The three people hurriedly gathered around and patted the back of her hand tenderly. These people were so cruel that the back of her hand was injured! Yan Keyun had no choice but to pick a clean area and stroke it gently. Chen Xuan rubbed his ear. While calling him softly, only Fang Che stood there blankly, not daring to move or call him.
It was as if there was a piece of exquisite glass in front of him, beautiful but fragile, and a dream that was not beautiful but one did not want to wake up. It would be lost if he touched it! So he did not dare to go forward, just there Staring blankly.
Fang Yan also seemed to hear a familiar voice, and finally instinctively opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them, but his eyes were not focused yet.
"Fang Yan...Fang Yan..." Yan Keyun called softly from the side.
He seemed to hear it. He rolled his eyes and looked in their direction. After a few glances, he seemed to have found some treasure! It suddenly became hot and boiling, and he stared at them one by one. He looked around and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
"Okay, okay, here we come!"
Chen Xuan gently held the back of her hand, caressing her carefully, giving her the warmth of his hand.
He finally sensed it and closed his mouth in relief.
Several people began to discuss how to move it. We couldn't just leave her here. After we finally saw her, how could we let her into the tiger's den again! As long as we met her, there was no reason not to take him away! "What should we do? ?
Can he move like this today?"
"You have to move even if you can't move. After today, I still don't know when the next one will happen!"
"Oh well!"
The two of them tried to lift the Fang Inkstone horizontally, trying not to touch its wound.
Fang Yan was held up in the air by the two of them, smiling crazily, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned into stars, as if the injuries all over his body and the days of starvation had nothing to do with him.
The two of them moved as quietly as possible and speeded up because they didn't know when the danger would come.
Fang Che, however, was like a frightened child who was watching from the side. He didn't dare to intervene, didn't dare to speak, and didn't even dare to call him. He just stood by and helped them observe the situation.
One or three of them, big men, moved in a shuddering manner, like mice in the dark, moving lightly but at an astonishing speed.
Fang Che didn't do anything, he just opened the way ahead, inquired about the situation, and reported any problems immediately.
There was no problem at all in the first half of the road, and they passed safely until they came to the fork in the road just now, when they saw a figure standing there in front of them like a long sword, waiting for them.
Fang Che stopped first, and the two men behind him also stopped.
Chen Xuan stopped, took a look, and silently stuffed something into Fang Yan's arms.
"Ouch, why did you stop?
Then move forward!"
Was it an unfamiliar voice speaking?
The three of them were immediately surprised as to who they thought it was an old acquaintance.
"It's the soldier from before."
"Are you sure it's him?
Can’t be wrong?”
"No, I've paid attention to his figure!"
Yan Keyun is still very capable in this area.
"Tell me, who are you? Why did you come to rob my prisoner?"
They did not answer directly, but were still whispering, "Is she the only one?"
"I don't know, but it shouldn't be much."
"Then which one of us will go?"
Of course, you have to kill this little soldier! "Fang Che, can you do that?"
Both of them were carrying people on their backs and did not dare to put her down.
Fang Che didn't say anything, but like a sword drawn from a bow, it drew an afterimage in the darkness. This time he was very ruthless and showed no mercy. The two people struggled silently in the darkness. No one said anything.
In a word, no one was merciful, they were all fighting with real swords and guns! Fang Che was slightly better this time, and with his full power, he knocked the man to the ground in a few strokes! Just as he was preparing
Give that person a final blow and end the battle. When leaving here, another black figure flashed up.
He walked from the black corridor with a light on his back, as if he was a messenger from hell. He was wearing a black gauze, a black hood, a mask and a turban. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the face of a man.
figure.
As soon as this man came out, he was holding a big scimitar, almost like a sickle. The cold white iron looked particularly dazzling and terrifying in the black cave.
It made people shudder to watch, because one could not imagine the biting coldness at the moment when his body came into contact with hers, and the warmth and hotness after the contact.
He walked slowly step by step, and the three people watched calmly.
Even staring.
The man walked up to Fang Che step by step, put away his murderous intention, and met his eyes. Fang Che seemed to be frightened by some force, standing there motionless.
The man in black nodded to her, moved his throat, and made a broken sound, like laughter.
But it made the child shudder, his back felt cold, his hands and feet twitched, and he had goosebumps all over his body.
He slowly approached him, almost breathing with him. The knife in his hand moved, but it was not pointed at him. Instead, he killed the soldier in front of him in one stroke. The bright red blood splashed out and splashed on the ground.
on the clothes of these two people.
Fang Che trembled.
"You are very good!"
His voice was deliberately kept low and broken, like a feeble whimper, but it was so hoarse that it made people's hearts tremble and their skin numb.
Fang Che rolled her eyes to look at him and turned her head away in embarrassment. It was very strange that at this time, she didn't feel a trace of fear, as if her entire soul had been taken away, leaving only a body.
"return!"
Chen Xuan suddenly pulled her behind him and tried his best to palm to palm with the person in front of him.
"snort!"
The man stood up straight, as if he was on vacation, and he seemed to be drawing a whirlwind with one hand, circling around in circles and fighting with him.
His temperament in striking him is also different from others. Chen Xuan has the most common fighting style. He shoots with great energy, showing passion and surging. Moreover, each punch is very weighty and very real.
Real fighting style.
But she was different. She even had one hand behind her back. She was as light as a swallow, and the strength she used was not the kind of dead strength.
The water sleeves seemed to have fluids, and they were very beautiful when they were developed in the wind. One pair of feet stood on the ground, as stable as a rock, motionless, and the body was still very loose.