Qiao Jinhuan almost bent down at the waist, and after hurriedly dodging, the opponent raised his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into her heart.
"Ding Dong~"
Qiao Jinhuan drew out his dagger to block, and took the opportunity to take a step forward, with the dagger approaching the opponent's neck.
However, the opponent's movements were like a ghost, and he escaped without any damage, and the long sword struck again.
But in a blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged seventeen or eight moves, each of which was fatal, and both were injured, with the other party's injuries being more serious.
But Qiao Jinhuan clearly saw excitement in the other party's eyes.
The more you fight, the more energetic you become, and the more injured you become, the more excited you become. What kind of freak is this?
Qiao Jinhuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly threw the dagger. When the opponent responded, he took out the soft sword in his hand and put it on the opponent's neck instantly, "Who sent you here?"
"Haha~"
The other party laughed twice, the laughter was hoarse and dark, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark and spitting messages, "Yue You, you are good at martial arts~"
The emperor's dead soldiers!
Qiao Jinhuan looked at him for a while, then suddenly started to fumble around the man's chin, and soon he peeled off a thin layer of human skin mask.
"It's you."
Under the moonlight, the man's skin showed a pale white color that had not seen sunlight for a long time. His eyes were faintly red, and his appearance was delicate, somewhat like a vampire she had seen before. This man was the leader of the Xingbu...
"Star Kill."
Qiao Jinhuan slowly withdrew his sword, "You want to kill me?"
Hearing this, Xing Lu's eyes were like a jackal staring at its prey, greedy and ferocious, "Why do you want to leave the palace?"
"This is our Yue Department's business and has nothing to do with you."
"Of course it's related to me. What deal did you make with Shadow? You have the antidote, right? Give me one!"
Qiao Jinhuan stared at him quietly without saying a word, while her fingers calmly touched the bag on her waist.
Xing Lu sensitively caught her murderous intention and shook his head slightly, "I just want the antidote."
Qiao Jinhuan stared at him for a long time before raising his eyebrows slightly, "How did you know?"
"Shadow is so stupid."
Xing Lu smiled sarcastically, "You guys are making a lot of noise. You can hide it from An's elm-headed head, but it's impossible to hide it from me. Is the prince still alive? Yue You, if the emperor knows about this, you planned it.
Can things still work out?”
Tsk~
This Xinglu is so sharp and difficult to deal with~
"Can you say it? Do you dare to say it? If you say it, according to the emperor's level of suspicion, none of us dead soldiers will survive."
"Do you think I'm afraid of death?"
"So? Are you loyal to the emperor?"
Qiao Jinhuan's hand tightened on the soft sword and asked coldly: "Don't you want to live under the sun and walk freely?"
"I think the underground palace is quite good."
Xing Lu's eyes flashed with light, "You don't know how beautiful a person's distorted expression is when the pain is extreme, and you don't know how wonderful it feels to cut off a person's tongue and crush them one by one with their fingers..."
"Shua~"
The soft sword attacked Xinglan directly, Qiao Jinhuan didn't hold back, while thinking to himself that this is indeed a pervert, his psychology is so twisted~
Xing Lu was forced to retreat, running around in the alleys, and was finally forced into a corner. The darts in Qiao Jinhuan's bag pricked him with more than a dozen bloody holes, and the soft sword cut straight through his neck.
With his life hanging by a thread, Xinglu raised his hands, sat down on the ground like a slump, and vomited blood.
"No fight, no fight, I'm not that guy. As long as you give me the antidote, I can help you."
"Oh?" Qiao Jinhuan stopped.
"You can't do anything about An, right? I can hold him back."
"Why?"
"Don't you know that guy An also has a problem? When he has nothing to do, he likes to come to my place to suffer a little and relax his muscles and bones."
Qiao Jinhuan:......
That’s fucking outrageous!
Isn’t there any normal person among these dead warrior leaders?
Qiao Jinhuan took back his sword and said, "I'll give you the medicine tomorrow."
"Let's go slowly~ You are welcome to fight me again next time, cough~ cough cough..." Xinglu kept coughing and used one hand to cover the bloody hole on his body, "Ouch~ It hurts so much~"
That voice was exactly the same as those girls upstairs in Chunfeng who waved their handkerchiefs and shouted, "Uncle, welcome to come again next time."
Hearing this, Qiao Jinhuan almost slipped and fell from the roof of someone else's house.
Fortunately, she didn't forget about business.
When she slowly came to the courtyard, the lights in the room were almost out. Qiao Jinhuan called for a shadow guard and asked him to get the Jinchuang Medicine, while she went directly into the room where Gu Changsheng was.
As soon as the door to the room rang, Gu Changsheng, who had been sleeping lightly, woke up instantly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a slim figure entering the door.
There was no woman in the courtyard, so it was obvious who it was.
For some reason, Gu Changsheng subconsciously closed his eyes again and listened to the sound of her footsteps approaching, and then... there was a strong and pungent smell of blood.
Gu Changsheng's heart suddenly lifted.
what happened?
Why was she injured again?
"Your Highness~"
Qiao Jinhuan glanced at him and knew that he was pretending to sleep again. He thought for a moment and retracted his hand, "There is blood on your hands, so don't dirty His Highness's face."
Is it all blood?
How serious is this injury?
Gu Changsheng's long eyelashes trembled, wanting to open his eyes and take a look.
Seeing this, Qiao Jinhuan suppressed her laughter and sighed again, "It's a pity that the clothes I worked so hard to sew and want to give to His Highness can't be given away now. They are dirty and torn, so they are not worthy of Your Highness."
"
Does she still have time to sew clothes for herself?
Gu Changsheng's breathing was messed up, and then he couldn't help but frown. Who cares about clothes? People don't know how injured they are, so how can they still have time to take care of clothes?
"Your Highness had a nightmare? Why are you frowning?" Qiao Jinhuan deliberately teased.
Gu Changsheng's heart tightened and he quickly relaxed.
Pfft~
Qiao Jinhuan pursed her lips, trying not to laugh out loud.
"Master Yueyou, golden sore medicine. Do you need my subordinate to give you the medicine?"
"Need not."
After the shadow guard left, Qiao Jinhuan casually placed the clothes in his arms on the table, lifted up his clothes and applied medicine to himself.
The muffled sounds she made from time to time made Gu Changsheng's heart tighten. After a while, he couldn't help but tentatively open his eyes a little.
Seeing that Qiao Jinhuan's back was turned to him, Gu Changsheng opened his eyes completely.
I saw Qiao Jinhuan's thin body huddled on the chair, her black hair hanging loosely on Ruyu's back. A long, bone-deep wound was cut on her slender arm, and blood was flowing down.
She raised her hand and pushed her long hair away. Traces of old and new injuries were so densely intertwined on her smooth back that not even a piece of good flesh the size of a palm could be found.
How much sin must you have suffered to become like this?
Gu Changsheng's heart couldn't stop hurting. He stared at the thin and small body on the chair that was almost curled up into a ball. He desperately wanted to hold her in his arms to comfort her, and he also wanted to teach her why she didn't know how to cherish herself.
?
But he hasn't forgotten that he is pretending to sleep now.