu Jian clearly remembers the last time he brought Yuanyuan back. Sure enough, the treasure of the fairy family took him to a new story, and it is estimated that he will not be able to bring back the woman in the painting, so he will sleep in this dream forever.

Thunder, crying, rain dripping.

The picture in front of Liu Jian's eyes turned, and the slightly dim room was a little damp ground. A large bed covered by light gauze, with a circle of red candles placed next to the bed, two figures can be seen constantly intertwined on the bed, the woman is crying bitterly, and the fat man is still moving wantonly.

Let my brother come to see the Living Spring Palace? tsk, do you dare to change the male protagonist to a stronger one......

Liu Jian glanced at the outfit on his body, a soldier, a guard with a knife, a burly man, and a reckless man with a stubble on his face. I can't help but laugh secretly, this image is not bad. But who is it that is going to be saved? The woman who is being harmed? Liu Jian was suddenly silent, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the long knife.

"Huh?"

With an inaudible snort, Liu Jian's eyes flickered, and a person suddenly stopped in front of him, blocking in front of the light gauze tent, and a trace of coldness hit Liu Jian's face.

is so keen, he can detect his just starting killing intent, but ...... Such a beautiful woman.

Apricot eyes, thin eyebrows, shallow lips and pink, and a cold face with excess softness, make people feel unconsciously heart-pounding and index fingers.

However, the woman looked at Liu Jian with a wary face, and a cold light could be faintly seen in her hand, obviously a short soldier in her hand. There was a touch of red on her arm, and when Liu Jian lowered his head, he unconsciously glanced at her unbearable waist, but he withdrew the original killing intent in his heart.

Very beautiful woman, and a woman who has practiced martial arts for many years, otherwise, the waist would not be so slender and has a slight sense of strength, but it is not his opponent to sense his internal breath.

Liu Jian just wanted to react, but suddenly remembered his identity at this time, and continued to lower his eyebrows and no longer raised his head. Feeling that the woman's cold gaze gradually dissipated, Liu Jian's heart settled down a little, but when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

A woman with a good face.

"Hmph! Waste!" suddenly came a cold snort from the big bed, as if he was a little annoyed and angry by the woman's crying, and the fat man suddenly shouted angrily, and saw a white delicate body fall down on the big bed, lying on the ground and crying.

"Drag it out!"

Thunder and lightning showed some traces on the window, and the two armorers dragged the woman's legs forward and dragged them out the door. The woman's screams kept coming, and it seemed that the sentence dragged out contained a lot of meaning, and in a flash of lightning, Liu Jian saw the sword raised outside the window, and also saw the splashed blood.

There was no shouting but the thunder that followed.

Liu Jian felt a pang in his heart, according to the position of the armorer, it was himself who should have dragged the woman out.

"You, come here. ”

The voice of the man on the bed carried an irresistible majesty, which was the majesty of a long high position. The delicate body of the woman pointed by his finger trembled, but she bowed her head and walked to the bed.

Lightning, thunder, Liu Jian looked up and saw the woman who was blocking him just now slowly removing her clothes, revealing a trembling delicate body, and her eyes couldn't help but slowly narrow.

This time, there was no obstruction from the woman just now, because she was nervous about her next fate. Suddenly, there was a palpitation in his heart, and Liu Jian, who was just about to make a move, turned his head to look out the window, and the white light of lightning shone on a tall and thin figure.

He stood at the door and looked coldly at everything in the room, Liu Jian could feel his coldness, it was a cold killing intent.

This is a master, and he is no match for him. The instinct that he had cultivated over the years of martial arts made him not dare to act rashly, so he could only listen to the thunder, listen to the sound of rustling, it was the man on the bed who pushed the girl down and stripped off the last of her clothes.

Two tears slipped down quietly, and when Liu Jian looked up at her, he saw those two tears, shedding at the person at the door......

Wow –

Liu Jian's long knife suddenly came out of its sheath, because the figure outside suddenly disappeared. And the man on the bed was about to defile the woman in the painting with his ugliness. Yes, the woman in the painting came to rescue her.

Thunder, blood splatters.

The screams and exclamations were endless, and Liu Jian looked at the woman who reached out to hold her long knife in surprise, it was her grip, Liu Jian's long fall only pierced into the fat man's waist, and did not go deeper.

The panicked man howled miserably, and more than a dozen figures around him pounced on Liu Jian, but Liu Jian's body was faster than them, and he reached out and tapped twice on the woman's chest to seal her acupoint, kicking the fat man away and hugging her horizontally.

The low shouts of the armor soldier were a little chaotic, and a few long knives cut the light veil of the bed curtain, Liu Jian used all his strength to spin the long knife in his hand horizontally, and with a few ping-pong sounds, the three people of the armor fell and retreated.

"Let's go!"

This is to cheer himself up, and it is also like a signal to the woman in his arms who is glaring at him angrily. Then several armor soldiers were repulsed, and Liu Jian found the gap and rushed out, rushing out of the open gate in a flash, and rushed into the torrential rain.

"Kill!"

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and the huge courtyard, which was originally empty, suddenly jumped out of more than a dozen knife-wielding people wearing robes. Liu Jian didn't dare to slack off, holding the woman in the painting to his chest with one hand, and continuing forward with a long knife in the other.

The sound of treading water, several people with knives rushed forward and slashed at Liu Jian, the long knife in Liu Jian's hand was used as a sword messenger, and a sword move 'like a seal' made the knife shadow cover several people around.

Blood flew, and a few screams fell to the ground, and the remaining blood seeped into the rain and was washed to the ground.

Liu Jian's feet didn't stop, and the woman she was holding was wet with rain, and her already ** delicate body was a little cold. But Liu Jian couldn't care much at this time, so he could only fight his way out of the encirclement. With the blessing of internal breath, it should not be so easy to get sick, and you won't die in the rain, but being surrounded by this group of people is really fatal.

Thanks to Zhang Qing for always letting him exercise his leg strength, and also thanks to the light body of the jade man in his arms, Liu Jian rampage in the thunderstorm, the long knife in his hand continued to harvest the lives of those who came to die, and then integrated a puff of blood into the rain on the ground, constantly rushing in the direction of intuition.

The long knife blocked the two knives in front of him, and he jumped over the high courtyard wall under his feet, and the street in front of him made him happy, but then he heard a few shouts, and seven or eight figures appeared on the wall behind him.

"I'll go!" Liu Jian suddenly became angry, threw the long sword in his hand behind him, turned his head and began to run wildly. It's lighter than light, depending on which of you is the opponent.

He took the woman who was glaring at him with both hands, and untied the armor from his bosom and draped it over her, covering her beautiful face with anger.

Light skills are related to internal breath, and they also depend on leg strength and endurance, and Liu Jian has focused on practicing a few young skills because of the need to be handsome. At this time, the shuttle in the thunderstorm was quite fast, and the figures following behind him changed from more to less, and finally gradually disappeared, but he did not dare to pause a little, and continued to run in the thunderstorm.

Thanks to this unknown era, the ground was so smooth, so that he could run safely without looking at the ground, and when he looked up, he saw a black shadow running across the city wall in front of his eyes.

Back then, Master Jiu took him over the city wall to practice internal strength outside the city, and when he was able to raise enough height, he also liked to go high and go unusually. But now he obviously has no confidence, just because the wall in front of him is too high, and the wall is slippery in the rain, if he can't catch the relay and fall half to death, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous.

"Someone is coming, stop!" A loud shout sounded in front of him, Liu Jian squinted slightly, but saw that the city gate was full of elite armor soldiers.

Will he be able to get out of the city gate with money? This is the question he is most concerned about now.

"Violating the curfew, trespassing on the city gates, and punishing him!" (To be continued.) )