After being dormant for so many years, Qing Yi has paid a lot of attention to Han Ling. In addition, she has a rather special identity and is familiar with the unique weapon of blood silk. As the name suggests, blood silk is an extremely delicate silk thread. Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult to see it with the eyes. Its ferocity is not only limited to its appearance. What's more terrible is that this thing is very tough. A piece of silk thread can lift more than half a person without cutting it with a sharp weapon. A tall boulder.
Seeing the suddenly locked silk thread, Qing Yi felt a chill in her heart. At this moment, it was too late for her to pull out the knife to cut off the thin thread. It seemed that the leg could not be saved.
"Get out of the way." At this critical moment, Xiao Kongqian, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly jumped up. Without further ado, the girl flicked her left hand and threw out a short knife that shone with cold light.
The sharp blade was extremely dazzling in the dark night. Through the dim yellow light of the oil lamp in the distance, I could see three flames suddenly spurting out in front of Qing Yi. The flames extinguished in a flash, and the stars were so beautiful.
Saved, the thin thread suddenly came loose, and Qing Yi's two long, round and tight legs were saved. At this time, Kong Yu didn't stop at all, and the second short knife was suddenly thrown forward, and followed close to the ground. Entering, his body hesitated for a moment, as swift as a swallow in the dusk.
Ding, the sound of hand-to-hand combat suddenly appeared in mid-air, followed by the shocking sounds of limbs tearing the air apart. Two figures, one red and one black, mixed together in the gray stone road, spreading the dust all over the sky. .
"Take him away," Xiao Kong yelled out in the middle of the busy schedule. Qing Yi was stunned and then understood. Regardless of the pain in her legs, she jumped in front of Lu Yu and ran over the cliff without saying a word.
"Ding,, clatter,,"
With a rather trivial sound, seven to eight silver-leaf darts shot out of the air. Xiaokong retreated wildly from the battle group, but in a hurry, she only knocked away most of the darts, and the other four It flew out from three directions: top, left, and right, and the darts pointed at the back of Lu Yu's head.
Qing Yi was startled when she heard the sound of the wind behind her. The sharp sound of the metal breaking the wind told her that if it was hit, even if the guy behind her was not dead, her head would still have to be opened. She couldn't care less in a hurry, so out of instinctive protection Realizing, Qing Yi suddenly turned around and then raised his hand outwards, knocking the two darts away. However, with Lu Yu carrying a lifeless body on his back and injuries on his legs, Qing Yi could do nothing. That's all.
"puff,,"
In an instant, the last dart went straight into Qing Yi's chest.
The dart hit the body with undiminished power. The heart-wrenching pain and the powerful momentum were not something that Qing Yi, who was moving at high speed, could resist. With a muffled groan, the little black girl codenamed Suzaku was violently knocked over together with Lu Yu. On the stone path.
Gritting her teeth and standing up, Qingqing covered her shoulders, feeling uncomfortable after covering her shoulders.
On the shoulder, a numb and heart-wrenching feeling was spreading from the wound.
poisonous.
Without any time to think about it, Qing Yi quickly pinched the key acupuncture points to prevent the toxin from spreading, but the chest is so close to the heart. In the past, it was often said that poisonous gas attacks the heart. Poisonous gas attacks the heart. Once this toxin enters the heart, even a great Luo god will not be able to escape. As soon as she died, Qing Yi's heart went cold. When the threat of death swept over her, she suddenly understood why Lu Yu had so many things to say. This feeling was not just fear.
"Ahem, cough cough," just when she thought she was going to the underworld to find Lu Yu, the already corpse-like Lu Yu coughed violently.
Alive.
This somersault actually knocked him alive.
Qing Yi turned her head, her face turned pale, and looked at Lu Yu struggling to get up in front of him bloodlessly, "Come here, quickly."
As he spoke, he fell and crawled towards Qing Yi. If he hadn't been able to talk, he would have been easily mistaken for a walking zombie.
Seeing her look like this, Qing Yi was stunned, and immediately understood the whole story with a flash of inspiration in his head.
Kumbhaka Kung Fu... This kid actually learned Kumbhaka Kung Fu,,.
Qiu Kung Fu is a type of Taoist Kung Fu. Its core is still the sixteen characters of "refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, refining spirit to return emptiness, refining emptiness to combine with Tao". According to legend, one can master that kind of Kung Fu. , a person can be in a state of suspended animation for a few hours, which is called "turtle breath" in the martial arts circle, which means that the thousand-year king can still be alive without moving for eight or eight hundred years.
You're pretending to be dead, you're lying, a lot of your wills are as if they were true, Qing Yi's face turned red with anger, but Lu Yu didn't mean to mess around with her, so he rushed over and pulled her chest apart. With his hand, his five fingers spread apart to press the acupuncture points of the wound, and then his other hand popped out and pinched the tail of the silver leaf dart.
"What are you doing,"
Although they were nominally generals, the two of them were enemies. It would be too embarrassing for an enemy to lift his bra and grab his chest.
"Save you," Lu Yu said, lightly opening his lips and teeth, and leaned over, sucking hard on the piece of soft flesh on his chest, but all he spit out was black blood. After about a minute, the small wound healed again. When I looked at Qing Yi's face, the greenness was gone, but it was so red that it was almost dripping with water.
"Uh..." Lu Yu breathed a long sigh of relief and lay on Qing Yi's body, but the big soft hand holding on to it had no intention of letting go.
"Let me go," Qing Yi grabbed the hand that was playing rogue, and was so embarrassed that Lu Yu tilted his head as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to pretend to be dead. Well, he was dead again and not breathing anymore. However, this time, besides being pale, his face looked a little greener.
"Hey, how are you? Stop pretending to be dead, okay..." Qing Yi hurriedly stood up and shook Lu Yu while adjusting her clothes.
"Stop shaking, I can't die, please help Xiaokong... I'm begging you," listening to his grunting, it's true that "a good person will not live long, and a bad person will live for thousands of years." It means that he was probably too ugly and Prince Yama didn't want him and drove him back. This bastard, Qing Yi was so happy that he couldn't describe it in words. He couldn't hold it back and even cried again. However, This time the tears that came out were tears of joy, without any bitterness at all.
People who have experienced great joys and great tragedies will always know how to cherish the present. This is a truth Lu Yu discovered not long ago.
Lying on the ground like a dead body, Lu Yu smiled evilly as he watched Qing Yi pick up a pistol and charge into the battle group. Lu Yu discovered that a little black girl with a physique like Qing Qing was quite cute. At least, she was a good boy with a conscience.