Chapter 247

Unknowingly, it has been tossing all night. At this moment, the light in the East has been a little transparent, while the stars and moons above are slowly invisible to the magnificent sky of navy blue.

When he saw the female disciple of the Ming wangzong appear, Yan Liqiang sat on the ground regardless of the image, and the whole person gasped violently.

Just now, his spirit has been tense at the moment of life and death, and he didn't feel anything wrong. At the moment, as soon as he relaxed, he felt that he had been tossed down this night. In the words of previous lives, his body almost felt hollowed out. There was no place that was not sour or painful, and it was hard to lift his arm

First, he sniped Ali Gujin in huijiaji, and then ran for dozens of kilometers to kill the Yin measured old man Shatu. Then he was chased and killed. He ran all the way to death.

Yan Liqiang himself doesn't remember how many kilometers he ran tonight, how many people he killed, and how many times he fought with Heifeng thieves.

Grandma, I didn't expect to be better than Rambo one day!

Yan Li couldn't help thinking of self mockery.

The mountain wind before dawn blew up along the distant valley, making the grass on the grassland fluctuate like waves. When the mountain wind blew, Yan Liqiang shivered. At once, he felt that his clothes were almost wet again. He didn't know whether it was sweat or dew in the grass.

We must find something to eat. At this time, as long as we quickly supplement our physical strength and calories, we can revitalize our body again. Otherwise, if there is any danger, it will be bad.

Yan Liqiang, who had died once, knew the value of life better. He thought so. Yan Liqiang bit his teeth and staggered to his feet. But he just stood firm, but he felt a little empty under his feet. It was like stepping on a pile of cotton. He couldn't help falling down.

But one hand appeared in time and held Yan Liqiang.

The female disciple of Wang Zong of the Ming Dynasty flashed and came to Yan Liqiang's side and held the shaky Yan Liqiang.

"Don't move..." after looking at the wounds on Yan Liqiang's body, the woman put the long sword on the ground, took out a medicine bag from her waist, took out a medicine bottle from the medicine bag, then pulled off her sleeve, bit her mouth on the sleeve, tore the sleeve into strips of cloth, and began to bandage Yan Liqiang's wounds.

Yan Liqiang looked very miserable at this time. In addition to the knife wounds left during the battle, he passed through the shrubs and thorns when running for his life. His clothes were cut a lot, and there were more than 20 scars, large and small.

Yan Liqiang was so close to the woman for the first time. The faint fragrance on the woman naturally penetrated into Yan Liqiang's nose. When the woman's cold and delicate fingers touched the skin near his wound, Yan Liqiang had a feeling of electric shock, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.

Yan Liqiang's body was stiff and allowed the woman to bandage her wound and didn't dare to move. He quietly looked at the woman's face, eyebrows, eyes and nose. When they were matched on the woman's face, he felt an unspeakable rhythm. It was very beautiful, but it was cold and refused thousands of miles away, There is also a trace of stubbornness and sadness

"After tonight, we are friends of life and death. My name is Yan Liqiang. What's your name!" I felt that the atmosphere between the two people was a little silent, and the woman didn't seem to be the kind of person who likes to talk. As a man, Yan Liqiang took the initiative to open his mouth.

The woman didn't raise her head and still wrapped Yan Liqiang's wound attentively. Only after a few seconds, she calmly spit out three words, "Mo purple night..."

"How did you find this place?"

"There are traces left by you along the way..." Mo ziye's voice still doesn't have much ups and downs.

Yan Liqiang thought about it and smiled. There are many traces left. The black wind thieves he killed all the way are the best road signs. These two experts chasing their own black wind thieves will also leave many clues. If one is careful, it is not difficult to find here, But Yan Liqiang didn't expect Mo ziye to recover so soon, and knew that she was chased and killed, and she was in time to save herself. It seems that although the woman looks cold, she is also a kind of person with love, righteousness and temperature in her heart. If she wasn't worried about her own safety, it wouldn't be necessary for the woman to spend so much effort to catch up after waking up.

Mo ziye's movements are skilled and simple. In the blink of an eye, Yan Liqiang's most serious knife wounds have been wrapped up.

"What happened to your hand?" After wrapping several wounds on Yan Liqiang's body, Mo ziye also found some abnormal swelling in Yan Liqiang's right hand. She gently pinched Yan Liqiang's arm. Yan Liqiang "hissed" and took a breath of cold air.

"Just now, I cut off the guy whose head was cut off by you. This guy is going to be an advanced martial arts teacher. He can release his true Qi. Just now, he was drilled in by his true Qi. That's the result..."

After listening to Yan Liqiang's words, Mo ziye checked Yan Liqiang's swollen hand again, then took out a medicine bottle from his medicine bag and handed it to Yan Liqiang, "this is the five elixir of mingwangzong. You can take two..."

Yan Liqiang took the medicine bottle and carefully poured out two orange red pills. He didn't want to get together and swallow them. Then he capped the medicine bottle and handed it to Mo ziye again.

"Keep this bottle of medicine. If the injury on your hand is not cured tomorrow, take two more pills tomorrow!" Mo ziye didn't take the medicine bottle, but shook his head and gave the whole bottle to Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang put the medicine bottle away, "thank you!"

"You're welcome. If you really want to thank me, I should thank you!" Mo ziye looked at Yan Liqiang's eyes, his eyes trembled, and there was a little more emotion in his voice, "thank you for bringing out my senior brother's body at that time..."

"If I don't bring out your elder martial brother's body, I'm afraid you'll find me desperately!" Yan Liqiang sighed, "you can't come back from death. Anyway, the old man Shatu who killed your senior brother is dead. This revenge is revenge. You'd better be open!"

As soon as Yan Liqiang said so, Mo ziye's face appeared sad again, and a circle of glittering and translucent tears appeared in his eyes. He just tried not to shed tears, while Yan Liqiang directly came to the body of the black wind thief whose head was cut off, squatted down and searched on the body.

"What are you looking for?" Mo ziye couldn't help asking.

"I'm looking for something to eat. I've been tossing around all night. I'm afraid I can't stick to it if I don't eat any more!"

"I have a little..."

"No, you can keep it. You also need it. Although these black wind thieves are damn, the supplies and dry food they carry are not guilty. I can find something to eat on them. You can't eat anything on them..."

Yan Liqiang said that he had found a large piece of dried beef in a small leather bag on the body of the black wind thief.

These black winds steal out to commit crimes. Weapons and dry food are necessary things to take with you. When you are hungry, you can eat immediately and go with you without delay.

If it was a previous life, Yan Liqiang would not find something to eat on a dead man, but in this life, after so much experience, Yan Liqiang's nerve is getting stronger and stronger.

Yan Liqiang wolfed down a piece of beef jerky weighing one kilogram in a short time, leaving only half of it.

After eating this high calorie food, Yan Liqiang's hollowed out body slowly felt a trace of vitality.

Mo ziye was very patient and watched Yan Liqiang devour quietly. He didn't speak or urge.

In the middle of the beef jerky, Yan Liqiang remembered the yellow hair who had just made "contributions". He waved to the yellow hair in the grass and waved the beef jerky, "come here, yellow hair, have something to eat..."

The yellow hair with all the bad looks disappeared was lying on the ground. Pitifully, he looked at Yan Liqiang, but he didn't come over. He just made a whining sound in his mouth.

Yan Liqiang felt strange. He walked over and took a closer look at the grass. He found that one of Huang Mao's legs had been broken. This is the price for Huang Mao's bite on the black wind thief's leg just now. The kick that the black wind thief just kicked broke Huang Mao's leg, but Huang Mao was too smart. Just now his leg was broken, but he was half lying on the ground and looked fierce, Help Yan Liqiang support the scene

Yan Liqiang was so moved that he almost shed tears. He touched Huang Mao's head, fed the beef jerky on his hand to Huang Mao's mouth, let Huang Mao eat, and looked at Mo ziye, "Mo... Sister mo... Is there any more wound medicine you gave me just now?"

Mo ziye should be five or six years older than Yan Li, so Yan Liqiang thought about it and simply called her sister mo.

"Is this your dog?" Mo ziye took two steps and looked at the yellow hair on the ground.

"Well, yes, the dog is very clever. He was injured just now to save me. Your medicine should work for the dog!"

"Take it. Just sprinkle the medicine on the injured place and wrap it up. The medicine will slowly penetrate into it!" Mo ziye took out the bottle of medicine and handed it to Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang took the medicine, pulled off his sleeve, sprinkled some medicine on the broken part of the yellow hair leg, and then wrapped the yellow hair's short leg with a cloth.

Although Huang Mao's broken leg was bandaged, he still couldn't walk. He was lame on three legs.

Seeing this, Yan Li ran to the grass, found the coat he had just used as a trap and bait, made a cloth stretcher, picked up the yellow hair and hung it on himself, then put away his black scale, put away the machete that can be cut against the black scale of the Heifeng thief, and left here with Mo ziye

It was getting brighter and brighter. I never saw more than half of the black wind thieves along the way.

"Sister Mo, have you met black wind robbers on the road?"

"I met more than ten people, but I killed them all..." although Mo ziye still looked like an iceberg beauty, he seemed to accept Yan Liqiang's name

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