Weird show

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Wen Chen gradually lost consciousness, her body was getting colder and colder, but Qin Songfeng could still feel her weak pulse, so her pace never slowed down.

Back to the place where there is a road, Qin Songfeng rode his horse and galloped. The other hospital of Miracle Doctor Fei was already in sight. Wen Chen suddenly convulsed violently in his arms, making a difficult and short gasp in his throat.

Qin Songfeng finally felt a bit of regret, maybe he should have coaxed her just now according to Wen Chen’s intention, although in his opinion, since she understands that even saying that she likes her is coaxing, it’s useless to coax her, but maybe she’s not like that Thought.

He didn't understand what she was thinking at all, and she didn't understand what he was thinking at all, but she actually developed an affection for him that hadn't faded in ten years.Why are things in this world always so unreasonable?

Wen Chen's convulsions became more and more intense, and Qin Songfeng finally knocked on the door of Miracle Doctor Fei.

Doctor Fei stared at Wen Chen in his arms in surprise, and scolded: "Who did it, is so cruel to women? Damn."

Qin Songfeng hadn't been so nervous for many years, he almost put the twitching Wen Chen into Fei's room with lightness kung fu: "Quickly see if there's any rescue!"

Doctor Fei trotted over, followed Qin Songfeng's fingers to inspect Wen Chen's severe wounds, felt her pulse, pondered for a moment, took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out a large pill.He stuffed the pill into Wen Chen's mouth forcefully, but it couldn't go in, so he squeezed it into several pieces, and then stuffed it in one by one.

Wen Chen vomited a piece, but the rest managed to slip down her throat.

At this time, several apprentices of Miracle Doctor Fei also rushed into the room carrying clean water, white cloth, sore medicine and other things to stop the bleeding.Qin Songfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Is there help?"

Miracle Doctor Fei said loudly, "It's helped!"

Before Qin Songfeng could be happy, Doctor Fei leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I don't have much hope... Don't let her hear it. If you let it out, there's really no cure at all."

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There are rumors in the world that Su Yulong, the self-proclaimed king of assassins, is the latest martial arts master to rise, and his strength is not inferior to Fang Heng, Qin Songfeng, Xiao Jiu and others who are slightly older than him.

This does not appear to be a rumor.

In Wansong Valley, Su Yulong did not use Su Clan's dagger, but a sword. The swordsmanship obviously came from the Yanshan swordsmanship of his mother Shang Fengxian and Feng Bo Xu Biao.This once mediocre swordsmanship has been repeatedly tempered, deleted and modified by Xu Biao, and has become feminine and ethereal, murderous and introverted. Su Yulong is flying back and forth with a rapier in his hand, and his body skills are simply charming.

Xiao Jiu's swordsmanship is fierce and fierce. She is dressed all in black, like a god of death. There are not many tricks in her moves. Wherever she goes, she is like a black wind. Even the light on the sword is very dim. .

The two never completely fell to the bottom of the valley, but jumped back and forth between the snow and the pine branches on the rock wall. The terrain there was too complicated, not only the Sumen killer couldn't get through, but if Ji Shuliu wanted to help, he could only shoot at Su Chenglong at most. Just a few throwing knives.He didn't shoot, because for a master like Xiao Jiu, letting her defeat the enemy alone is the best respect.

Su Men lost the generals one after another, and there were not many available people. After a while of ambushing reinforcements nearby, those who were too weak were killed, and there were only five left.But these five people are all elites, only slightly inferior to the dead Lei Gong and Dian Mu, they must not be underestimated, they are inseparable from Ji Shuliu and Pan Ziyun.

The night was over, and the dawn appeared in the east, pale and cold with even a blush.The sun rose little by little from behind the mountains and shone on Xiao Jiu and Su Yanlong, making long, constantly changing silhouettes.

The dawn also illuminated Xiao Jiu's face, and one of the older hunchbacked killers accidentally saw it clearly, and said in a voiceless voice, "Ji Thirty! So Xiao Jiu is you?"

Xiao Jiu didn't have a self-registration number, but there were not many young people, especially women, who were strong enough to confront Su Yulong head-on. Since she had supported until now, naturally she could only be Xiao Jiu.

When Su Yanlong heard these words, the sword in his hand seemed to pause: "Xiao Jiu, so you are Ji Thirty, my traitor from the Su Clan."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu sneered slightly: "I don't even know my real name and surname, so you dare to call me a traitor. Is Su's face so big?"

The corners of Su Yanlong's eyes twitched: "Who are you? Could it be that you sneaked into the Sumen on purpose?"

Xiao Jiu remained silent, and the murderous aura on the sword seemed to be getting stronger.

While confronting the enemy, the hunchback killer squinted his eyes and said with righteous indignation: "This stinky bitch has no sense of shame. If it weren't for the careful guidance of the old sect master, how could you be where you are today!"

Another killer with a yellow face also smiled sharply: "Looking at the prestige now, where is the obedience at the beginning? Back then, she was disheveled and knelt on the ground like a dog. When I pissed on her head, she would Don't dare to hide..."

Then everyone saw that Ji Shuliu's right arm was slashed by the enemy's short knife, and his left hand emitted a silver light, shooting at the yellow-faced killer. Before he could stop laughing, the throwing knife shot straight into the deadliest part of the yellow-faced killer's lower body.

The knife paused at the crotch, and then slowly slid out and fell to the ground, because it didn't stab something, but cut it directly.As soon as the object was broken, the knife would naturally fall off.

The yellow-faced killer screamed, his face turned pale, and he fell unconscious on the ground.

The other four killers were all in danger, they couldn't help but slightly bent over to protect the vital parts of their lower body, and then scolded Ji Shuliu for being "shameless".

Ji Shuliu took the opportunity to rush to the yellow-faced killer, stabbed him on the neck, and then smiled.This smile seems to be a bit bloodthirsty, and it is too weird to match his innocent face. The eyes of the killers who besieged him couldn't help showing fear and disgust. One of them exploded his beard and hair, roaring: "You The little devil raised by Zuizun Castle!"

Ji Shuliu followed his words and said, "The devil in our Zunri Fort at most cuts off the redundant parts of people, and never urinates on girls' heads."

"You Drunken Sun Fort?" The hunchbacked killer seemed to have grasped a great clue, and his tone was very excited, "Little devil Ji, you finally stopped pretending to be a descendant of a famous family!"

Ji Shuliu laughed and said, "You're all going to die anyway, even if you hear it, you won't be able to spread the word, so what are you afraid of?"

He used to be afraid, but now he is no longer afraid, because he found that there are bloody people in the Jianghu. If he is pleasing to the eye, he is a reckless descendant of a famous family. Do whatever you want, and make yourself more pleasing to the person who looks pleasing to the eye.

The hunchbacked killer realized that not only would Ji Shuliu not be affected by those foul words, but the more he bickered, the more excited he would become, so he had to shut up for now.

From the beginning to the present, Ji Shuliu has been responsible for most of the attacks by himself, while Pan Ziyun is silent and doesn't make a lot of shots. He just steps on the set of footwork that Qin Songfeng just taught him to sway in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to make trouble, so the killer They all seem to regard him as a little follower with poor martial arts but a little bit of success.Chi Sumen is famous for his lightness skills. This kind of people are very common. They usually don't pose any threat to others, but it is difficult for others to hurt them. The killers turn a blind eye to him. Swipe your weapon twice to drive it away.Pan Ziyun was not in a hurry, he completely disappeared his old aura of being ready to die with others at any time, and never launched an attack.

Until the Sumen killers had regarded him as a fly, he finally quietly approached one of the young killers, swayed his feet, and circled in front of that person.The killer casually stabbed at him, revealing a huge opening, Pan Ziyun curled up suddenly, and took a step forward, sticking to the killer's dagger, almost touching the killer's chest.He raised his hand, and sent his short knife forward, precisely through the gap between the ribs, and sent it into the killer's heart.

Pan Ziyun drew his sword and jumped back, blood gushed from the man's chest, and the other three really noticed him at this moment.Of course, they also noticed that Pan Ziyun's dagger came from Sumen Road.

A killer with very small eyes narrowed his eyes almost to a slit, and asked in a drawn out voice, "Which little thing is this, who recognizes him?"

The hunchbacked killer said: "Neither of them—could it be that Ji Shisan taught the swordsmanship of his sect to outsiders!"

"Shameless traitor!" The small-eyed killer yelled hard.

Pan Ziyun said leisurely: "Haven't you ever thought that my surname is Xi?"

The small-eyed killer sneered obscenely: "Are you the rotten meat that Xi Shishi laid in his stomach?"

Ji Shuliu slashed his sword obliquely, and swept the other two killers back a foot away. He took a step forward, blocking their way back to help.The dagger in Pan Ziyun's hand drew bright circles one after another in the air, pressing hard at every step, almost pushing the small-eyed killer to the cliff several times.The small-eyed killer seemed to have accumulated a lot of sarcasm, but he didn't even have a chance to scold it.

The killer suddenly stepped on a loose rock on the edge of the cliff, slipped and staggered.

Pan Ziyun approached him vaguely like a ghost, his bony left hand gripped his Adam's apple, and when his face turned from blood red to pale, his tongue and eyeballs protruded, Pan Ziyun gently pushed his arm forward, pushing him Pressed down on the edge of the cliff, half kneeling beside him, calmly appreciating his struggle before the last ray of life was cut off.

"I am Xi Shishi," Pan Ziyun said softly to the dying man, "why are you bewitched by skins and refuse to believe it? I will do what she wants and kill who she wants to kill. You commit crimes I have written a libretto and sung it in Hero Town, and one day, I will let everyone in the world know that Sumen is a bunch of dogs."

Pan Ziyun's voice was very soft, but when the hunchbacked killer heard this, he threw away his companions who were protecting each other without warning, jumped up, and rushed towards Pan Ziyun with lightning speed!

Ji Shuliu hurriedly turned around and drew out his sword to stop him, but at this moment, the remaining assassin took a few steps back, jumped up high, opened his arms, raised his neck, and shot out countless tiny needlepoints from his thick cotton coat.I don't know what kind of poison has been quenched on these needles, and they glow a strange pink in the morning light.

Ji Shuliu tripped over the corpse of the yellow-faced killer as he retreated, and fell to the ground. With his left hand, he tore off the corpse's coat and swung it at the thin needles to wrap them all up.

The killer landed, squatted down, jumped up again at the lowest point of the squat, opened his arms again, and the second cluster of fine needles chased after him.Ji Shuliu bent down to pick up the yellow-faced killer, and drew a half circle in front of him, all the fine needles were stuck on the corpse.

The killer who made the hidden weapon let out a long roar, and took out a fire knife and flint to collide with each other.Ji Shuliu's heart skipped a beat, he turned around in a circle, swung the corpse out, and ruthlessly knocked the living killer into the air.A spark flashed in the air, and the killer's coat was instantly covered in flames, and then there was a deafening explosion.

Ji Shuliu fell behind a big rock, and when he looked up again, the killer who was still alive just now had been blown into three pieces, each piece was charred black, and even the body of the yellow-faced killer was blown up beyond recognition.

But even though Ji Shuliu escaped the blow of death, Ji Shuliu was delayed for too long. Behind him, the hunchbacked killer rushed to Pan Ziyun and shouted, "You are the adulterer of that bitch Xi Shishi!"

Pan Ziyun half-kneeled, straightened his upper body, and stabbed the dagger into the hunchback killer's stomach from bottom to top. Blood flowed out from the huge gash in the abdomen, covering Pan Ziyun's head and face.

The tall and strong hunchback killer seemed not aware of the pain. He opened his arms and hugged the scrawny Pan Ziyun tightly, and the two rolled to the ground together.

Pan Ziyun knew something was wrong and struggled desperately.But the hunchbacked killer, by far surpassing Pan Ziyun's brute force, removed his shoulder joints, and then rolled with the last strength in his life, and rolled Pan Ziyun down the cliff, falling towards Xiao Jiu and Su Yulong who were in the fierce battle.