The ice leaves drifted away, and suddenly fell six or seven feet away. The tip of the rod came again, still illuminating the throat.
The two of them moved forward and retreated, and they remained two feet away. If a third party watched, they would inevitably think that it was a picture shift. They did not see both sides bent their legs and swung their arms, and they moved their positions in an instant.
The girl in the blue shirt lost several times and shook her tail. The extremely hard white wax pole suddenly shook like a bamboo gun, swaying in circles, making the snow-white clothes fly in the forest like a butterfly dancing. With the sound of the thorns, the tree trunks kept exploding, leaving a hole as big as a cup.
Bing Wuye couldn't distract himself and looked at the pear gun that was common in selling art. With such hardness and speed, he might lose his ability to move when he was swept to the point.
Because hesitated for a moment when he wanted to speak well, he was forced to use his body skills to face the girl's quick and sluggish tricks, and the balance of victory and defeat was tilting rapidly.
(So this is how the scholar met a soldier.)
He had carefully selected this open space. If he started, not wanting to use force in his own interests does not mean that he would not use force. This advantage was used by the other party, causing the current dilemma.
The two-meter-meter-long white wax pole is almost the limit of freedom within this range. If you retreat into the forest at the beginning of the fight, the white wax pole can only play against the trees.
Could it be... the other party even counted his hesitation?
The careful preparation and the recklessness of the girl who was not obeying others was very sturdy. Her hard rod as hard as willow branches also made Bing Wuye amazing.
It is said that there is no shortcut to the outside door, and it is really admirable that the equipment can ignore the physical properties to such an extent.
The bursting wood chips cover the moonlight, which may be caused by a sudden cloud, but the ash rod can always accurately chase the throat. Bing Wuye avoids it and becomes more dangerous. It flashes against his chin and cheeks several times.
It seems that the other party's intention to aim at something is inexplicably consistent with him.
There are shortcuts, and the destroyed body cannot be restored to the past ten years. Bing Wuye can only simulate nearly 70% of the internal interest output during the peak period, and the time limit for maintenance becomes extremely strict.
The man couldn't hold on any longer, and he thought to himself that he had to stop this meaningless struggle before the end of the threshold.
In the eyes of the girl in blue, the water pig was obviously unable to do anything, but she wanted to use the night and wood chips to cover her and struggle to death. She didn't realize that she was actually chasing the metal blunt light of the feathered sheep helmet, and she always hit two inches below the mask.
She left a hand for this, and saw that the water pig robe sleeve was lifted and then let out another blow. She pulled the rod out again as before. This time, she bent her arms and twisted the bee waist. The long white wax pole suddenly pointed to the side of the swinging breasts, and her body moved with the rod. The speed and the radius of the attack suddenly soared, and she hit the feathered sheep helmet without any effort!
But she was aiming at the throat almost at the same time. Two huge forces that were concentrated like nail cones hit the protective surface of the helmet. She faintly saw a flash of black shadows. She instinctively shrank her shoulders and didn't think about it at the hidden weapon. Unexpectedly, the pressure instantly penetrated the helmet and was about to penetrate it!
Two bangs, heavy objects fell to the ground, dust drifted, grass and wood chips slowly settled, and the moon among the clouds showed its head again, and the man in white had long hair against the wind, revealing an indescribable beauty under the moon. The girl in blue dress flew with her sleeves, and there was a small scratch between her thick and straight eyebrows. Compared to the man's femininity, her prettyness showed more heroic style, and her expression was also gritting teeth.
The two of them retreated several feet from their original location, leaning against the forest and trees, and placed at both ends of the open space. No matter how fast the girl's body and gun skills are, this is not a category that can be reached by one blow. However, the flying dagger held in the hand of the man in white is an excellent attack distance.
(This guy... uses a hidden weapon!)
The handsome man has always been her favorite, but this kind of rabbit who is more beautiful than a woman, tall and tall, is so disgusting. The girl is angry when she sees it, let alone killing the girl in the world, which is even more unforgivable.
Pretending to be in a weak position, he is despicable and shameless... he is so sarcastic!
Bing Wuye frowned, his eyes stopped on the ground in front of the girl, and the wreckage of the helmets that were cracked into two.
There are many mechanisms in the feathered sheep helmet. Bing Wuye tried to dismantle it but failed. Even these skillful hands that should have been used to praise were useless, which shows his cleverness.
The unique lighting without a hole and the viewing object is not affected by the dimness of the outside world, and the bamboo spring that can transform the voices of men and women... These are not the most clever ones.
Once hit by external force, Bing Wuye believes that it is enough to distort the structure and hurt the helmet, or the protective layer is broken, the helmet will bounce off by itself to avoid deforming the helmet directly killing the person wearing the helmet.
The design is so ingenious and craftsmanship that he knows beyond Bing Wuye's knowledge. He got rid of the girl's entanglement and took advantage of this: the sheep skull with the helmet top was hit hard, and the spring was touched, and the foot was leaping back while the helmet rod was stuck, and at the same time he threw a flying dagger to block the pursuit. Sure enough, he broke out of the battle circle in one fell swoop.
Bing Wuye was unintentionally hurting people, aiming at the skull of the sheep, which was also a fake helmet. Unexpectedly, the dodge was too exhausted and could not completely cover up Feng Jie, who was thrown by the dagger. The girl may dodge because of her instinct and was shot into the protective face.
The fake helmet landed in front of her was two small daggers firmly inserted on her face, and her armor was two inches wide. If the rear helmet had not bounced away in time and the girl could not avoid it, it would have been abrupt.
But how could the fake have this mechanism set up?
The girl in the green shirt has a big eye and a peach cheek and a figure that is infuriating. She has nothing to do with Hu mèi, and is closer to the deer and leek pill that is very affectionate with her.
The cold nobleman moved his eyebrows and murmured: You are Liang Yànzhen!Who is the one in front of Wucheng Temple?
This girl is the real treasure of Liang Yiànzhen.
She had no intention of summoning the sheep, but unexpectedly, Pity Qingqian received a report saying that she had found a secret code in Dongxi Town. Pity girl solved the riddle with just a glance, but she didn't really think it was left by the world.
Since it is a trap to invite you into the trap, how can you not follow the clues and take the opportunity to kill him?
Then he decided to use the lady as bait to fight to the decisive battle near the dead tree where the last mark was.
Liang Yànzhen was not particularly disgusted with water pigs. At least compared to the feathered sheep god and the bamboo tiger, this guy is much more pleasing to the eyes. Although he exclaimed his anger with the feathered sheep god, she intuition that this person might hate the feathered sheep god more than her or the bamboo tiger, and the pity girl also rarely agrees with her opinion.
How do you know that it was the water pig that took away the world?She asked the pity girl.
The world disappeared before we arrived, and only those in the manor could do it; no one escaped from the fire afterwards, but it was initially ruled out that it was done by outsiders.The envoy of Jiuyuan was in a coma for a moment. Unless the whole person conspired, he could not hide the world. No one returned to the fire after that. Like the non-regressive people who had died in the manor, there was no meaning to do so.
...Then are only three sheep left in the suspect?Liang Yànzhen held his arms and pondered.
Pity Qingqian smiled and said: Zhuhu is superficial and unwise, and will not spend much effort on a woman. It must be him.The Feathered Sheep God was unpredictable and it was indeed impossible to rule out his suspicion, but he needed the "Chasing Rabbit God" to go to Wucheng Temple tonight, playing with this hand to tear his own platform, and he couldn't see any intention. The one who left a fake secret code must be Shui Pig.
(But what he said... means? What does that mean? Who is the one in front of Wucheng Temple?)
Could it be that the Pity girl went to Wucheng Temple?
Just as she was confused, a girl wearing purple face and wearing a veil and as slender as an elf appeared in the shadow of the tree, scaring Liang Yi'anzhen. Pity girl did not appear in front of others easily. This was the tacit understanding they had developed over the past ten years. Even Liang Yi'anzhen, who was careless, understood that this was not for Pity girl, but for Pity girl to protect her.
I am your last weapon, like a dagger hidden in the boots, the poisonous sand you collect with your own personal care... The fewer people know, the stronger the lethality.Pity Qingqian was combing her hair when she said this. The pale beauty behind her with her lower eyes and smiling face was reflected in the bronze mirror. Her gentle and gentle tone made Liang Yiànzhen feel extremely at ease.
Why did the pity girl not hesitate to break the last weapon and appear in front of the water pig?
Pity Qingqian didn't talk to her, and before she could even meet her eyes, she had already crossed Liang Yi'nzhen's side and walked towards the man in white.Liang Yànzhen was so anxious that she called out: Don’t... that guy has a flying knife!Come back soon!
The girl in purple stopped and said indifferently: It turns out that you are a "water pig" and Iceless Leaf.
The man in white looked at her.
...I don't know you.
pity said calmly: My husband knows you.There are not many people who agree with your narrative.
Bing Wuye originally wanted to call her a girl, but he changed his title after hearing this.
I dare to ask my wife’s name, who is the husband?pity Qingqian smiled and said with a smile: My husband passed away for many years, and we only worshipped the church before his death. You may not know that he had married a wife.
Bing Wuye looked at her eyes and instantly realized that her purpose was to delay. She was not waiting for reinforcements, but to make up everything in Wucheng'an, and there was no turning around.
This kind of irrelevant words is meaningless to talk about for a hundred years. The most direct way to touch a person’s bottom is to ruin her affairs. When a person is angry, he will reveal traces and say to Liang Yiànzhen: Since the two of you are here, who is the one who is playing the role of the Rabbit God who is so fierce in front of Wucheng Temple?
Before Pity Qingqian appeared, Liang Yànzhen was thinking about this place. The Pity girl who was just showing up and chatting with Shuishi was so strange that she immediately grabbed her full attention.
At this time, he was reminded by the water pig, and he pierced through another dead tree with a bang. He took out Yuanliang Tiance wrapped in a brocade bag and pulled Pity Qingqian and said: Let's take a look.Let’s talk to me about who Bing Wuye is.Pity let her take it with her calmly and gentlely, as always, and I can't see how much she is thinking about her man's actions.
Liang Yànzhen didn't dare to be careless, and the man in white kept his eyes away. When he stepped back into the forest, he remembered something and said loudly: If I joined forces with Zhuhu that night, which side would you help?The snow-white shadow was sank into the forest before her, and a faint lingering sound in the night wind seemed to be smiling.
I can be completely free and no one will bother me anymore.It's a pity that you didn't do it.
……good!I remembered it.Liang Yànzhen laughed loudly, pulled Pity Qingqian and turned around suddenly, exerted his light skills with all his strength, and ran towards Wucheng's Ann.
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Strictly speaking, Wu Cheng'an is not a two-on-five group, but is divided into two battle circles: Zhuhu and Qiao Guiquan fight Ye Zangke together, but are obviously slightly inferior. The silver spear of the Rabbit God fights with one against three, and they will win and lose each other.
Tianpeng has high internal strength and strong palms. After adjusting his breathing, he changed his previous trend and made progress, making it difficult to deal with it. Master Ji's iron pen and bronze pagoda and the mandarin duck axe of the trance song are all dangerous weapons that are short and dangerous. They have no advantage over the spear, but they are divided from three sides. If they are not suppressed by the stick, they will have more chances to break into the gun. As a result, although new innovations are frequently added to the body, the Rabbit God is also constantly in danger. The situation of the advantages and disadvantages changes very quickly and is difficult to last for a long time. It seems that it is better to give her a long sword.
During the fierce battle, the girl slashed three times in a row, and was ruthless, as if the back gun could use the power of the front gun. Both Zhi and Tao and Tao avoided each other in a mess. Ta Yange was even picked up a hook, but facing the third gun, the old Taoist Tianpeng, who was like a wave, did not dodge or avoid it. He grabbed the spear head, but his fingers stopped three inches away. The spear was whipped away and the nails were all bleeding!
Tianpeng screamed and was shot into his stomach with a shot. He quickly grabbed it with one hand, lifted up his bloody right palm, and cut off the spear head link!
The geese took the opportunity to come, and the blade flashed, and the remaining gun rod in the hands of the Rabbit God was two points; the snatching flute drum was snatched by the ninth brother, and the iron pen and bronze pat were thrown and beaten. The girl barely blocked two rounds, and the broken rod was knocked away one after another, the tiger's mouth burst, and blood flowed!
Little... Miss!Ye Zangke caught a glimpse, and two heavy palms shook the opponent away. Qiao Guiquan rolled to the front of the steps, but Zhuhu only took two steps back, threw the single sword twisted into scrap iron, and returned, as if there was no need to regulate his breath. His five fingers on his right hand were as black as ink, and the strong wind contained a fishy smell, which did not give Ye Zangke a chance to turn around to rescue.
Ye Zangke didn't expect that he would use the second dantian of Tianyu's magic skill at this time, so he shouted: Get out!The sword of Jingchun threw the vest at Ji Xiaogu, and fisted with his left hand, bang!The fists and palms intersected, and the bamboo tiger flew backwards with a loud sound, landing and rolling for two turns. It was so painful that it twisted, and the right metacarpal bone wheel was not broken into powder, and it seemed that it was not entire.
Before Ye Zangke could stop his momentum, black blood suddenly spurted out from his left fist, which was fishy and stinking. The originally gray-white left forearm quickly exuded a terrifying green aura, which seemed to have taken heavy moves in a short period of time and could no longer suppress the poison.
On the other side, Ji Xiaogu held up the bronze escort and was about to fall to the girl's sheep horn helmet. When he heard the strong wind behind him, he couldn't even turn his head. He was shot through his chest by a sword. Wuye broad sword left a round hole the size of a tea bowl on him, and the bones, organs and flesh in it were emptied; at the end of the rest of the momentum, the old man who was dumbfounded and lying on the troll, as if he could not understand why the life of Jingxing ended like this.
...Old Eighth!Tianpeng howled, but the mourning method of Tramping Yange was more practical. He silently rushed towards the girl who was pressed by the corpse, and the blade pointed at half of the snow neck under the helmet, and tried hard to cut it off!
……Miss!
Ye Zang Kezi's eyes were about to break, and his knees, which were about to kneel down, suddenly kicked up and rushed forward like flying. This time, he rushed forward first, crashed into the two people horizontally, raising his arms to hold the blade; under the broken sleeves, a dark blue scale light flashed across the bronze-colored arm muscles, and the oily skin had not even scratched the edge, and the sharp blade had bounced back.
Ta Yange was stunned. Ye Zang Ke was about to raise his feet, but as soon as he moved a blood arrow, he sprayed on the ronin without warning. Ta Yange fell to the ground in a muffled voice, raised his hand, and a large group of birds from some unknown origin rushed over and collided with Ye Zang Ke like crazy.
Ye Zangke covered his face with his arms, blocking the rabbit god. Like a bird shot by thousands of arrows, it was bounced away or fell, or it was covered with blood and flesh, causing the scales between his arms to flash, and the bright green light quickly faded.
Don’t... don’t teach him to return...get angry!He sang a song and yelled.
His tone of speech was always as weak as a disease, and he was taciturn. Even the brothers in the society didn't know that he could roar like this, but after the word Qi, he suddenly felt silent. When he looked closely, he saw that his eyes were empty, and he was afraid that he would be broken by a blood arrow. The wave and roar before the severity of energy was already the focus of his remaining strength, and he immediately lowered his head and stopped moving.
But the two combos he fought for with his life were not in vain. With a clanging sound, Qiao Guiquan jumped into the air with a knife and slashed. The force was so strong that the single sword in the curling mouth shattered, and then the green scale energy behind Ye Zangke's head was also scattered.
He opened his arms and held them back. Master Qiao Si, who had no time to throw away the handle of the knife, was tied with his head and arms, and was pinched under his armpit like a little yellow chicken. His fear suddenly surged. The word "Rao" opened his mouth and clamped to death with a loud sound.
The surname Ye... takes his life!Tianpeng knew he was unlucky, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out the spear head, and ignored the broken intestines that were dragging it out of the wound, and rushed it hard!
Ye Zangke no longer had the strength to stand up. The moment the silver spear entered his abdomen, the scale patterns of "Tempering Qinggang" appeared under his hemorrhagic skin, but because of excessive force, the small half of the spear tip that had penetrated into his flesh was broken.
The broken steel the size of a fingernail shot upwards, and Tianpeng could not dodge it, and the bottom of his throat was penetrated through Tianling, and he collapsed on his mortal enemy.
Little... Miss... Uh Ah!
Ye Zang lowered his head slowly and stared at the tip of the sword that penetrated through his abdomen, suddenly feeling confused.
The sword did not stop and slowly penetrated nearly two feet. He felt the hilt of the sword against the back door. When he saw the three-character "Songchun Rain" filled with ointment and blood on the sword body, he realized that it was "Songchun Sword".
The blood on the head came not only from the enemy, but also from his body.
Luo Tuo Ranser, who was bleeding from the mouth and nose, turned around and picked up the sheep horn helmet with great care.
The Rabbit God seemed to have not expected that he would act as usual. He was frightened by this horrible ability to withstand death. He forgot to resist or escape. He looked up in a daze, and his plump breasts were fluctuating violently.
You... vomit... Ye Zangke murmured: No... no...
Not a lady?Of course not.The lady would never hurt him like this.The lady was hurting him at least shed tears.
It turns out that I recognized the wrong person!
Ye Danzhou, who was famous all over the world, smiled bitterly, and his hands were closed, and he pinched the helmet and head three points. The girl sandwiched between her palms spasmed and twitched, and the red and white paste overflowed the helmet slit, and a foul stinking came from the bottom of her skirt.
Ye Zangke hugged the corpse with his arms tightly, as if he was holding the lover in his dream, and retreated from the Mianchun Sword, which was against the chain mail inch by inch, until he could pull it out with his backhand.
He felt very tired and didn't want to resist sleepiness anymore. Ye Zangke hadn't tasted this feeling of tiredness for a long time.
He always lives another life in his dream. He is in the big mansion in Puyin, and he is still a errand-runner. Chuan Bo is still Chuan Bo, and Mr. Fu is still Mr. Fu. There is no doubt that the lady is still his lady. Xiao Ye... Hey, if you are not dead... get up quickly!A real man, what does a deadbeat look like on the ground?Get up for me!
Yes... it's the lady's voice.
Ye Zangke opened his eyes and the first thing that caught his eye was indeed the pretty face he had longed for and had never forgotten. However, it seemed a little different from the impression, it was more mature and rounder. It was no longer the color of wind and frost that had been running thousands of miles after leaving the Lianghou Mansion of Puyin.
Is this a good life?Yes, live a pampered life.It’s these four words.
That's good.
The Luotuo man felt relieved and his sleepiness became stronger. This time he had a good premonition that he could stay there after falling asleep and never have to come back.
The ladies there undoubtedly need more care. As long as the ladies here live well, there is nothing to worry about.
He closed his eyes and let himself fall into his dream, showing a childlike smile, without realizing that tears fell on his face like raindrops, melting the blood on his face.
Liang Yànzhen held him in her arms and pressed hard on his bones, rippling with bloody wounds. No third arm could wipe away the tears on his face, although it was all falling from her eyes.
When she and Pity Qingqian arrived at Wuchen Temple, the battle was over, but she still recognized the tall and thin man like a blood man as Xiao Ye at first glance, and stalked to him before he fell back.
His body was almost fixed at the age of seventeen, and he still developed from then on. He also cooked the bowl as much as possible. Although the sloppy stubble face and the beauty-free local bun clothing were speechless, this was indeed her little leaf, as if she was walking in her dreams, scratching her hair and her cheeks became hot, pretending not to look at her.
Ye Zangke's eyes were already scattered. Not to mention the sight of things, there was no trace of clarity, and she would soon lose him.
Xiao Ye... It's me, your lady!You...can you hear me?You are not allowed to die... You are not allowed to leave me, did you hear that Liang Yànzhen murmured, suddenly shut her mouth, and her heart tugged.
He never wanted to leave me, I left him.
He was not in Puyin, and he was waiting for me somewhere. It was me who decided to follow Shiqilang and abandon him on an unknown roadside like throwing away a kitten and dog.
The Xiaoye who kowtowed to her and bowed to her was just the remains of this cruel decision.
In the end, both of them couldn't even speak.
Why didn't I see him?
Why didn’t you tell him that it was a miss at the beginning?
They were unable to respond to the feelings of the teenagers. They were still family members, so they should depend on each other for life. They took care of each other and the bleeding slowed down, and their body temperature faded to the point where they could feel. Even if they were not doctors, Liang Yiànzhen knew that they could not be saved after just a glance: Not to mention the poison in the left arm, the best situation of sword creation that penetrated the back could not harm the abdomen and intestines. They had to open the cavity and suture the penetrating intestines. Otherwise, even if the surface wound was sutured, the leaking intestines in the abdomen would be contaminated by leaking intestines, and they would be extremely painful to die.
Since ancient times, most people who pierced their belly have not been rescued, but have been ordered to die quickly, thinking that they are liberated.
Ye Zangke lost consciousness in a very short period of time. In addition to losing too much blood, he may also hurt other important organs such as the liver and kidneys, and also increase the difficulty of rescue.
Liang Yànzhen pressed the wound and heard Pity Qingqian on the side seem to have said something, and suddenly became angry: He still breathed a sigh of relief, how could he know he was not saved?I want to save it!pity said softly and softly: Miss, please calm down.I mean, the jujube has died, and it seems that it was Ye Daxia’s move.
Liang Yiànzhen was both shocked and shocked, and suddenly lost her speech and couldn't believe it.
That's...leek pill?Is it the feathered sheep helmet she wore?
Pity's clear and shallow eyes were calm and he nodded slightly.
It is not the one we make, but a more refined product, and even the feathered sheep god may not be able to distinguish the true or false.After a few strokes behind the corpse, it took less time to remove a twisted and deformed piece of rear armor.
Liang Yànzhen's eyebrows were raised, and her beautiful eyes, whose tears were not dry, changed from surprise to resentment, calmly igniting anger.
As her half of her body, there is no doubt about Zhongchen, but as long as she is a human, she has weaknesses, and her weaknesses have always been in the world.
The machine spring separated by the rear helmet can't even figure out the key points, so there is no way to copy it. The helmet worn by the leek pill has this setting, so how is this fake?
It's just the trick of the feathered sheep god!
He must have used the world as bait and fished for his use.It is even more difficult to make Jue Dan betray her, but it is much easier to get her to get rid of an irrelevant outsider who even covets her sect.
Liang Yiànzhen bit her silver teeth and made a sound. She suddenly exclaimed. A slender woman in white shirt and plain skirt and camellia tea rushed into the venue. She suddenly stopped in front of Pity Qingqian, her whole body trembled, and said hoarsely: This... These are the black boots of Chiudan, and the straps that tied their hair were sewn by me.This is...is this leek pill?As soon as his legs became weak, he leaned on the body and cried silently, his slender back became more and more sharp, which was the Hu mèi world.
There seemed to be a white shadow in the forest in the distance, but when I was about to see it clearly, I didn't see it, but Liang Yiànzhen knew who it was.
A man and a woman ran out of the temple gate. The woman had a black and white dress with outstanding appearance. Her black waist-thick hair was as thick as a satin. Her faint expression was not a sense of distance, and she attracted people to see it.
The man has wide shoulders and long body, brown and bright skin, and very deep facial features, but who is not Han Xuese?
It was Mo Ting who came with him.
It is important to know that the intimacy of acquaintances is the most aggrieved. When Liang Yiànzhen saw that it was him, she was not surprised. She suddenly felt sorrowful in her nose, and she couldn't suppress herself anymore. She choked and said: A Xue!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo wMy little leaf is gone!Sorrow came from it, and reached out to hold the corner of Han Xuese's clothes, pressed against Ye Zangke's face, touching his forehead frequently, and tears continued to flow.
On the night of the sixth round of descending to the realm, responding to Fengse, you will know that Liang Yiànzhen was one of the feathered sheep gods. He went with the female Yin man and secretly manipulated the Yuxiao Sect.
After taking over the body, he learned from Han Xuese that Liang Ye had a deep affection for his master and servant in the past. In this way, Ye Zangke was staring at the Yuxiao Sect, so he was self-evident. Seeing that the Rabbit God appeared, he thought reinforcements had come, but Lu Jue Dan would pretend to be her and sneak attack Ye Zangke.
But Liang Yànzhen's sadness was not like a false act. The young man of Mao calmed down and held her hand and said: Miss Liang, this Dr. Mo Ting, Dr. Mo is Axue's benefactor. Although he is young, he is very skilled in medical skills. How good do you let her see Hero Ye?
Liang Yiàn Zhenru drowning and climbed a driftwood, and hurriedly raised her up: He... Does he have any help?
Mo Ting said seriously: I'm not sure, I have to try it before I know it.Please borrow it first.
Lu Xise and Chu Zhiqin carried out a temporary stretcher from the temple, and put Ye Zangke on it. He wanted to work with Lu Xise, but Liang Yiànzhen took the stretcher from the girl.
The two carried Ye Zangke into a side room in the front yard, with the floor covered with blue bricks and cleaned spotlessly. They removed the furniture such as beds and chairs, and a flat platform was wrapped in a polished and bright iron sheet, which was about the same as their waist. The two windows were hanging in front of the two sides of the windows, and ventilation ducts were also installed on the top of the walls.
There were knives and needles neatly placed in the porcelain plate next to the iron table. According to the style of the wind, this room was used for surgical treatment, but I don’t know when Mo Ting made such arrangements here.
...She even had the medicine room ready and was just behind.Chu Zhiqin saw that he was full of suspicion and whispered.
It is said that when the war is fierce and the war is dangerous, there is no place for first aid.Since Han Xuese risked his life to save him, the attitude of the uncle toward him has changed from a slight guilty to friendly. It is strange to say that after taking off his guard, the girl seemed to understand his thoughts when she saw his expression and wink. Just like now, she naturally said what he wanted to know.
In the meantime, I had to take off my shoes before I could enter. As Fengse and Liang Yiànzhen lifted the person up to the platform, and invited the girl out. She only stored it in the house, cleaned the floor with soapy water, and sprinkled white wine to cleanse the dust.
A man said through the door: I also understand medical skills, or can help.But it's clear and simple.
Mo Ting wrapped her mouth and nose with a clean white towel, inspecting the wound without looking back.I appreciate it. I have never known the girl, so I am afraid that I will not be able to cooperate.Then he never spoke again.
A delicate and lazy voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard: How about cooperating with me?Ying Feng's hair was standing upright, and he jumped up like a cat's tail was stepped on. He subconsciously took several steps and almost hit the wall. He blurted out: Mo, don't hold on!
The close-fitting black satin hem wrapped in an exaggerated curve like a gourd and melon, and the beautiful woman with a soft skin came with a charming look. She was indescribably seductive and seductive in her snow-white jade feet wearing wooden clogs, but before she appeared, no one heard the ticacak sound, as if she was not wearing the noisiest clogs, but the cat's palm pad, so she was so silent.
The gold jewelry wrapped around the wrist and fingers is particularly energetic by the thick black hair, and so is the white skin.
The beautiful woman bent her slender fingers like the tip of a bamboo shoot, crushed a bead of sweat in her cleavage, swallowing saliva, Chu Zhiqin beside her showed a look of disgust, and her slight affection for this person suddenly disappeared. However, the man was not greedy, but was shocked, and his body memory, which was tortured by poison, suddenly surged. This section was really unfair.
Mo Shi glanced at him, and his gorgeous red lips curled up a charm and sneered: Impossible!Is there anyone who calls his mother-in-law the name like this?It’s still my Haotinger who is tired of doing it, so she remembers the benefits of her mother. She doesn’t want to do cheap sn in law anymore?
Wu Cheng'an and others didn't expect that he and Mo Ting had such a relationship, and almost fell to their eyes.
Chu Zhiqin gasped and the little milk and dried suckling was much bigger. Then she thought: No, this Lord Lingtang of Mo Ting is a female devil, and it must be fake if she is not accurate in speaking.People of the Mao people... that way, isn't it similar to animals...?How, how can I get it in!His little face was slightly hot, so he quickly shook his head and then he returned to his normal breathing.
Don’t sing your hands outside the house to sprinkle wine. The round and delicate thumbs and two toes of the food were removed from the ropes of the clogs, and the little hands were raised in the ears to surrender, and the slightly tilted snow neck made a dimples smile. Although he pretended to be cute, it was more suitable than any girl present. It was both pure and desireful, and it was also strange.
If outsiders can’t do it, can I come?
……good.Mo Ting glanced at her.I must save him.
That's so bad.The beautiful woman smiled cleverly, took off her clogs and entered the room, and made Chu Zhiqin clean her feet for her, looking at the stage.
Is your blood transfusion injection gone?Don't open your abdominal cavity, it will also cause him to die.Add medicine to reduce filth and stains, and quickly suture it to stop bleeding. If you don’t have it, use a soldering iron.He took the white towel and wrapped his hair around his mouth, nose and hair, and wrapped it up like a village girl. He tied up his sleeves and walked quickly to the edge of the platform.
You dare to bring a blood transfusion injection!
Dongzhou doctors regard surgery as a path, and blood delivery is particularly heretical. There are countless innocent patients who died of quack Hu Zheng. There are very few craftsmen with the ability and willingness to create blood transfusion needles for doctors, and the cost is also high.
It has been several months since the fire of Old Lulin. Mo Ting has not been able to get a second pair, which greatly reduces Ye Zangke's chances of survival. He becomes more irritable when he hears this and frowns: What are you doing?Did you make fun of me?
I am afraid that flies will get involved in my Ting'er, so I feel at ease.Mo Zhi shrugged and smiled.
If you don't want to say it, just forget it.Mo Ting lowered her eyes and focused on treating the wound.
Mo Zhiyi was more interested in poisonous diseases. He smelled the poisonous blood and looked at it for a while. He took a golden needle and stabbed it densely on Ye Zangke's upper arm. The green air and needles that emanated from the air stopped. This was a magical technique.
How to eliminate this poison?Chu Zhiqin had a glimmer of hope and couldn't help blurting out.
Mo Zhi smiled and said: The corpse poison of the "Soul-Breaking Blood Sword" is usually untreated, but unfortunately he met Grandma Zu.Suddenly, the poisoned person will turn into black and blue sauce when he uses the poison. I can use the antidote.Remember to cut alive.Chong Chuzhiqin blinked: That's how it was not cured.If the poison source is explained clearly, there will always be a way.
When Liang Yinzhen heard this, he rushed out of the temple with Yuanliang Tiance. He saw dead people all over the ground, so he forgot to ask who was the one who was trying to do it.
Behind him, Ying Fengse was in harmony with her heart and pointed to the steps: The bamboo tiger was there, and it was the poison he had put on!
The girl was shocked when she heard this: Is that guy Zhuhu?Just as they were about to step forward, they whipped the wind and rushed. The two of them barely avoided it and sprinkled the rafters and columns all over their heads and faces. Suddenly, a monotonous, rigid, and extremely desperate voice came to their ears and felt terrified: It's all like this, why don't you wait for me to start again?There is no sheep power in the world, so why is it really the law of heaven?
The person who came was nearly nine feet tall, with a buckle in the animal's skin, a long whip in the back, a curled-up arm, and a sheep's hooves turned back. He was the God of Feathers.
The two of them moved forward and retreated, and they remained two feet away. If a third party watched, they would inevitably think that it was a picture shift. They did not see both sides bent their legs and swung their arms, and they moved their positions in an instant.
The girl in the blue shirt lost several times and shook her tail. The extremely hard white wax pole suddenly shook like a bamboo gun, swaying in circles, making the snow-white clothes fly in the forest like a butterfly dancing. With the sound of the thorns, the tree trunks kept exploding, leaving a hole as big as a cup.
Bing Wuye couldn't distract himself and looked at the pear gun that was common in selling art. With such hardness and speed, he might lose his ability to move when he was swept to the point.
Because hesitated for a moment when he wanted to speak well, he was forced to use his body skills to face the girl's quick and sluggish tricks, and the balance of victory and defeat was tilting rapidly.
(So this is how the scholar met a soldier.)
He had carefully selected this open space. If he started, not wanting to use force in his own interests does not mean that he would not use force. This advantage was used by the other party, causing the current dilemma.
The two-meter-meter-long white wax pole is almost the limit of freedom within this range. If you retreat into the forest at the beginning of the fight, the white wax pole can only play against the trees.
Could it be... the other party even counted his hesitation?
The careful preparation and the recklessness of the girl who was not obeying others was very sturdy. Her hard rod as hard as willow branches also made Bing Wuye amazing.
It is said that there is no shortcut to the outside door, and it is really admirable that the equipment can ignore the physical properties to such an extent.
The bursting wood chips cover the moonlight, which may be caused by a sudden cloud, but the ash rod can always accurately chase the throat. Bing Wuye avoids it and becomes more dangerous. It flashes against his chin and cheeks several times.
It seems that the other party's intention to aim at something is inexplicably consistent with him.
There are shortcuts, and the destroyed body cannot be restored to the past ten years. Bing Wuye can only simulate nearly 70% of the internal interest output during the peak period, and the time limit for maintenance becomes extremely strict.
The man couldn't hold on any longer, and he thought to himself that he had to stop this meaningless struggle before the end of the threshold.
In the eyes of the girl in blue, the water pig was obviously unable to do anything, but she wanted to use the night and wood chips to cover her and struggle to death. She didn't realize that she was actually chasing the metal blunt light of the feathered sheep helmet, and she always hit two inches below the mask.
She left a hand for this, and saw that the water pig robe sleeve was lifted and then let out another blow. She pulled the rod out again as before. This time, she bent her arms and twisted the bee waist. The long white wax pole suddenly pointed to the side of the swinging breasts, and her body moved with the rod. The speed and the radius of the attack suddenly soared, and she hit the feathered sheep helmet without any effort!
But she was aiming at the throat almost at the same time. Two huge forces that were concentrated like nail cones hit the protective surface of the helmet. She faintly saw a flash of black shadows. She instinctively shrank her shoulders and didn't think about it at the hidden weapon. Unexpectedly, the pressure instantly penetrated the helmet and was about to penetrate it!
Two bangs, heavy objects fell to the ground, dust drifted, grass and wood chips slowly settled, and the moon among the clouds showed its head again, and the man in white had long hair against the wind, revealing an indescribable beauty under the moon. The girl in blue dress flew with her sleeves, and there was a small scratch between her thick and straight eyebrows. Compared to the man's femininity, her prettyness showed more heroic style, and her expression was also gritting teeth.
The two of them retreated several feet from their original location, leaning against the forest and trees, and placed at both ends of the open space. No matter how fast the girl's body and gun skills are, this is not a category that can be reached by one blow. However, the flying dagger held in the hand of the man in white is an excellent attack distance.
(This guy... uses a hidden weapon!)
The handsome man has always been her favorite, but this kind of rabbit who is more beautiful than a woman, tall and tall, is so disgusting. The girl is angry when she sees it, let alone killing the girl in the world, which is even more unforgivable.
Pretending to be in a weak position, he is despicable and shameless... he is so sarcastic!
Bing Wuye frowned, his eyes stopped on the ground in front of the girl, and the wreckage of the helmets that were cracked into two.
There are many mechanisms in the feathered sheep helmet. Bing Wuye tried to dismantle it but failed. Even these skillful hands that should have been used to praise were useless, which shows his cleverness.
The unique lighting without a hole and the viewing object is not affected by the dimness of the outside world, and the bamboo spring that can transform the voices of men and women... These are not the most clever ones.
Once hit by external force, Bing Wuye believes that it is enough to distort the structure and hurt the helmet, or the protective layer is broken, the helmet will bounce off by itself to avoid deforming the helmet directly killing the person wearing the helmet.
The design is so ingenious and craftsmanship that he knows beyond Bing Wuye's knowledge. He got rid of the girl's entanglement and took advantage of this: the sheep skull with the helmet top was hit hard, and the spring was touched, and the foot was leaping back while the helmet rod was stuck, and at the same time he threw a flying dagger to block the pursuit. Sure enough, he broke out of the battle circle in one fell swoop.
Bing Wuye was unintentionally hurting people, aiming at the skull of the sheep, which was also a fake helmet. Unexpectedly, the dodge was too exhausted and could not completely cover up Feng Jie, who was thrown by the dagger. The girl may dodge because of her instinct and was shot into the protective face.
The fake helmet landed in front of her was two small daggers firmly inserted on her face, and her armor was two inches wide. If the rear helmet had not bounced away in time and the girl could not avoid it, it would have been abrupt.
But how could the fake have this mechanism set up?
The girl in the green shirt has a big eye and a peach cheek and a figure that is infuriating. She has nothing to do with Hu mèi, and is closer to the deer and leek pill that is very affectionate with her.
The cold nobleman moved his eyebrows and murmured: You are Liang Yànzhen!Who is the one in front of Wucheng Temple?
This girl is the real treasure of Liang Yiànzhen.
She had no intention of summoning the sheep, but unexpectedly, Pity Qingqian received a report saying that she had found a secret code in Dongxi Town. Pity girl solved the riddle with just a glance, but she didn't really think it was left by the world.
Since it is a trap to invite you into the trap, how can you not follow the clues and take the opportunity to kill him?
Then he decided to use the lady as bait to fight to the decisive battle near the dead tree where the last mark was.
Liang Yànzhen was not particularly disgusted with water pigs. At least compared to the feathered sheep god and the bamboo tiger, this guy is much more pleasing to the eyes. Although he exclaimed his anger with the feathered sheep god, she intuition that this person might hate the feathered sheep god more than her or the bamboo tiger, and the pity girl also rarely agrees with her opinion.
How do you know that it was the water pig that took away the world?She asked the pity girl.
The world disappeared before we arrived, and only those in the manor could do it; no one escaped from the fire afterwards, but it was initially ruled out that it was done by outsiders.The envoy of Jiuyuan was in a coma for a moment. Unless the whole person conspired, he could not hide the world. No one returned to the fire after that. Like the non-regressive people who had died in the manor, there was no meaning to do so.
...Then are only three sheep left in the suspect?Liang Yànzhen held his arms and pondered.
Pity Qingqian smiled and said: Zhuhu is superficial and unwise, and will not spend much effort on a woman. It must be him.The Feathered Sheep God was unpredictable and it was indeed impossible to rule out his suspicion, but he needed the "Chasing Rabbit God" to go to Wucheng Temple tonight, playing with this hand to tear his own platform, and he couldn't see any intention. The one who left a fake secret code must be Shui Pig.
(But what he said... means? What does that mean? Who is the one in front of Wucheng Temple?)
Could it be that the Pity girl went to Wucheng Temple?
Just as she was confused, a girl wearing purple face and wearing a veil and as slender as an elf appeared in the shadow of the tree, scaring Liang Yi'anzhen. Pity girl did not appear in front of others easily. This was the tacit understanding they had developed over the past ten years. Even Liang Yi'anzhen, who was careless, understood that this was not for Pity girl, but for Pity girl to protect her.
I am your last weapon, like a dagger hidden in the boots, the poisonous sand you collect with your own personal care... The fewer people know, the stronger the lethality.Pity Qingqian was combing her hair when she said this. The pale beauty behind her with her lower eyes and smiling face was reflected in the bronze mirror. Her gentle and gentle tone made Liang Yiànzhen feel extremely at ease.
Why did the pity girl not hesitate to break the last weapon and appear in front of the water pig?
Pity Qingqian didn't talk to her, and before she could even meet her eyes, she had already crossed Liang Yi'nzhen's side and walked towards the man in white.Liang Yànzhen was so anxious that she called out: Don’t... that guy has a flying knife!Come back soon!
The girl in purple stopped and said indifferently: It turns out that you are a "water pig" and Iceless Leaf.
The man in white looked at her.
...I don't know you.
pity said calmly: My husband knows you.There are not many people who agree with your narrative.
Bing Wuye originally wanted to call her a girl, but he changed his title after hearing this.
I dare to ask my wife’s name, who is the husband?pity Qingqian smiled and said with a smile: My husband passed away for many years, and we only worshipped the church before his death. You may not know that he had married a wife.
Bing Wuye looked at her eyes and instantly realized that her purpose was to delay. She was not waiting for reinforcements, but to make up everything in Wucheng'an, and there was no turning around.
This kind of irrelevant words is meaningless to talk about for a hundred years. The most direct way to touch a person’s bottom is to ruin her affairs. When a person is angry, he will reveal traces and say to Liang Yiànzhen: Since the two of you are here, who is the one who is playing the role of the Rabbit God who is so fierce in front of Wucheng Temple?
Before Pity Qingqian appeared, Liang Yànzhen was thinking about this place. The Pity girl who was just showing up and chatting with Shuishi was so strange that she immediately grabbed her full attention.
At this time, he was reminded by the water pig, and he pierced through another dead tree with a bang. He took out Yuanliang Tiance wrapped in a brocade bag and pulled Pity Qingqian and said: Let's take a look.Let’s talk to me about who Bing Wuye is.Pity let her take it with her calmly and gentlely, as always, and I can't see how much she is thinking about her man's actions.
Liang Yànzhen didn't dare to be careless, and the man in white kept his eyes away. When he stepped back into the forest, he remembered something and said loudly: If I joined forces with Zhuhu that night, which side would you help?The snow-white shadow was sank into the forest before her, and a faint lingering sound in the night wind seemed to be smiling.
I can be completely free and no one will bother me anymore.It's a pity that you didn't do it.
……good!I remembered it.Liang Yànzhen laughed loudly, pulled Pity Qingqian and turned around suddenly, exerted his light skills with all his strength, and ran towards Wucheng's Ann.
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Strictly speaking, Wu Cheng'an is not a two-on-five group, but is divided into two battle circles: Zhuhu and Qiao Guiquan fight Ye Zangke together, but are obviously slightly inferior. The silver spear of the Rabbit God fights with one against three, and they will win and lose each other.
Tianpeng has high internal strength and strong palms. After adjusting his breathing, he changed his previous trend and made progress, making it difficult to deal with it. Master Ji's iron pen and bronze pagoda and the mandarin duck axe of the trance song are all dangerous weapons that are short and dangerous. They have no advantage over the spear, but they are divided from three sides. If they are not suppressed by the stick, they will have more chances to break into the gun. As a result, although new innovations are frequently added to the body, the Rabbit God is also constantly in danger. The situation of the advantages and disadvantages changes very quickly and is difficult to last for a long time. It seems that it is better to give her a long sword.
During the fierce battle, the girl slashed three times in a row, and was ruthless, as if the back gun could use the power of the front gun. Both Zhi and Tao and Tao avoided each other in a mess. Ta Yange was even picked up a hook, but facing the third gun, the old Taoist Tianpeng, who was like a wave, did not dodge or avoid it. He grabbed the spear head, but his fingers stopped three inches away. The spear was whipped away and the nails were all bleeding!
Tianpeng screamed and was shot into his stomach with a shot. He quickly grabbed it with one hand, lifted up his bloody right palm, and cut off the spear head link!
The geese took the opportunity to come, and the blade flashed, and the remaining gun rod in the hands of the Rabbit God was two points; the snatching flute drum was snatched by the ninth brother, and the iron pen and bronze pat were thrown and beaten. The girl barely blocked two rounds, and the broken rod was knocked away one after another, the tiger's mouth burst, and blood flowed!
Little... Miss!Ye Zangke caught a glimpse, and two heavy palms shook the opponent away. Qiao Guiquan rolled to the front of the steps, but Zhuhu only took two steps back, threw the single sword twisted into scrap iron, and returned, as if there was no need to regulate his breath. His five fingers on his right hand were as black as ink, and the strong wind contained a fishy smell, which did not give Ye Zangke a chance to turn around to rescue.
Ye Zangke didn't expect that he would use the second dantian of Tianyu's magic skill at this time, so he shouted: Get out!The sword of Jingchun threw the vest at Ji Xiaogu, and fisted with his left hand, bang!The fists and palms intersected, and the bamboo tiger flew backwards with a loud sound, landing and rolling for two turns. It was so painful that it twisted, and the right metacarpal bone wheel was not broken into powder, and it seemed that it was not entire.
Before Ye Zangke could stop his momentum, black blood suddenly spurted out from his left fist, which was fishy and stinking. The originally gray-white left forearm quickly exuded a terrifying green aura, which seemed to have taken heavy moves in a short period of time and could no longer suppress the poison.
On the other side, Ji Xiaogu held up the bronze escort and was about to fall to the girl's sheep horn helmet. When he heard the strong wind behind him, he couldn't even turn his head. He was shot through his chest by a sword. Wuye broad sword left a round hole the size of a tea bowl on him, and the bones, organs and flesh in it were emptied; at the end of the rest of the momentum, the old man who was dumbfounded and lying on the troll, as if he could not understand why the life of Jingxing ended like this.
...Old Eighth!Tianpeng howled, but the mourning method of Tramping Yange was more practical. He silently rushed towards the girl who was pressed by the corpse, and the blade pointed at half of the snow neck under the helmet, and tried hard to cut it off!
……Miss!
Ye Zang Kezi's eyes were about to break, and his knees, which were about to kneel down, suddenly kicked up and rushed forward like flying. This time, he rushed forward first, crashed into the two people horizontally, raising his arms to hold the blade; under the broken sleeves, a dark blue scale light flashed across the bronze-colored arm muscles, and the oily skin had not even scratched the edge, and the sharp blade had bounced back.
Ta Yange was stunned. Ye Zang Ke was about to raise his feet, but as soon as he moved a blood arrow, he sprayed on the ronin without warning. Ta Yange fell to the ground in a muffled voice, raised his hand, and a large group of birds from some unknown origin rushed over and collided with Ye Zang Ke like crazy.
Ye Zangke covered his face with his arms, blocking the rabbit god. Like a bird shot by thousands of arrows, it was bounced away or fell, or it was covered with blood and flesh, causing the scales between his arms to flash, and the bright green light quickly faded.
Don’t... don’t teach him to return...get angry!He sang a song and yelled.
His tone of speech was always as weak as a disease, and he was taciturn. Even the brothers in the society didn't know that he could roar like this, but after the word Qi, he suddenly felt silent. When he looked closely, he saw that his eyes were empty, and he was afraid that he would be broken by a blood arrow. The wave and roar before the severity of energy was already the focus of his remaining strength, and he immediately lowered his head and stopped moving.
But the two combos he fought for with his life were not in vain. With a clanging sound, Qiao Guiquan jumped into the air with a knife and slashed. The force was so strong that the single sword in the curling mouth shattered, and then the green scale energy behind Ye Zangke's head was also scattered.
He opened his arms and held them back. Master Qiao Si, who had no time to throw away the handle of the knife, was tied with his head and arms, and was pinched under his armpit like a little yellow chicken. His fear suddenly surged. The word "Rao" opened his mouth and clamped to death with a loud sound.
The surname Ye... takes his life!Tianpeng knew he was unlucky, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out the spear head, and ignored the broken intestines that were dragging it out of the wound, and rushed it hard!
Ye Zangke no longer had the strength to stand up. The moment the silver spear entered his abdomen, the scale patterns of "Tempering Qinggang" appeared under his hemorrhagic skin, but because of excessive force, the small half of the spear tip that had penetrated into his flesh was broken.
The broken steel the size of a fingernail shot upwards, and Tianpeng could not dodge it, and the bottom of his throat was penetrated through Tianling, and he collapsed on his mortal enemy.
Little... Miss... Uh Ah!
Ye Zang lowered his head slowly and stared at the tip of the sword that penetrated through his abdomen, suddenly feeling confused.
The sword did not stop and slowly penetrated nearly two feet. He felt the hilt of the sword against the back door. When he saw the three-character "Songchun Rain" filled with ointment and blood on the sword body, he realized that it was "Songchun Sword".
The blood on the head came not only from the enemy, but also from his body.
Luo Tuo Ranser, who was bleeding from the mouth and nose, turned around and picked up the sheep horn helmet with great care.
The Rabbit God seemed to have not expected that he would act as usual. He was frightened by this horrible ability to withstand death. He forgot to resist or escape. He looked up in a daze, and his plump breasts were fluctuating violently.
You... vomit... Ye Zangke murmured: No... no...
Not a lady?Of course not.The lady would never hurt him like this.The lady was hurting him at least shed tears.
It turns out that I recognized the wrong person!
Ye Danzhou, who was famous all over the world, smiled bitterly, and his hands were closed, and he pinched the helmet and head three points. The girl sandwiched between her palms spasmed and twitched, and the red and white paste overflowed the helmet slit, and a foul stinking came from the bottom of her skirt.
Ye Zangke hugged the corpse with his arms tightly, as if he was holding the lover in his dream, and retreated from the Mianchun Sword, which was against the chain mail inch by inch, until he could pull it out with his backhand.
He felt very tired and didn't want to resist sleepiness anymore. Ye Zangke hadn't tasted this feeling of tiredness for a long time.
He always lives another life in his dream. He is in the big mansion in Puyin, and he is still a errand-runner. Chuan Bo is still Chuan Bo, and Mr. Fu is still Mr. Fu. There is no doubt that the lady is still his lady. Xiao Ye... Hey, if you are not dead... get up quickly!A real man, what does a deadbeat look like on the ground?Get up for me!
Yes... it's the lady's voice.
Ye Zangke opened his eyes and the first thing that caught his eye was indeed the pretty face he had longed for and had never forgotten. However, it seemed a little different from the impression, it was more mature and rounder. It was no longer the color of wind and frost that had been running thousands of miles after leaving the Lianghou Mansion of Puyin.
Is this a good life?Yes, live a pampered life.It’s these four words.
That's good.
The Luotuo man felt relieved and his sleepiness became stronger. This time he had a good premonition that he could stay there after falling asleep and never have to come back.
The ladies there undoubtedly need more care. As long as the ladies here live well, there is nothing to worry about.
He closed his eyes and let himself fall into his dream, showing a childlike smile, without realizing that tears fell on his face like raindrops, melting the blood on his face.
Liang Yànzhen held him in her arms and pressed hard on his bones, rippling with bloody wounds. No third arm could wipe away the tears on his face, although it was all falling from her eyes.
When she and Pity Qingqian arrived at Wuchen Temple, the battle was over, but she still recognized the tall and thin man like a blood man as Xiao Ye at first glance, and stalked to him before he fell back.
His body was almost fixed at the age of seventeen, and he still developed from then on. He also cooked the bowl as much as possible. Although the sloppy stubble face and the beauty-free local bun clothing were speechless, this was indeed her little leaf, as if she was walking in her dreams, scratching her hair and her cheeks became hot, pretending not to look at her.
Ye Zangke's eyes were already scattered. Not to mention the sight of things, there was no trace of clarity, and she would soon lose him.
Xiao Ye... It's me, your lady!You...can you hear me?You are not allowed to die... You are not allowed to leave me, did you hear that Liang Yànzhen murmured, suddenly shut her mouth, and her heart tugged.
He never wanted to leave me, I left him.
He was not in Puyin, and he was waiting for me somewhere. It was me who decided to follow Shiqilang and abandon him on an unknown roadside like throwing away a kitten and dog.
The Xiaoye who kowtowed to her and bowed to her was just the remains of this cruel decision.
In the end, both of them couldn't even speak.
Why didn't I see him?
Why didn’t you tell him that it was a miss at the beginning?
They were unable to respond to the feelings of the teenagers. They were still family members, so they should depend on each other for life. They took care of each other and the bleeding slowed down, and their body temperature faded to the point where they could feel. Even if they were not doctors, Liang Yiànzhen knew that they could not be saved after just a glance: Not to mention the poison in the left arm, the best situation of sword creation that penetrated the back could not harm the abdomen and intestines. They had to open the cavity and suture the penetrating intestines. Otherwise, even if the surface wound was sutured, the leaking intestines in the abdomen would be contaminated by leaking intestines, and they would be extremely painful to die.
Since ancient times, most people who pierced their belly have not been rescued, but have been ordered to die quickly, thinking that they are liberated.
Ye Zangke lost consciousness in a very short period of time. In addition to losing too much blood, he may also hurt other important organs such as the liver and kidneys, and also increase the difficulty of rescue.
Liang Yànzhen pressed the wound and heard Pity Qingqian on the side seem to have said something, and suddenly became angry: He still breathed a sigh of relief, how could he know he was not saved?I want to save it!pity said softly and softly: Miss, please calm down.I mean, the jujube has died, and it seems that it was Ye Daxia’s move.
Liang Yiànzhen was both shocked and shocked, and suddenly lost her speech and couldn't believe it.
That's...leek pill?Is it the feathered sheep helmet she wore?
Pity's clear and shallow eyes were calm and he nodded slightly.
It is not the one we make, but a more refined product, and even the feathered sheep god may not be able to distinguish the true or false.After a few strokes behind the corpse, it took less time to remove a twisted and deformed piece of rear armor.
Liang Yànzhen's eyebrows were raised, and her beautiful eyes, whose tears were not dry, changed from surprise to resentment, calmly igniting anger.
As her half of her body, there is no doubt about Zhongchen, but as long as she is a human, she has weaknesses, and her weaknesses have always been in the world.
The machine spring separated by the rear helmet can't even figure out the key points, so there is no way to copy it. The helmet worn by the leek pill has this setting, so how is this fake?
It's just the trick of the feathered sheep god!
He must have used the world as bait and fished for his use.It is even more difficult to make Jue Dan betray her, but it is much easier to get her to get rid of an irrelevant outsider who even covets her sect.
Liang Yiànzhen bit her silver teeth and made a sound. She suddenly exclaimed. A slender woman in white shirt and plain skirt and camellia tea rushed into the venue. She suddenly stopped in front of Pity Qingqian, her whole body trembled, and said hoarsely: This... These are the black boots of Chiudan, and the straps that tied their hair were sewn by me.This is...is this leek pill?As soon as his legs became weak, he leaned on the body and cried silently, his slender back became more and more sharp, which was the Hu mèi world.
There seemed to be a white shadow in the forest in the distance, but when I was about to see it clearly, I didn't see it, but Liang Yiànzhen knew who it was.
A man and a woman ran out of the temple gate. The woman had a black and white dress with outstanding appearance. Her black waist-thick hair was as thick as a satin. Her faint expression was not a sense of distance, and she attracted people to see it.
The man has wide shoulders and long body, brown and bright skin, and very deep facial features, but who is not Han Xuese?
It was Mo Ting who came with him.
It is important to know that the intimacy of acquaintances is the most aggrieved. When Liang Yiànzhen saw that it was him, she was not surprised. She suddenly felt sorrowful in her nose, and she couldn't suppress herself anymore. She choked and said: A Xue!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo wMy little leaf is gone!Sorrow came from it, and reached out to hold the corner of Han Xuese's clothes, pressed against Ye Zangke's face, touching his forehead frequently, and tears continued to flow.
On the night of the sixth round of descending to the realm, responding to Fengse, you will know that Liang Yiànzhen was one of the feathered sheep gods. He went with the female Yin man and secretly manipulated the Yuxiao Sect.
After taking over the body, he learned from Han Xuese that Liang Ye had a deep affection for his master and servant in the past. In this way, Ye Zangke was staring at the Yuxiao Sect, so he was self-evident. Seeing that the Rabbit God appeared, he thought reinforcements had come, but Lu Jue Dan would pretend to be her and sneak attack Ye Zangke.
But Liang Yànzhen's sadness was not like a false act. The young man of Mao calmed down and held her hand and said: Miss Liang, this Dr. Mo Ting, Dr. Mo is Axue's benefactor. Although he is young, he is very skilled in medical skills. How good do you let her see Hero Ye?
Liang Yiàn Zhenru drowning and climbed a driftwood, and hurriedly raised her up: He... Does he have any help?
Mo Ting said seriously: I'm not sure, I have to try it before I know it.Please borrow it first.
Lu Xise and Chu Zhiqin carried out a temporary stretcher from the temple, and put Ye Zangke on it. He wanted to work with Lu Xise, but Liang Yiànzhen took the stretcher from the girl.
The two carried Ye Zangke into a side room in the front yard, with the floor covered with blue bricks and cleaned spotlessly. They removed the furniture such as beds and chairs, and a flat platform was wrapped in a polished and bright iron sheet, which was about the same as their waist. The two windows were hanging in front of the two sides of the windows, and ventilation ducts were also installed on the top of the walls.
There were knives and needles neatly placed in the porcelain plate next to the iron table. According to the style of the wind, this room was used for surgical treatment, but I don’t know when Mo Ting made such arrangements here.
...She even had the medicine room ready and was just behind.Chu Zhiqin saw that he was full of suspicion and whispered.
It is said that when the war is fierce and the war is dangerous, there is no place for first aid.Since Han Xuese risked his life to save him, the attitude of the uncle toward him has changed from a slight guilty to friendly. It is strange to say that after taking off his guard, the girl seemed to understand his thoughts when she saw his expression and wink. Just like now, she naturally said what he wanted to know.
In the meantime, I had to take off my shoes before I could enter. As Fengse and Liang Yiànzhen lifted the person up to the platform, and invited the girl out. She only stored it in the house, cleaned the floor with soapy water, and sprinkled white wine to cleanse the dust.
A man said through the door: I also understand medical skills, or can help.But it's clear and simple.
Mo Ting wrapped her mouth and nose with a clean white towel, inspecting the wound without looking back.I appreciate it. I have never known the girl, so I am afraid that I will not be able to cooperate.Then he never spoke again.
A delicate and lazy voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard: How about cooperating with me?Ying Feng's hair was standing upright, and he jumped up like a cat's tail was stepped on. He subconsciously took several steps and almost hit the wall. He blurted out: Mo, don't hold on!
The close-fitting black satin hem wrapped in an exaggerated curve like a gourd and melon, and the beautiful woman with a soft skin came with a charming look. She was indescribably seductive and seductive in her snow-white jade feet wearing wooden clogs, but before she appeared, no one heard the ticacak sound, as if she was not wearing the noisiest clogs, but the cat's palm pad, so she was so silent.
The gold jewelry wrapped around the wrist and fingers is particularly energetic by the thick black hair, and so is the white skin.
The beautiful woman bent her slender fingers like the tip of a bamboo shoot, crushed a bead of sweat in her cleavage, swallowing saliva, Chu Zhiqin beside her showed a look of disgust, and her slight affection for this person suddenly disappeared. However, the man was not greedy, but was shocked, and his body memory, which was tortured by poison, suddenly surged. This section was really unfair.
Mo Shi glanced at him, and his gorgeous red lips curled up a charm and sneered: Impossible!Is there anyone who calls his mother-in-law the name like this?It’s still my Haotinger who is tired of doing it, so she remembers the benefits of her mother. She doesn’t want to do cheap sn in law anymore?
Wu Cheng'an and others didn't expect that he and Mo Ting had such a relationship, and almost fell to their eyes.
Chu Zhiqin gasped and the little milk and dried suckling was much bigger. Then she thought: No, this Lord Lingtang of Mo Ting is a female devil, and it must be fake if she is not accurate in speaking.People of the Mao people... that way, isn't it similar to animals...?How, how can I get it in!His little face was slightly hot, so he quickly shook his head and then he returned to his normal breathing.
Don’t sing your hands outside the house to sprinkle wine. The round and delicate thumbs and two toes of the food were removed from the ropes of the clogs, and the little hands were raised in the ears to surrender, and the slightly tilted snow neck made a dimples smile. Although he pretended to be cute, it was more suitable than any girl present. It was both pure and desireful, and it was also strange.
If outsiders can’t do it, can I come?
……good.Mo Ting glanced at her.I must save him.
That's so bad.The beautiful woman smiled cleverly, took off her clogs and entered the room, and made Chu Zhiqin clean her feet for her, looking at the stage.
Is your blood transfusion injection gone?Don't open your abdominal cavity, it will also cause him to die.Add medicine to reduce filth and stains, and quickly suture it to stop bleeding. If you don’t have it, use a soldering iron.He took the white towel and wrapped his hair around his mouth, nose and hair, and wrapped it up like a village girl. He tied up his sleeves and walked quickly to the edge of the platform.
You dare to bring a blood transfusion injection!
Dongzhou doctors regard surgery as a path, and blood delivery is particularly heretical. There are countless innocent patients who died of quack Hu Zheng. There are very few craftsmen with the ability and willingness to create blood transfusion needles for doctors, and the cost is also high.
It has been several months since the fire of Old Lulin. Mo Ting has not been able to get a second pair, which greatly reduces Ye Zangke's chances of survival. He becomes more irritable when he hears this and frowns: What are you doing?Did you make fun of me?
I am afraid that flies will get involved in my Ting'er, so I feel at ease.Mo Zhi shrugged and smiled.
If you don't want to say it, just forget it.Mo Ting lowered her eyes and focused on treating the wound.
Mo Zhiyi was more interested in poisonous diseases. He smelled the poisonous blood and looked at it for a while. He took a golden needle and stabbed it densely on Ye Zangke's upper arm. The green air and needles that emanated from the air stopped. This was a magical technique.
How to eliminate this poison?Chu Zhiqin had a glimmer of hope and couldn't help blurting out.
Mo Zhi smiled and said: The corpse poison of the "Soul-Breaking Blood Sword" is usually untreated, but unfortunately he met Grandma Zu.Suddenly, the poisoned person will turn into black and blue sauce when he uses the poison. I can use the antidote.Remember to cut alive.Chong Chuzhiqin blinked: That's how it was not cured.If the poison source is explained clearly, there will always be a way.
When Liang Yinzhen heard this, he rushed out of the temple with Yuanliang Tiance. He saw dead people all over the ground, so he forgot to ask who was the one who was trying to do it.
Behind him, Ying Fengse was in harmony with her heart and pointed to the steps: The bamboo tiger was there, and it was the poison he had put on!
The girl was shocked when she heard this: Is that guy Zhuhu?Just as they were about to step forward, they whipped the wind and rushed. The two of them barely avoided it and sprinkled the rafters and columns all over their heads and faces. Suddenly, a monotonous, rigid, and extremely desperate voice came to their ears and felt terrified: It's all like this, why don't you wait for me to start again?There is no sheep power in the world, so why is it really the law of heaven?
The person who came was nearly nine feet tall, with a buckle in the animal's skin, a long whip in the back, a curled-up arm, and a sheep's hooves turned back. He was the God of Feathers.
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