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"We'll go down too!" he said.

Bai Zhu quickly jumped out of the car, took a wooden bench and took him a step.

Dr. Mu got out of the carriage, picked up the wooden box, looked at the fight not far away, frowned slightly, and then his handsome figure went to the bloody place without hesitation like a wind and clouds.

However, his steps forward were a little bumpy, his right leg seemed to be shorter, he limped when he walked, and his ink-colored robe also swayed to the right.

Every time Bai Zhu looked at Dr. Mu's back, she couldn't help but secretly complain to God.

Such a handsome and elegant immortal, but he was born with a disability! It can be seen that God is a jealous person, otherwise how could he not let Doctor Mu look like a Bodhisattva and have a heart like a Bodhisattva?

There, the swords of the man in black became increasingly dense, and Xie Huanchen and his group were already full of color. Then a man in black was about to stab Xie Huanchen with one sword while Wei Yi was not careful.

But Xie Huanchen had no time to avoid it, so he could only bear it.

But unexpectedly, Xie Shuangran, who was protected by her, was leaning weakly against the big stone, staggered and pushed away the former, replacing her aunt with her slender body, and directly facing the sharp sword.

The sword pierced Xie Shuangran's shoulders, which had been stained with blood, again. As the man in black pulled back the sword blade coldly and quickly, the blood brought out rose to Xie Huanchen's face, and the girl's face was as bad as white silk, but she still tried hard to protect Xie Huanchen.

"Ashuang! Ashuang!" Xie Huanchen's pupils were red, tears blurred her eyes. She turned her hand and hugged her niece, in pain and helpless----

When Wei Yi saw this scene, he was both hatred and ashamed, and he launched a new round of reincarnation at the man in black with no chance.

Suddenly, a strange flying flower flashed in front of him, like a white rainbow running through the sun, the wind crossed the mountain, the sword energy was cold, and the coldness passed through his ears with the sword, instantly swept the two men in black in front of him to the ground.

Then a crisp voice rose up in the sound of fighting: "You are bullying a group of women and children like this, and you will obviously not be a good person! And you will be given a sword by Mr. Bai!"

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The originally flawless sword formation of four men in black was immediately disrupted by the "Bai Xiaoye" that emerged from the sky, like a flying eagle entering the flock of chickens, slamming into the ground, chasing and chasing.

With the strong entry of the nameless Yishou, Wei Jia, who was already a little exhausted, suddenly felt like a stream of true energy pouring into the dantian, and suddenly there was infinite strength.

They bravely rushed out and surrounded the scattered men in black and slashed violently together. For a moment, the men in black could not resist and retreated step by step.

The three of them seemed to have a tacit understanding in an instant, and quickly forced the four men in black to retreat to the carriage not far away, leaving Xie Huanchen and a group of women to save themselves quickly.

Xie Shuangyan's eyelids became heavier and weaker after all, and she collapsed on the ground powerlessly. Xie Huanchen hugged her.

Xie Huanchen panicked his dress and tore a large piece of cloth to bandage her. He was still muttering in panic: "Ashuang, Ashuang, be good, don't fall asleep, aunt please! You're okay, aunt make good cups and plates for you, and sell them for you to change your sword. We will send you to learn kung fu--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Her tears rolled down, and her hands were so trembling that she could not bandage Xie Shuangran.

The maid and the coachman were both limping on the ground and looking at this side without any effort. Only Zhenniang tried hard to climb over to help.

Xie Shuangran seemed to hear her aunt's crying, but the pain in her body made her unable to regenerate any strength.

Suddenly, she felt a slight sandalwood blowing across her nose for no reason. She thought to herself that she was going to die, otherwise how could she smell the Buddha in such a disgusting smell of blood?

Accompanied by the pleasant fragrance, there was also a slightly cool, fine hand that was stroking her forehead and neck. The hand was gentle and firm, and with the fragrance, she felt at ease and despair.

If you die, die! If you die, it will probably not hurt!

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Junan: I haven't said hello for a long time, so I can finally do a holiday and write! I'll update it recently, so please cheer for my sister:)

Cute historical knowledge: I have always forgotten to introduce Mr. Wang Yinglin. If comrades have read the "Three Character Classic", they will probably know Mr. Wang. He is the author of "Three Character Classic"! It's very familiar, right!
Chapter completed!