Chapter Twenty-Nine: Draw the Sword
The killer is a masked man dressed in black, he is a veteran of assassination, he is very decisive, as soon as he failed to stab Yang Jiangyi, he threw away the long sword as soon as he let go of his hand, and his body jumped up from behind the flowers, like a bat flying towards the courtyard wall!
Having witnessed a big battle in the courtyard just now, he knew very well that he was by no means Yang Jiangyi's opponent, and if the sneak attack failed, he wanted to flee immediately!
It's just that he's still slow!
At this moment, Yang Jiangyi's eyes were about to erupt with fire, he shouted angrily, and under the flash of his body, his jade wrist swung out, and the "Red Snow" sword had already swept straight towards the black shadow!
Her light skills are already excellent, and her sword has always been fast, at this time, her angry shot is as fast as lightning, the masked killer has just jumped up, there is no weapon in his hand, and he can't dodge in mid-air, and he was suddenly slashed by the giant sword, the cold light flashed, and he was cut in two by the waist, and fell straight out of the courtyard wall!
Yang Jiangyi retreated to Hua Bushi's side and reached out to hug Hua Bushi. She leapt in pursuit, killing her enemies with a single sword, and it took only a split second for her figure to advance and retreat. Therefore, before Hua Bushi fell to the ground, he was hugged by her.
"Are you alright? ...... Don't scare your sister!"
The long sword was still inserted in Hua Bushi's chest, and the blood flowed from the place where he was stabbed, obviously extremely seriously injured, Yang Jiangyi's heart was anxious, and even his voice trembled a little.
Hua Bushi's face turned pale, and he gasped: "It doesn't matter...... I'm not going to die...... You take me out of the house, go...... Take the small door......"
His voice grew weaker, his head tilted, and he fainted.
β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β» Yang Jiangyi is not very familiar with the path in the Hua family's mansion, but she can still remember how to get to that small door.
A few days ago, Hua Bushi took her hand through the courtyard and slipped out of the Hua family's mansion. At that time, Yang Jiangyi was eager to use the sword to pierce a few swords on this evil young master, but now, she would rather the long sword inserted in Hua Bushi's chest be inserted in her own body!
It's just because he was hit by that sword to save Yang Jiangyi!
"This evil young master doesn't practice martial arts on weekdays, and his physique is so poor, this sword is likely to kill him!"
"If he dies like that, what am I going to do?"
"This idiot!"
"Weishenme is going to do such a stupid thing!"
Yang Jiangyi hugged Hua Bushi tightly, and scolded this evil young master countless times in his heart, but he didn't stop at his feet, and soon passed through the courtyard a few times.
Hua Bushi's decision to ask Yang Jiangyi to take him out of the house was correct, at this time, the Hua family's mansion was full of swords and swords, and only by trying to get out of danger could he get out of danger. The front and rear gates of Washington must have been blocked by the enemy, and the surrounding courtyard walls are also very likely to be under the surveillance of the opponent's masters. Only by going through that unknown small door is the best choice to get out of the house.
Finally found the small door, the "Red Snow" sword cut down, and the copper lock on the small door broke in response. Yang Jiangyi kicked open the wooden door and jumped out of the door.
It was nearly two o'clock, the night was dark, and the streets were already empty. Yang Jiangyi knew that he was still out of danger, so he didn't dare to stay, so he hurried forward with Hua Bushi in his arms, and ran straight out of more than ten streets, and his pace slowed down.
Where are you going?
Yang Jiangyi wanted to go to the "Vicious Dog Courtyard", but she was not familiar with the path in Wuyang City, and at this time, it was dark night, and it was pitch black, and Yang Jiangyi couldn't find the right way at all.
Fortunately, at this time, Hua Bushi in her arms finally woke up.
"Over there, that yard...... Let's go in. Hua Bushi looked ahead and said in a low voice.
Yang Jiangyi walked to a courtyard according to her words, but saw that the courtyard was very dilapidated, the courtyard wall was not high, and the courtyard gate was closed. She didn't say much, hugged Hua Bushi tightly, and with a little light work under her feet, she jumped over the courtyard wall and jumped into the courtyard.
The yard was overgrown with weeds and very desolate, and there was a house in the middle of the yard, but it was also very old.
"This hospital...... Scrapped, we ...... Right here...... Stay until dawn. "Hua Bushi Road.
Yang Jiangyi nodded, pushed open the door of the house, and lit the fire, but saw that the house was empty, with a lot of cobwebs hanging on the walls around it, and a pile of straw next to the corner of the wall, probably left by a liu lang when he spent the night here.
Yang Jiangyi walked to the corner of the wall, folded the fire on the ground, and then sat gently on the grass pile with Hua Bushi in his arms, but heard Hua Bushi say:
"This is the yard I used to play in when I was a kid...... Then he lay down here and made a wish...... If there is a stunning beauty...... Sleep here with me...... How nice would that be...... Unexpectedly...... Unexpectedly...... Today it was a dream come true......"
He laughed a few times, but it seemed to pull the wound, causing a cough and a lot of blood foaming from his mouth.
Yang Jiangyi was shocked: "How do you feel?"
Hua Bushi said: "My sister is holding me like this, little brother...... Of course, the feeling of the little brother is very good. β
Yang Jiangyi hurriedly said: "But what should I do about this injury?"
Although her martial arts skills are not weak, she has never studied medical skills, and she doesn't know how to deal with her injuries.
Hua Bushi said: "This hurts ...... It doesn't matter, it's just ...... Bleeding too much, probably ...... It can last half an hour......"
Yang Jiangyi said: "What happens after half an hour?"
Hua Bushi said: "Self-...... Naturally...... The blood is gone, and the life is whimpering. β
He spoke calmly, as if the death had not happened to him.
Yang Jiangyi was angry and anxious, tears were about to flow out, and said, "What can I do about this? If you die, I will die with you!"
Hua Bushi said: "Sister, don't worry, in fact...... Actually, you just have to take me...... Pull out the sword from my chest, and apply the gold medicine to stop the bleeding, perhaps...... Maybe I'll be fine. β
Yang Jiangyi said: "But if this sword is drawn, will you die immediately?"
Hua Bushi said: "Originally...... It was originally possible, but now it ...... Not now. β
Yang Jiangyi asked, "Is that weishenme?"
Hua Bushi said: "Sister just now...... My sister said she was going to die with me, so what could I ...... How can you give it up?"
Yang Jiangyi paused and said: "You evil young master, you are still talking nonsense, there is no seriousness!"
But he heard Nahua Bushi say: "Little brother lost his words...... Sister forgiveness...... , but now if you don't draw your sword, you will definitely die, and you will draw ...... There is still some hope after pulling it out, so naturally I have to fight. β
Although his voice was weak, his tone was quite affirmative and resolute.
The sword has been drawn.
Although Yang Jiangyi lacks experience in the rivers and lakes, he is not a hesitant person. From her seemingly weak appearance, it is difficult to imagine her inner strength and determination. Perhaps it is precisely because of this character that the brave and ferocious martial arts of "Vigorously Subduing the Demon Sword Technique" will be suitable for her to practice.
As soon as the decision was made, Yang Jiangyi immediately reached out and drew his sword, without a moment's pause, and there was no trembling in his hands.
The sword was drawn, blood gushed out, and Yang Jiangyi immediately applied the medicine to the wound.
The medicine was brought by Hua Bushi and prepared by him. Different from the ordinary gold creation medicine of light yellow powder used by the warriors of the rivers and lakes, Hua Bushi's medicine is a grayish-white viscous liquid. He is proficient in medical skills, and the specially prepared wound medicine is extraordinary, as soon as it is applied to the wound, the viscous liquid immediately envelops the blood vessels, and after only a few breaths, the blood spurted out is much less.
Hua Bushi's face was as white as paper at this time, and there was no trace of blood on his face. Yang Jiangyi felt that his body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and it was gradually getting colder, and he couldn't help but feel a sharp shock in his heart, and his arms hugged Hua Bushi tighter.
But I heard Hua Bushi say: "People always think that they are seriously injured and died of blood loss...... They must first fall asleep, thinking that if they are not allowed to ...... Don't let the wounded man fall asleep...... He won't die, in fact...... In fact, it is a miscommunication. β
"DID YOU KNOW...... If a man is ...... If you lose too much blood, you don't have ...... in your head Blood flows, but it doesn't ...... Instead of being lethargic, it's ...... Rather, it produces hallucinations, like ...... It's like a dream. β
Yang Jiangyi said: "I don't know, how do you know?"
Hua Bushi said: "I naturally know, because ...... For I now see many fairies flying on that roof...... Flying around, it must be an illusion. β
Yang Jiangyi felt uncomfortable in her heart, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she said loudly: "Don't talk nonsense! You won't die, I won't allow you to die! You promised to help me find the enemy to take revenge, you can't break your word!"
Hua Bushi said: "Don't worry, I won't die...... If I die now...... That dream...... How can that dream come true?"
Yang Jiangyi asked, "What is your dream?"
saw Hua Bushi's eyelids slowly closing, and he fell asleep.
β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»β»When Hai Hongzhu and Bai Yiling arrived at the mansion where the Hai family's father and son lived, Hai Changqing was already dead.
A short, thin middle-aged man was pulling a short axe out of the neck of Hai Lao Boxer, and in a pool of blood, Hai Lao Boxer was lying on the ground, motionless!
On the other side of the courtyard, three men in black were besieging Hai Dashan. Hai Dashan struggled to swing a single knife in his hand, blocking up and down, the situation was dangerous, and there were already several bleeding wounds on his back and thighs.
Seeing her father die tragically in front of her, Hai Hongzhu's eyes were red!
She shouted angrily and pounced on the murderer, the middle-aged man with an axe, and stabbed the long sword in her hand distractedly!
The short, thin middle-aged man was expressionless, just glanced at Hai Hongzhu, and waved his right hand casually, and the short axe slashed at the sword blade that stabbed him. There was a crisp sound of "ding", Hai Hongzhu only felt that the tiger's mouth was sore, and the long sword was swung away from afar, and even Hai Hongzhu's body, under this seemingly random axe, was shocked to retreat several steps, and almost fell down!
This seemingly inconspicuous middle-aged man turned out to be an extremely powerful master!