Master of the rivers and lakes

Chapter 30 My name is Gu Zhen
At this time, Wen Qing's coat embroidered with blue butterflies had been torn off by Young Master Qi, Wen Qing couldn't break free, was held down by two servants, and was tied with ropes.

Seeing that his coat has been torn by Young Master Qi, and his inner shirt has been exposed, and then ripped apart by Young Master Qi's hands, his innocence will be ruined like this.

Wen Qing's eyes turned red, and he glared at Young Master Qi angrily and cursed loudly: "Qi Yuanming! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

When Qi Yuanming was yelled at by Wen Qing, he immediately felt his face was dull, but he shot directly and slapped Wen Qing.

This slap exhausted Qi Yuanming's strength, Wen Qing was so slapped that Venus burst out, and his gums were already bleeding.

Seeing that there was blood hanging from the corner of Wen Qing's mouth and glaring at him angrily, Qi Yuanming didn't stop, kneeling together and directly pressing his knees against Wen Qing's lower abdomen.

This kind of attack no longer treats Wen Qing as a girl, and at the same time, he does not treat Wen Qing as a person.

Wen Qing felt the pain and wanted to bend down, but the man holding her down didn't let Wen Qing make any move.

Wen Qing's heart was full of humiliation at this time, Qi Yuanming was usually a prodigal son, but he didn't dare to have any thoughts when he saw him.

After all, he was beaten up by Wen Qing before, and now, depending on the situation, not only would he be insulted by Qi Yuanming, but he would also be humiliated.

Wen Qing wanted to die now, but she couldn't, and there was a Liao Canzhi holding a sword standing behind the group of servants.

Qi Yuanming directly pinched Wen Qing's neck, and directly pressed Wen Qing against the wall.

Wen Qing leaned against the wall, feeling the pain from her neck and the pain in her lower abdomen that hadn't dissipated, tears flowed down her face like that.

Qi Yuanming is pinching Wen Qing's neck right now, pulling Wen Qing's hair with one hand and whispering proudly in Wen Qing's ear: "How about it, it's in my hands now, I really miss you for a long time. "

After finishing speaking, he buried his nose in Wen Qing's hair, took a few deep sniffs, and laughed loudly: "Wen Qing, the high-ranking young lady of the Wen family, is just my plaything now."

Wen Qing had already closed her eyes at this moment, and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

Her body was cold now, but her blood was burning, all the way to the base of her ears.

That's because Wen Qing felt humiliated.

Great humiliation.

But Wen Qing just gritted his teeth and kept silent.

And she couldn't speak when her neck was pinched.

Qi Yuanming pulled Wen Qing's undershirt hard, and Wen Qing screamed.

Qi Yuanming made a gesture to slap Wen Qing again, but he didn't want Liao Canzhi to say: "Young master, it's fine. The master told me to take good care of her, please stop."

Qi Yuanming let go of Wen Qing's hand. As soon as Qi Yuanming's hand left Wen Qing's neck, Wen Qing couldn't stand on his feet. If it weren't for the two servants holding her down, Wen Qing might have collapsed directly.

At this time, Wen Qing could only lower his head and pant heavily, but when he lowered his head, he could see the messy clothes on his body, and the tears could not be stopped, which caused several coughs.

Liao Canzhi, who was stared at by Qi Yuanming, took two steps back, bent over and said, "Please forgive me, Master, this is Master's order."

Qi Yuanming laughed loudly, then his eyes were full of provocation, and his expression was full of disdain.

"'Throwing the sword to ask the way' Mr. Liao Canzhi, are you talking about me? You are the dog of my Qi family, are you talking about me?"

Listening to Qi Yuanming's words, Liao Canzhi bent down even lower and didn't say a word.

Qi Yuanming was about to spout a few more words at Liao Canzhi, but he didn't expect that a sentence came from behind him: "It's really a dog, no, it's an insult to a dog."

As soon as the words fell, the two servants beside Wen Qing covered their necks with an 'ah' and fell down unwillingly.

"Who!" Liao Canzhi asked instinctively, staring at the direction of the voice, and saw two people standing at Wen Qing's position, one of them kept staring at Qi Yuanming, the sword in his hand was still dripping blood, but he didn't look at Liao Canzhi.

And the standing man was dressed up, holding Wen Qing who was sobbing softly with a worried expression on his face.

"Gu Zhen, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, just remember it now."

Holding the sword, Gu Zhen looked coldly at the person he wanted to cut into pieces, and the hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly.

But Qi Yuanming looked at Gu Zhen's eyes that wanted to kill, but he no longer had the previous arrogance, and his legs began to shake directly.

Under Gu Zhen's gaze, he quickly hid behind Liao Canzhi, poked his head out and cursed: "So it's the concubine of this little girl of the Wen family. I don't know what to do. Tonight, tonight, Mr. Liao will kill you all!"

Liao Canzhi blamed himself a little at this time, just now he bent over to accept Qi Yuanming's scolding, he didn't look around carefully, he didn't know when someone touched him, and even killed the young man who was holding Wen Qing.

Now Wen Qing is also on the other party's side, and the person in front of him should be the unknown master mentioned by the person who came back from Baima Mountain.

"The nameless junior, if you come here, you will leave your life behind."

Self-blame does not mean that Liao Canzhi will be afraid. He has been famous in the Southwest for [-] years. How can he be afraid of a brat?
At this moment, Liao Canzhi's sword was out of its sheath, and Liao Canzhi, whose sword was out of its sheath, was like another person. He didn't look like that humble, submissive person, but a real swordsman.

Feeling the aura on Liao Canzhi's body, Qi Yuanming swallowed his saliva and unconsciously took a few steps back, staying far away from Liao Canzhi.

"Master, please stay back, I'm afraid." Liao Canzhi just turned around and was about to tell Qi Yuanming to stay away, but saw that Qi Yuanming had almost retreated to the entrance of the yard, so he stopped talking, coughed slightly and turned back.

He stretched out his hand, and the sword has been quickly stabbed towards Gu Zhen in the wind. This is the sword throwing in his famous sword technique of throwing the sword and asking the way.

A cold light quickly went straight to Gu Zhen's throat. Before the sword arrived, Gu Zhen felt the power of the sword. This is definitely a master.

Gu Zhen didn't dare to raise his sword to confront the sword forcefully, he slipped back a few feet, his back was already against the wall, Liao Canzhi's sword followed closely, and slashed diagonally, since he had thrown the sword, he pointed at it. Consider the direction to go.

There was no way for Gu Zhen to retreat, so he could only lift his sword to block it. When the two swords intersected, the sound of the golden sword resounded through the night sky. Gu Zhen's hand holding the sword was so painful that he almost couldn't hold it, but he blocked the sword.

Liao Canzhi was a little surprised, his sword didn't release water, but he was able to block it firmly with his sword, it seemed that the opponent had a skill.

"It seems that there are still two problems, but this is not enough." Liao Canzhi snorted coldly, knowing that it might not be easy to solve it quickly.

"Then try."

Gu Zhen settled down, feeling the pain coming from the tiger's mouth, he could only grit his teeth in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face.

After blocking the sword just now, Gu Zhen had already slid to the right and moved away from the wall. When the two exchanged a word of cheer, Liao Canzhi's sword move followed closely.

Liao Canzhi's sword light flashed, and he stabbed several times in succession. Gu Zhen felt that there were sword shadows all around him, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only use sword against sword.

Gu Zhen retreated and fought, constantly wandering in the light of Liao Canzhi's sword, and the sword in his hand collided with Liao Canzhi's sword like a dragonfly on water, and retreated as soon as he touched it, without delay.

(End of this chapter)