[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

Ding Minjun just took two steps forward angrily, when he suddenly heard a shrill scream and intermittent begging for mercy from the official road not far ahead, mixed with a few insulting curses from time to time.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

She stopped, turned her head with a gloomy face, and asked in a cold tone: "Yang Xiao, did you hear that?"

There was no joy or anger on Yang Xiao's face, but his words were full of murderous intent: "I heard it."

Before the words were finished, the two of them flashed almost at the same time, and when they landed again, they were seven or eight zhang away, and within a few short breaths, they came to the official road.

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On the official road, by the edge of the woods, I saw a group of Mongolian military officers in official uniforms holding barbed whips in their hands, driving a group of Han people with their hands tied together one after another like driving livestock.

Among these people were men and women, old and young, all in ragged clothes, without shoes and socks, all of them were yellow and emaciated, and they fell to the ground from time to time, and their arms were rounded by those strong Mongolian officers and soldiers. Whipped on his body with a whip, the ground was dripping with blood and wailed endlessly, while the other Han people who were watching seemed to be deaf and blind, and they continued to move forward slowly like walking dead, with desperate insensitivity on their faces.

Juejue Shitai hated Yang Xiao the most in his life, except Yang Xiao, who was the Yuan thief. Ding Minjun had been fascinated by it since he was a child, and saw a lot of Mongolian officers and soldiers oppressing the Han people when he went down the mountain to practice. Kill once, never relent.

In an instant, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold edge flashed, shaking the officer's eyes sorely. Before he could reach out his hand to cover it, he felt a chill on his neck, and blood from the neck that was still warm rose up into the sky, reflected in his eyes that were dying. blood red.

"who?!"

Seeing the sudden death of their colleagues, the other Mongolian officers and soldiers who were fighting were suddenly in a state of confusion, turning their weapons towards the two who almost fell from the sky.

Ding Minjun remained silent, his foot movement was like a ghost, he pushed forward, and pierced the chest of an officer and soldier with his backhand, he raised his foot and kicked him away while drawing the sword, blood spattered everywhere, stained with stars. up her skirt.

On the other side, Yang Xiao faced dozens of Mongolian officers and soldiers attacking with big knives without dodging or dodging. He only raised his right foot and stomped hard on the ground, and then a piece of gravel flew into the air. The knuckles flicked repeatedly, and only a few puff puffs were heard. These stone particles packed with internal force shot out with the sound of piercing the air, and hit the throats of the Mongolian officers and soldiers on the opposite side. One fell down, each throat bone was shattered, dead thoroughly.

In the final analysis, these Mongolian soldiers have only received ordinary training. The unarmed common people who live in fish and meat are fine, but how can they be their opponents in the martial arts?But in just a few breaths, the dead and injured were dead, and there was no power to fight back.

At this time, the Han people who finally recovered from this sudden change suddenly let out a hoarse roar from their throats. Hatred, as long as they think of the relatives and friends who were treated like livestock before and died at the hands of these butchers, they hate so much that their eyes will bleed, and they rush forward regardless, tearing, pulling, beating, biting... ...only relying on instinct to vent the hatred in my heart with every means I can think of, until the wailing of the Mongolian officers and soldiers became more and more low, and finally they could not even look human, and these tortured people were exhausted They sat down on the ground and wailed loudly, as if they wanted to vent all the indescribable pain they had suffered. After crying for a while, they struggled to climb up to Ding Minjun and Yang Xiao, and knelt deeply. He fell down and kowtowed, the benefactor Bodhisattva shouted indiscriminately.

Among them are many old people with gray hair and advanced age.

How could Ding Minjun accept such a great gift from them, he hurriedly avoided to help them, but after helping one another, he bowed down, and when he finally calmed them down, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his body.

Looking at these people in twos and threes with bowed heads and hugging each other, she frowned slightly, not knowing how to arrange them next.

Now that they have all been saved, we can't let them go halfway and let them fend for themselves.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Yang Xiao who was at the side. She hadn't noticed the dependence in it, but Yang Xiao saw it thoroughly.This girl has always been proud and arrogant, and she is best at deceiving herself and duplicity. She has already put him in her heart, but she refuses to admit it, and even puts on a posture of rejecting others thousands of miles away. Come on, but I don't know that I am not good at hiding it at all. When facing him, what I have in mind will always be directly reflected on my face, just like now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth slightly, a smile appeared in his eyes, secretly thinking that one day you will admit that it is me.

Anyway, there is a long time to come, so there is no need to rush for a while.

Yang Xiao had already figured out how to arrange them when he was planning to rescue those people, and the subordinates who received his summons had already arrived.He clapped his hands lightly, raised his voice and called, "Secree."

"Yes!"

A burly man dressed in foreign lands came out in response, with a stature like an iron tower, but respectfully bowed his head and stood in front of Yang Xiao who was much shorter than him, obeying his orders.

Yang Xiao never smiles when facing his subordinates, and he never says anything different. It is completely different from Ding Minjun's impression that he is sometimes romantic and unrestrained, sometimes unrestrained, and most of the time his words can irritate people to death.Hearing that he ordered the big man to take away the people they saved, her first reaction was that he wanted to enroll them into the Ming Cult, so she blurted out subconsciously, "You want them to join the Ming Cult?"

Probably because she was taught that Mingjiao is a demon religion and its members are evil heretics since she was a child, she still had some prejudices in her heart that she was not aware of, so she accidentally brought out a bit of tone in her tone.

Yang Xiao's thinking is so sharp, he heard it by ear, his eyes darkened immediately, he narrowed his eyes slightly in displeasure, and said sarcastically: "Could it be that we are still waiting for the righteous Emei sect of the martial arts to come and take us in?" Are they?"

"you!"

Ding Minjun was stabbed by his words, his face turned blue and white, he felt angry and a little inexplicably wronged, his chest rose and fell rapidly, then he turned around and was about to leave with his lips pursed.

As soon as the words came out, Yang Xiao realized something was wrong.It is clear that this girl is narrow-minded and short-tempered, and she is only allowed to be sharp-tongued, but she can't bear others to stab her with words, but for some reason, he still acts like a young and energetic kid , always loves to tease her verbally, every time he sees her being bullied by him with upturned brows and flushed cheeks, he feels happy, but if he really makes people anxious, he can't help coaxing her with a nice voice , It's really contradictory.

Just like now, seeing that the other party was really angry and walked away, he hurriedly stepped forward to grab her wrist: "Wait."

Ding Minjun quickly turned sideways to avoid his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Don't touch me!"

Yang Xiao naturally wouldn't obey, instead he turned around, grabbed her right arm and pulled back hard, making her turn around to face him, restrained her left arm with the other hand, and lowered her body. He took a gesture and coaxed: "Don't be angry, huh?" Ding Minjun didn't want to admit it, every time he heard him speak in such a low voice, he always felt flustered.Her breath was stagnant, and she turned half sideways as if to cover up, and tried to shake the arm held by him vigorously, trying to get rid of the restraint, but when she failed, she glared at him fiercely, and asked angrily, "What are you going to do?"

Yang Xiao didn't let go, just said: "Follow me."

Ding Minjun was still angry with him, so naturally he was not happy, and deliberately squeezed out eccentrically: "As long as you, Yang Zuoshi, tell me, there are plenty of girls who are willing to go with you, so I'm the one who doesn't know what to do? Hmph!"

The point of what she said was too obvious, it was almost like jealousy.

There was a smile in Yang Xiao's eyes, he grabbed her hands and moved closer to her body, almost intertwined with her breath, and asked in a low voice against her forehead: "Can I think you are jealous?"

"Who, who is jealous?!" Ding Minjun's heart trembled, and he retorted hastily with a blushing face: "You think too highly of yourself, who would do it for you..." She almost bit her own tongue in the middle of speaking, A bit of annoyance appeared on his face unintentionally.Isn't she just trying to cover up...

Yang Xiao was really happy, but he knew that she was very thin-skinned and had a big temper, and he was the one who would bear the consequences if he got annoyed, so he stopped teasing her, took a step back restrainedly, and looked her over carefully from head to toe. Once again, he said in his mouth: "Don't make trouble, okay--huh?" His eyes paused for a moment on the little blood stains on her skirt, he frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "The clothes are dirty."

The blood of the Mongol Tartars stained her skirt, which made him stare.

Ding Minjun was worried and didn't know how to deal with it. Hearing this, he quickly lowered his eyes and followed his line of sight. After finding the dirt, he lightly kicked the hem of the skirt with his toes rather childishly. Confidently said: "Perhaps it was accidentally splashed when killing those Mongolian officers and soldiers just now, it's nothing."

But Yang Xiao snorted softly and said, "I won't let you wear clothes stained by the blood of the Tartars. Let's go, I'll take you to change into clean ones." Then he lightly brushed off his sleeves and turned around Putting her hands behind her waist, she walked forward without looking back, as if she was sure that she would follow.

"Hey you..."

Ding Minjun looked at his back for a while, then hesitantly lowered his head and looked at the hem of his skirt. For some reason, he also felt that the darkened blood was becoming more and more unbearable. Seeing him again He was about to go far away, so he followed reluctantly, raised his voice and asked, "Hey, where are you taking me?"

Yang Xiao didn't speak directly, but turned around and smiled at her, and said paradoxically, "You will know when you get there."