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- Chapter 313 Death and Life
Qing'er's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly jumped out of the carriage regardless of her thin clothes. Her deerskin boots stepped on the deep snow, and she jumped up and down in front of Chen Tinghe.
"Go away!" Someone shouted angrily and jumped in front of her, blocking Qing'er's way forward and preventing her from getting close to Chen Tinghe.
At this time, Chen Tinghe's black scarf had fallen off, revealing his true face. His scorched face was now pale, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.
"Just take a look at him." Qing'er snorted. She didn't know this person as well. What she wanted to know was Chen Tinghe's injury. She didn't care about his life or death. She just wanted to know the power of Xiao Yuesheng's flick just now. Just how big it is.
Another person hurriedly ran to Chen Tinghe and put his hand in front of his nose. After taking two breaths, his face changed drastically. There was a black scarf covering his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were dull.
"Third brother?!" The burly man standing in front of Qing'er turned his head and called out.
The man stood up slowly, turned his eyes a few times, showed disbelief, and murmured: "I'm out of breath, I'm out of breath!"
"Third brother, what are you talking about? What happened to the gang leader?!" The big man shouted in a rough voice, full of impatience.
"Second brother, the gang leaderthe gang leaderhas passed away!" The man's voice was dry, hoarse and difficult to hear.
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± The big man turned around, ignored Qing¡¯er, took big steps, came to Chen Tinghe, pushed away the third child who was standing blankly, and lowered his body to hold Chen Tinghe¡¯s neck.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!!" The big man shouted and stood up, looking up to the sky and roaring like a silver wolf roaring at the moon.
His bell-like eyes suddenly turned blood red, staring at Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting in the car carelessly. His bloodshot eyes were like earthworms, seeming to come out of the eye sockets. His eyes were about to burst, and he clenched his steel teeth, trying to eat him. generally.
The whistling sound was like thunder, and the sound shook the sky. Qing'er was very close and was startled unexpectedly. Her heart was pounding non-stop. She hurriedly patted her towering chest and glanced at him angrily.
"He killed the gang leader, let's avenge the gang leader!" The big man shouted loudly, staring at Xiao Yuesheng like a furious King Kong.
??A dozen people emerged from the woods again, stepping on the thick white snow, slowly approaching the narrow carriage glowing with purple light in a fan shape.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Qing'er immediately ran back to the carriage and asked anxiously to Xiao Yuesheng, who was at ease: "Mr. Xiao, do you want Aunt Qing to help?"
"No need," Xiao Yuesheng's expression was gentle and calm. He didn't seem to notice the crowd slowly surrounding him. He stroked his black mustache, waved his hand gently and said with a smile: "go inside and rest, I'm here." Woolen cloth."
"Then be careful!" Qing'er nodded obediently. The power of the brush just now frightened her. Knowing that his martial arts skills were extraordinary, she stopped talking and leaned into the carriage.
"Aunt Qing, you are so awesome, Mr. Xiao is so awesome!" As soon as she stepped into the carriage, Qing'er's face was filled with excitement. She stepped forward and pulled Song Wenqing's sleeves, shaking them vigorously. Her cheeks were rosy and extremely charming.
Song Wenqing reached out with his other bare hand and helped Qing'er straighten her messed up hair. He smiled quietly and asked in a warm voice, "What's wrong?"
"That's all he did!" Qing'er made a flick of her sleeves, and then said excitedly: "That Chen Tinghe flew up, fell far away, fell to the ground, and died!"
"You, please sit down quickly." Song Wenqing shook his head angrily and pointed to the low couch.
"Really, Aunt Qing doesn't believe it?!" Qing'er hurriedly defended, with an anxious look on her face, stamping her boots, extremely dissatisfied.
"Believe it, believe it!" Aunt Qing said in a perfunctory tone, pointing to the incense couch.
"Huh!" Qing'er snorted dissatisfied and turned to look at Wen Yubing: "Sister, tell me, is what I said true?"
"Well, he often does this." A smile appeared on Wen Yubing's flawless face, and she nodded slightly.
Qing'er glanced at Song Wenqing proudly, raised her head, and wrinkled her nose: "Humph¡ª¡ª!"
His son and daughter asked Song Wenqing to shake his head and laugh, and nodded: "Okay, I believe that's it."
There was a sudden sound outside, the banging sound kept ringing, the sound was dull, and then there were several shouts and shouts, the sound was extremely tragic.
But soon, with a few banging sounds, the shouting disappeared.
As soon as the carriage moved, they could feel it starting to move.
Qing'er couldn't restrain her curiosity, stood up again, picked up the mink fur and put it on, opened the car door, faced a gust of cold wind, and got out.
The carriage was not moving very fast. When she stood out, she had just walked a few feet. When she looked up and looked back, she saw people lying in various places where the carriage had stopped.Several people were lying on their backs or lying down, but they were all motionless.
Qing'er jumped onto the driver's seat of the carriage, sat next to Xiao Yuesheng, stared at him with bright almond eyes, and asked in a sweet voice: "Brother Xiao, what happened to them?"
"We went to visit the underworld together." Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, stroked his black mustache, and said with a smile.
"Ah?!" Qing'er couldn't help but scream, covering the small mouth of the cherry, blinking her round almond eyes, and asked quietly: "Are they all dead?"
"Absolutely." Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile when he looked at her delicate appearance. Then he shook his head with helplessness on his face and said, "If you don't kill them, they will kill you. Just fulfill their loyalty and accompany them as gang leader." ."
Qing'er glanced at him timidly. When his eyes turned around, she quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng killing so many people at once without changing his expression and still smiling, Qing'er couldn't help but feel chilled in her heart. This person is comparable to her father!
She said nothing and got back into the car.
As soon as he sat down, he patted his high chest with lingering fear, exhaled, and sighed: "So many people, all killed at once"
"Qing'er, what are you muttering about?!" Song Wenqing couldn't help asking in a funny way when he saw her face turning pale and muttering to herself.
"Oh," Qing'er came to her senses, shook her head and sighed: "Those people outside were all killed by Brother Xiao!"
Song Wenqing couldn't help being surprised and looked at Wen Yubing.
"He can do this kind of thing!" Wen Yubing's flawless jade face was as cold as frost, her words were like cold beads, and the air in the carriage seemed to have turned cold.
She didn¡¯t expect that Xiao Yuesheng actually killed everyone. It was enough to kill the culprit. Why did he kill so many people? !
"What's wrong?" The car door was opened, the soft radiance of the night pearl poured out, and a gust of cold wind blew in, followed by Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice.
He leaned in, sat next to Wen Yubing, took off his boots, and sat cross-legged on the couch, close to Wen Yubing's fragrant jade body.
"You killed someone again?!" Wen Yu glanced at him coldly and exhaled like a blue breath.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, picked up the snow porcelain tea cup in her hand, took a sip, exhaled a breath of hot breath, and said with a smile: "They are very familiar with killing people for the sake of wealth. This is not the first time. If they are allowed to live, I'm afraid there will be countless more people." People suffer.¡±
"Except Chen Tinghe, why bother leaving no one alive?!" Wen Yubing glanced at him, asked lightly, and helped him fill the tea cup.
With outsiders in front of her, she didn¡¯t want to cause too much trouble. If she were in the Shuiyun Sect, she would have turned away and started a cold war.
"These people are all a scourge, none of them are good!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "Everyone's hands are stained with blood, and they died unjustly."
Song Wenqing opened his mouth and said quietly: "Mrs. Xiao, to eliminate evil is to promote good. Mr. Xiao did the right thing, but the method was more drastic."
"When you eliminate evil, you promote good!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, his warm eyes shined on Song Wen's delicate and elegant face, and he laughed: "A good person eliminates evil and promotes good! Miss Song's words have won my heart!"
Wen Yubing rolled her eyes at him and said no more, knowing that it would be useless to say anything more. He could not change his problem at all.
Song Wenqing was also a little embarrassed and quickly turned his bright eyes to look at the snowy scene outside the window.
In the evening, they did not leave the territory of Dengzhou Prefecture. Although the two white horses were extremely handsome, they walked extremely carefully. The horses' hooves were leisurely and light, neither fast nor slow, which was quite the style of their owners.
The road is blocked by heavy snow, so you need to search carefully, otherwise, if you are not careful, you may go astray at every turn, and if you are not careful, you may walk out of the road and fall into a pit next to it.
In the carriage, the four of them were already familiar with each other, and Xiao Yuesheng was very eloquent, so they were already chatting and laughing.
When Wen Yubing saw Xiao Yuesheng glancing at Song Wenqing from time to time, he couldn't help but feel angry, but his beautiful face had a faint smile, trying his best to hide this anger.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Song Wenqing from time to time, not because she was exquisitely elegant and calm and elegant, but because her temperament resembled the same person.
Sitting in front of Song Wenqing, Xiao Yuesheng would have the illusion from time to time. The person sitting in front of him was not Song Wenqing, but Cheng Ying, the elegant woman in a blue shirt with a slender figure in Peach Blossom Island.
At this time, she must be still on Peach Blossom Island, growing vegetables and tea with her cousin Lu Wushuang, right?
¡°I don¡¯t know how my wives are doing now, and whether anyone is bullying them However, with their ability, it is already rare for them not to bully others.
Seeing the loneliness on his face and the passionate light flashing in his deep eyes, Song Wenqing was slightly startled, and his heartstrings couldn't help but be plucked.
She hurriedly opened her bright eyes, and her elegant face could not help but turn red. She was extremely charming.
Qing'er happened to turn her head, and when she saw it, she couldn't help being surprised, and asked hurriedly and concernedly: "Aunt Qing, what's wrong? Is it hot?"
"It's nothing." Song Wenqing waved his hands hurriedly, trying to suppress his blush, but it turned out to be even worse.
Qing'er hurriedly stretched out her little hand, pressed it on Song Wenqing's fair and smooth forehead, then pressed it on her own forehead, and shook her head: "It's not a fever."
Wen Yubing's keen eyesight clearly understood Song Wenqing's strangeness, and he was even more angry. However, he had nowhere to vent, and felt as if his chest was about to explode.
Xiao Yuesheng came back to his senses, glanced at Song Wenqing, smiled at Qing'er and said, "It's okay, maybe it's too hot in the car, it'll be fine later."
After saying that, he gently pressed the cloud pattern carved on the side of the carriage. It seemed to be just a decorative pattern, but it was secretly engraved with a formation.
Just at this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Qing'er was confused and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, her round and shining almond eyes showing doubt and inquiry.
"I'll go take a look." Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, glanced at Song Wenqing, stood up and put on his boots.
Although Wen Yubing's chest was boiling with anger, she still got up and helped him put on the mink fur.
Xiao Yuesheng pushed the car door and stepped out of the car. He appeared out of thin air and landed on the snow two or three feet away from the avenue.
At his feet, there was a person lying on the snow, motionless. It was difficult to tell whether he was male, female, old or young. There was a long sword three feet away, and a faint trace of blood extended three to four feet deep.
Xiao Yuesheng didn't need to bend down to explore, he knew that this person was in a critical condition. He had been severely injured, and in such severe cold weather, the cold air eroded, making it impossible to survive.
He clapped his hands in the air, holding the breath that was about to expire, and protecting his heart.
With a vague mention of the other hand, he picked up the long sword from the air and put it in front of him for a look. It was a sharp green-edged sword. Although it was not at the level of a sword, it was already rare for people in the ordinary martial arts world. sharp.
On the hilt of the sword wrapped in silk, there is a small word "Ning" engraved on it. It is quite graceful and it can be seen that it was written by a woman.
After a rough look, he leaned over and unsheathed the opponent's sword, sheathed it, and tucked it into his back. Then he slowly pushed it out with a palm, and the snow rolled up under his feet, trying to completely bury the blood stains.
With a sudden pull of his palm, the white snow in the sky suddenly returned along the original path, just as it was before. With a thought in his heart, he had already changed his mind.
Then, he stretched out his hand, picked up the person lying on the ground, and appeared next to the carriage in a flash.
Qing'er had been standing in front of the car door for a long time. When she saw how good he was in Qinggong, her eyes suddenly lit up with excitement and she hurriedly helped to open the car door.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded to her and carried the person into the carriage.
"Who is she?" Wen Yubing looked up and saw the person he was holding in his hand, so he asked, putting down his leaning body, standing on the ground and making way for her.
"I don't know I'm lying on the side of the road, almost dying." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, gently put the person in his hand on the couch, and made him lie down on his back.
"What a beautiful woman!" Song Wenqing admired softly when he saw this person's face. Seeing Xiao Yuesheng turning back to look at him, he quickly turned his eyes away.
Wen Yubingsu stretched out her hand and pressed it on the man's chest. After taking two breaths, the jade palm left and looked at Xiao Yuesheng: "All the internal organs have been displaced. The external injuries are not harmful, as they have avoided the internal organs." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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