Chapter 16

Zhuo Qing can feel that the man doesn't really want to die. Otherwise, he can ignore her life and death. He doesn't need to hold still, but he doesn't need to be so fierce!

"Hiss -" Zhuoqing only felt a pain in her neck. Although the blade was not deep, the blood slowly seeped out. The faint smell of blood drifted in the air. Zhuoqing took a breath of cool air. Damn it, it hurt so much!

Shit! Brother, will you negotiate? If not, please send a negotiation expert, will you?!

The smell of blood stimulates the beard man who has been driven to madness by despair. The blue tendons on his forehead burst up one by one. His red eyes stare at the man and shout: "you forced me! You forced me! " At the same time, Zhuo Qing's white and tender neck was smeared with the big knife in his hand -

No, Zhuo Qing was very tight in his heart. The other hand of the beard man had been clasping her shoulder. Zhuo Qing couldn't move. He could only wait to die when the blade approached her.

Just between the man's hand and the sword, the man's Phoenix eyes in the blue shirt were slightly raised. At the moment when he lifted his hand, a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, the size of a leaf, flew out of the man's fingers. Zhuo Qing only felt a strong wind sweep across her neck, then her neck was suddenly hot, and a spatter of blood splashed on her neck socket.

"Ah!" With the sound of killing pigs, the broadsword in the man's hand fell to the ground, but her other hand held Zhuo Qing tightly.

Damn it!

Without the threat of the blade, Zhuo Qing grabs the opportunity --

the left hand grabs the elbow, the right hand grabs the shoulder, the weight of the horse stance is lowered, the right shoulder is lowered, the left side is twisted, the vertical downward force is exerted, and the fall --

recites the over shoulder fall formula taught by Gu Yun in his heart, Zhuo Qing closes his eyes, and with all his strength, he throws the beard man out.

Bang, after a beautiful over shoulder fall, the bearded man only felt that his body was light and whirling around. Inexplicably, he fell to the ground, and his back hit the bluestone road severely, which caused great pain.

Zhuo Qing didn't get there well either. She seemed to twist to her waist just now. She grinned with pain. She finally got out of the grip. Against the pain, Zhuo Qing stumbled towards the blue shirt man.

The man shrugged his shoulders and shook his head gently, with a pretentious expression of extreme exaggeration. He muttered: "the Jianghu is dangerous and the Jianghu is dangerous!"

Darling, no wonder the old man said that the most dangerous and terrible thing in the Jianghu is women! Her small body with thin arms and legs can actually throw out a man who is almost twice as strong as her. How insightful the old man is!

This man can be more artificial! Zhuo Qing gave him a fierce look.

At this time, the bearded man on the ground got up from the ground and ran forward in a mess, leaving a thin bloodstain on the ground. It can be seen that the flying knife just hit the point.

"Want to run!" The blue shirt man took a big drink, took off a thumb thick hemp rope from his waist, made a rope cover, easily covered the man with the beard, pulled hard, and dropped him to the ground again. Maybe it was hurt too much. The bearded man was humming on the ground and could not get up again.

Tie the other end of the rope to his waist, and the blue man smirked, "this time, I'll see where you are going!" He's worth five hundred Liang! After three months of chasing, if a person runs away, the business will lose a lot.

Holding the beard man to go back, the man saw Zhuo Qing still leaning against the stone wall, his face was gasping badly, and came to her side. The man asked, "Hello, are you ok?"

"Something." Knead is still cramping waist muscle, Zhuoqing is full of pain sweat. Her face was abnormally pale, and the blood mark on her neck was particularly striking.

After all, she is a woman, and only because of him will she be hurt. He is a little bit responsible. He can't let her go, can he?! After finding countless reasons to persuade himself, the man seemed to have made a great resolution. He carefully took a small bottle out of his arms, turned around and said, "here you are."

Zhuo Qing looks up. The man grabs her hand and puts a black peanut sized pill in the palm of her hand.

Zhuo Qing did not understand: "what is this?"

The man replied excitedly: "I tell you, this is a good medicine for hemostasis and stasis, for calming the nerves, for detoxification and wind! You eat it. "

"Xiandan?" Zhuo Qing looks down at the black pill in her hand, which also emits a strange smell. It looks like a three no product, OK?! She doesn't eat it.

Zhuo Qing sneers at her face. The man is upset. He grabs her hand and scolds: "if you don't eat, I'll give it back to you. I don't know how to do it! This medicine is worth fifty Liang silver! "

Although she would never eat it, seeing the man's love for money, Zhuo Qing suddenly clenched her hand and carried her back to the back. The man still had to go forward. Zhuo Qing evil raised a bad smile and threw it. With her beautiful gesture, the pill disappeared between the rubble.

She she she threw it?! The man stared at Zhuoqing. His young face was full of heartache. Fifty Liang silver! Fifty-two! Just say you can't be a good person.

Her face is no longer so pale. Except for a little blood on her neck, it's no big problem. She also wants to fight with him. He shouldn't care about her at all.

Go back to the man with the beard, and kick him hard. The man just pulls the beard man again, whistles toward the alley outside, no longer sees Zhuo Qing.

This man really has some meaning. He slowly opens his other hand, and the dark pill is still in the palm of his hand. The medicine has been changed since the moment when he passed by the back of his hand. Put the pill in the dark pocket of the belt, Zhuo Qing looked back at the back and asked loudly, "Hello, what's your name?"

"Qian Jing -" in the zigzag alley, a man yelled from afar.

"Money master?!" Zhuo Qing is shocked and full of black lines. How much money she loves!

Remembering that he had just said that money was not separated from his mouth, Zhuoqing had to praise that his parents were really forward-looking.

After sitting in the corner for a long time, she finally eased her strength and supported the stone wall. Zhuo Qing walked slowly in the alley, but only after walking for a while, her waist began to ache again, and her back was against the stone wall. Zhuo Qing smiled bitterly. She was too unlucky! Living for more than 20 years, these two days are the most wonderful!

Supporting himself, Zhuo Qing moved to the entrance of the lane step by step. Suddenly, a pure black carriage appeared in the narrow lane. The broad body almost blocked the road. The low-key and exquisite shed and dark and tall horse showed the value of the carriage.

Zhuo Qing looks around. There is no coachman or anyone else. Anyway, the carriage is blocked. She can't walk. She has a bad backache. Zhuo Qing plans to go to the carriage to have a rest, stretch her waist, and go again.

Zhuoqing decided to take action immediately. She put the long skirt down to her waist, grabbed the frame with one hand, supported the shaft with the other hand, and stared at her feet. Zhuoqing finally climbed up, opened the curtain, and Zhuoqing went in, immediately colliding with a pair of smiling eyes.

Someone in the carriage? See this person's appearance clearly, Zhuo Qing's intestines are all regretful!

That pair of originally let her see not agreeable fine eyes is flashing the light of smile, the lip angle that raises is to let a person hate!