Fast Travel Counterattack: Rescue the Villain BOSS

"Ye Chuyang, come out for me!!!"

The big knife sank into the ground with a thud, almost halfway into the blade.

Most of the people in the inn stiffened and held their breath, for fear of touching Jiang Yun's bad luck.

At this time, Ye Chuyang upstairs had already found a certain white-clothed scholar who had sneaked away, lying weakly in his arms, facing the other's cold face, and quietly touched the other's waist Book.

"what are you doing?"

Before he could take the book down, the owner of the book had already squeezed his hand.

Ye Chuyang wasn't embarrassed to be noticed at all, and smiled slightly at the marshal, pulling out two dimples.

"I'm already like this, what else can I do..."

Not only was he not guilty, but he also said this with peace of mind.There was even a slight grievance in the eyes, as if accusing the other party of not trusting him.

"Like this?"

Song Li's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was also clear and cold, without any major ups and downs. "Stop pretending, get up."

He was too lazy to respond to Ye Chuyang's little trick, and stretched out his hand to brush him away. Unexpectedly, Ye Chuyang hugged his arm quickly. His movement not only failed to brush Ye Chuyang away, but made him groan, Tsing Yi There was a dark mark on his shoulder.

That is blood.

Song Li was startled, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"You are hurt?"

He had sensed the weak aura on the other party before, and thought he was faking it.

Ye Chuyang tilted his head to look at his wound, and chuckled lightly: "Small injury, it's okay."

Only then did Song Li notice the imperceptible weakness in his voice, if not for the human skin mask on his face, his face would have already been as pale as paper.

Ye Chuyang's indifferent attitude stimulated Xiao Jiu, and he stood on the side all the time, bowing his head in silence, and finally he couldn't help arguing for his master: "It's not a minor injury, if it wasn't for chasing you, the young master wouldn't have to suffer." It hurts!"

He looked at Song Li with eyes full of accusations: "The leader of the Demon Cult has been trying to assassinate the young master. He was not the young master's opponent in the first place. He was chasing you that day. The young master didn't notice it for a while and let him get it..."

Xiao Jiu was complaining endlessly, Song Li looked at the quiet Ye Chuyang in his arms, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Ye Chuyang, who was being watched, lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

It may be that Xiao Jiu's complaint was too long, God finally couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly there was a loud roar from outside.

"Ye Chuyang, come out for me!!!"

The familiar voice made Xiao Jiu tremble in shock: "It's the leader of the Demon Cult!!"

Seeing his young master who looked extremely weak due to the rupture of the wound, Xiao Jiu turned around anxiously: "Why did he come so fast? What should I do, the young master is injured, he is not his opponent!"

Contrary to Xiaojiu, Ye Chuyang didn't panic, he stretched out his arms to hug Song Li's waist, so that the other party couldn't get rid of him at all, raised his head, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"It's all your fault, I can't beat him now."

There was not much complaint in his tone: "It's life and death between me and him, you sure don't want to watch me die, right? Do me a favor."

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes, trying to be cute.

Song Li looked at him steadily, his expression unchanged, he had always looked like this, ever since he knew he was the Marshal, Ye Chuyang had never seen him change his expression.