167. Chapter 167 The trap of the tiger's den is difficult at every step 2
Wen Yingyun in the restaurant stood up curiously and walked to the window. He looked down through the window, his long eyebrows raised and a hint of surprise. The Yuan and Song Dynasties were about to go to war. At this tense time, Hu Gechi dared to sneak into the Southern Song Dynasty.
Hu Gechi, who was riding downstairs, suddenly had sharp eyes. From his angle, Arnold was leaning on Wen Yingyun's arms. The heart that was still happy just now suddenly turned cold, like a sharp knife.
The long needle penetrated into the deepest part. There was no blood, but it was very painful.
Wen Yingyun suddenly felt a murderous aura. He had not felt like being stared at just now, but now he felt that the surroundings were cold. However, he had experienced life and death and was not afraid. He faced Brother Hu without any sign of weakness.
Look past.
A fire burned in Hu Gechi's heart. He had seen this man before. When he was in Jizhou, he was the businessman who transported Arnold out of the city. Although he didn't know what method Arnold used to dress himself up like that.
But he was still deceived. This person, like real gold, has been hindering him from bringing Arnold back to his side.
Xiaomeng seemed to sense his master's thoughts, spread his wings and flew towards Wen Yingyun.
Wen Yingyun was not weak in martial arts and was very calm when faced with such a sudden situation. He quickly stepped back and took a few steps away from the window. He drew out the soft sword from his waist and swiped directly towards Xiaomeng.
Arnold was originally worried that Xiaomeng would scratch Wen Yingyun, but when he turned around, he saw that Wen Yingyun was about to hurt Xiaomeng. Without thinking about anything, he raised his hand to block it.
"Arnold." General Zhang was puzzled when he saw his daughter like this, but he was still worried that she would be hurt. The tea cup flew out of his hand and turned into a white light and shot toward Wen Yingyun's sword.
Wen Yingyun drew his sword very fast, and he had no time to stop when something unexpected happened. He heard the green girl's scream in his ears, and the red color in front of his eyes attracted him. Although the long sword was knocked away by the tea cup, the blade was still scratched.
Arnold's arm.
"Arnold." The green girl had a look of regret on her face, and her eyes instantly turned red.
General Zhang glanced at Wen Yingyun displeasedly and said, "Arnuo, come to dad, and dad will give you some medicine." He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.
Arnold glanced at his injured right arm and smiled, "Dad, I'm fine. It's just a scratch. It doesn't hurt."
General Zhang tore off the blood-stained parts of Arnold's blue shirt and threw it on the table. The green girl hurriedly took out her white brocade handkerchief and handed it over, her eyes already filled with mist.
Although the wound was not very deep, blood kept flowing out. General Zhang helped Arnold clean up bit by bit without saying a word, and carefully sprinkled the medicine on her wound.
The blood flowed out on the blue sleeves and spread out, just like the sunset in the blue sky. But the originally beautiful color made Wen Yingyun feel dazzling at this time. He snorted coldly and glanced at the culprit Ying'er with cold eyes.
Xiao Meng.
Xiao Meng just felt that this person was difficult to deal with. He lowered his body and flew low over the table. A strip of light blue cloth was tightly held in his paws, and the figure circled and rushed out of the window.
Hu Gechi saw Xiao Meng flying out of the window and flying straight towards him. There was a piece of blue cloth on his paw. The blood on the cloth was dazzling, like a crimson cloud. He held his hand tightly.
The joints of his hands turned blue and white. With a cold snort, he flew off the horse for a long time, and his figure turned into a thunderbolt and flew towards the window.