There were Japanese beast soldiers all over the city, and Wen Jun was gone. What a blessing! Lang Shuoyang shouted, "No!" He didn't have time to think about it, and ran away, looking around wildly.
He tried his best to run around, searching aimlessly. He didn't know where Wen Jun was, but he only felt that he was not far away, waiting for him to come to rescue him. There was nothing else in his mind, everything was Wen Jun.
Jun's clear almond-shaped eyes were looking at him with longing. He put more force on his feet and ran faster and faster, almost faster than a galloping horse, as fast as a meteor. When he met two groups of Japanese soldiers on the road, he felt that his eyes were flashing, and no one could see him.
Once you see what he is, go over.
After a few blocks, Lang Shuoyang gradually calmed down and thought to himself: Even if someone caught Wenjun, I'm afraid he wouldn't be walking so fast. It seemed that he was pursuing the wrong direction, so he turned around and ran back, and saw a group of people.
The Japanese soldiers were in front. He rushed over and grabbed one and asked, "Did you see a beautiful girl in pink clothes?"
The Japanese were stunned when he asked the question. Then they realized that this was a Chinese boy. They were furious. The person he was grabbing was a squad leader. He cursed: "Baga" and was about to draw the sword from his waist.
As soon as the knife was halfway out, Lang Shuoyang snatched it away from its sheath and threw it by the roadside. He grabbed his collar and shouted, "I'm asking you, do you see a girl in pink clothes?" The squad leader was suffocated by his momentum.
, shook his head blankly.
"I didn't tell you earlier if you didn't see me!" Lang Shuoyang pushed him away and ran away. After he ran far away, the Japanese army came to their senses, yelled and cursed and fired several shots at his back.
Lang Shuoyang changed directions and ran quickly, crossing the room and jumping over the spine. Although his Taoist skills were difficult to use during time and space travel, his speed and strength still remained in his body. However, at this time, even if Lang Shuoyang's body skills were ten times faster, he would not be able to use them.
I won't be too quick, I only think about Miss Wenjun's voice and appearance. In this city where soldiers and bandits are rampant, Wenjun, a delicate young lady, is undoubtedly a piece of meat in the wolf's mouth, and may be swallowed up at any time.
While passing through the roof of a courtyard, Lang Shuoyang suddenly heard laughter in the courtyard. This laughter must have come from the Japanese soldiers, just like the Japanese soldiers who were violent in the Cheng family hall. Lang Shuoyang stopped and listened. It was from the east wing of the courtyard.
He jumped to the ground at the sound of the sound, and ran directly to the east chamber without caring about concealing his whereabouts. He opened the door and entered. The scene in front of him shocked him, and he almost fainted when his vision went dark.
I saw two disheveled Japanese soldiers pulling up their trousers, a pile of torn pink dresses lying on the ground, and a naked young woman lying on the kang. The woman stared blankly with a pair of absent-minded almond eyes.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless, with blood streaming between her legs, this woman was none other than Cheng Wenjun, the eldest daughter of the Cheng family.
Lang Shuoyang was stunned, feeling a roar in his ears and a surge of energy and blood. The Japanese soldiers were startled when they saw Chinese civilians barging in, but then they became angry when they saw that it was just one person. One of them came over with his pants in one hand.
, he waved his hand to slap Lang Shuoyang, but after waving his hand, he didn't hit Lang Shuoyang's face. When he looked at his arm, half of it was left. The arm below the elbow had fallen to the ground. He didn't feel any pain yet. Lang Shuoyang
With a wave of the bayonet in his hand, his head also fell to the ground. After his head hit the ground, he still didn't react and asked: "What kind of knife is it so fast?"
When another Japanese soldier saw that his companion had been killed, he quickly turned around and went to the ground to grab his spear, but before he could straighten up, Feng Lingzi had already slashed him in the head, splitting him into two halves.
Feng Lingzi killed two people in an instant. His heart was filled with hatred at this moment. He killed two violent soldiers. Lang Shuoyang quickly picked up the dress on the ground, covered Wenjun's body, and stretched his hand to her neck.
Then, he raised her head and shouted: "Miss Cheng, Wenjun, it's me, how are you?"
Wenjun turned his dull eyes, glanced at Lang Shuoyang, and asked slowly: "Did you save dad and mom?"
Lang Shuoyang didn't dare to tell the truth to her, so he nodded and said: "They are all out of danger, don't worry, I sent them all outside the city, and I'm just waiting for you to go too."
Wenjun smiled softly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "That's good, I'm afraid I'll never see dad again."
"You can. I will take you away right away to meet your father."
Lang Shuoyang helped Wanyu sit up, not caring about avoiding suspicion, and wanted to help her put the broken dress back on her body, but Wenjun pushed Feng Lingzi away and said: "I don't want you to see my body, you go out first, and I'll put it on."
Okay, come in again."
Lang Shuoyang had no choice but to turn around and go to the door. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Wenjun inside let out a painful groan. Lang Shuoyang secretly screamed and turned back to the room. He saw Wenjun holding the Japanese soldier's spear upside down and the bayonet had been inserted into his chest.
Lang Shuoyang was shocked and rushed forward to grab the spear, but it was too late. He only caught Wenjun who fell down. Lang Shuoyang had tears in his eyes: "Wenjun, why are you doing this!"
Wenjun smiled sadly at Lang Shuoyang: "How can I still have the nerve to see my father now? He will be very angry that I didn't take care of myself."
Although he only had a relationship with this girl for half a day, he felt that she was extremely close to her. Her death was like losing a close relative, and he felt deeply guilty. If he hadn't been incompetent, she wouldn't have died. If he hadn't lost her,
She won't die even if I lay her down.
Lang Shuoyang caressed Wanyu's cold cheek with his hand, feeling very sad. Suddenly he thought of the golden blanket on his body, and he couldn't help but think, why don't I go back in time to the time when I first met Wenjun, so that I can take her to escape, and even connect her with her?
The family members were rescued together. Thinking of this, Lang Shuoyang was overjoyed. He carried Wenjun's body to the kang and put it away. He took a quilt and covered her head with it. He bowed deeply to the body and said, "Wenjun,
Just wait for me and I will save you. You are so young and cute, and you should not have a short life."
Lang Shuoyang came to the yard, spread out the golden carpet, sat on it, and chanted a mantra in his mouth. He didn't know what I usually said about the three of them working together. He just thought in his heart: I want to go back to where I first met Miss Wenjun.
It was time to go! Then after spending a long time, I opened my eyes and saw that I was still sitting in the same place.
Suddenly he heard movement on the roof behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a gunshot and felt a pain in the top of his head, and he fainted immediately.
It was already night when Lang Shuoyang woke up. He only felt dizzy and the back of his head hurt a lot. He touched it with his hands and wrapped it with thick gauze.
He looked around. It was pitch dark, and there seemed to be several figures squatting not far away. He worked hard, adapted to the darkness in front of him, and gradually saw clearly that this was a big room with only a small
A faint ray of moonlight shines in from the skylight, and you can't see whether the moon is round or missing. The figures around you gradually become clearer. They are all ordinary people dressed in different clothes, with their hands tied upside down, squatting or sitting.