In the narrow alley, pedestrians occasionally passed by and ran away screaming when they saw swords, guns, swords and halberds, and bloody scenes.
Gu Qingyuan was sitting in the car, feeling a little nervous.
Pei Jinting said "I'll come back as soon as I go" in a very relaxed tone.
But there are so many people outside.
Is it a matter of going back and forth?
The evening wind became fierce and the car curtains swayed. She saw Pei Jinting bending down to pick up a long sword from the ground.
With the long sword in his hand, the aura around him suddenly changed.
He is no longer the lazy, slutty, bullying libertine in her impression.
At this moment, he was like an open sword, extremely sharp.
When the men in black outside saw him coming out, they immediately changed their targets and surrounded him.
Gu Qingyuan bit her lip to prevent her screams from escaping her mouth.
Pei Jinting's expression remained unchanged, he calmly held the long sword, and struck the person's neck and chest with his moves, killing him with one clean stroke.
Gu Qingyuan, who comes from a family of military generals, even if she doesn't know martial arts, has heard that such sword skills are unique to those who have been on the battlefield.
There are enemies from all directions on the battlefield. The sword has no eyes. Either you die or I live.
What every warrior has to do is to use the fastest and easiest moves to seriously injure others.
Gu Qingyuan didn't know why Pei Jinting, who was obviously wandering and drifting in the wind and moon, would have such a fierce move.
What happened to him? How many fights like this he had to go through before he developed such a neat hand-killing technique, killing people with every move.
Is this still the Pei Jinting she knows?
Thinking of the thin calluses on his fingers, Gu Qingyuan thought that maybe she had overlooked something.
But he is obviously the son of an aristocratic family, with the best family background, the emperor who loves him the most, and the most wanton life.
Why do you need to practice this?
Gu Qingyuan didn't know.
Her heart was beating hard.
It seemed that he was bewitched by his fast and blurry technique, and was breathless.
Under the black gauze, there is a blur of skylight, swaying lanterns, and countless spurting red blood.
Spread out in front of her, dazzling.
The tip of the nose was filled with overwhelming blood, and many people died.
Gu Qingyuan clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, feeling dizzy.
What can she do at this moment?
Gu Qingyuan borrowed the gold hairpin and hairband, held them in her hands, and huddled in the corner of the carriage.
In front of the sword, these are not worth mentioning at all.
Just holding it in her hand seemed to give her strength.
The car curtain was opened by a bright long knife, revealing a hidden smiling face.
The knife raised high seemed to be about to strike at the next moment.
The bright light dazzled Gu Qingyuan's eyes.
The smiling face jumped into the car with a knife.
Gu Qingyuan couldn't describe the feeling at that moment.
I was so nervous that it was indescribable to me that the hair on my body stood on end.
She seemed to be able to feel the blade approaching, and her hair stood on end.
.The big knife slashed down hard. Gu Qingyuan held her breath, stiffly shrank down, rolled into the air, and the golden hairpin in her hand stabbed hard into the opponent's body.
She didn't know where it was stabbed, but she didn't want to sit still and wait for death.
The sound is different from the sound of cooking and cutting meat.
After the sharp gold hairpin pierces the skin, it feels hollow.
It felt disgusting and terrifying.
So much so that Gu Qingyuan pulled out the gold hairpin again like a reflex.
Hot blood splashed on his face.
Gu Qingyuan wanted to vomit.
With a scream and the curse of "bitch", the long knife turned and was raised high above her head.
It seemed like it was about to be chopped down at the next moment.
But when the knife fell an inch above her head, she suddenly stopped, and then her face felt hot again.
A bloody arrow tip emerged from the man's heart.
The tall body slowly collapsed in front of Gu Qingyuan.
he died.
Gu Qingyuan gasped for air.
Staring at the twitching and gushing chest, I couldn't recover for a long time.
She saw the man standing outside the car window.
"Pei Jinting." She murmured, "Did I kill someone?"
Pei Jinting walked around the front of the car with a long sword and entered the car.
"Gu Yuanyuan. You didn't kill anyone."
He walked up to Gu Qingyuan, kneeled on the ground, and half-knelt in front of Gu Qingyuan.
The bright red robe falls to the ground, and there is gold under the man's knees. He kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents.
However, at this moment, Pei Jinting didn't care at all and half-knelt in front of Gu Qingyuan.
"I killed him. Gu Yuanyuan. You didn't kill anyone."
Gu Qingyuan clutched the hair tie in her hand tightly and rushed towards him regardless.
"Pei Jinting..."
When Pei Jinting saw Gu Qingyuan sitting there, even though her face was pale, he knew that she was alive and uninjured, and then he finally felt that his heart was beating again.
He grabbed Gu Qingyuan, hugged her sideways, and gave her a stern look.
"Are you mute? Can't you scream when there is danger?"
Gu Qingyuan pursed her lips.
She didn't want to scream.
What's the use of calling?
Can you prevent the enemy from killing her? It will only make them do it faster.
There were dead people in the car and there was blood everywhere, so naturally it couldn't be used anymore.
Pei Jinting took Gu Qingyuan out of the carriage.
His hands are extremely broad and his shoulders are broad.
The fear that was still lingering in Gu Qingyuan's heart just now will dissipate without a trace.
For a moment, Gu Qingyuan thought dullly that as long as Pei Jinting didn't bully her, he wouldn't be that bad.
Outside the carriage, Pei Jinting's people were neatly collecting the bodies.
After Pei Jinting got off the carriage with Gu Qingyuan in his arms, everyone else voluntarily avoided him.
There were so many people, Gu Qingyuan struggled to get off the ground, but Pei Jinting's hand was like a soldering iron, not relaxing at all.
At this time, Gu Qingyuan smelled blood on the tip of her nose, hurriedly pushed him away, and asked in a low voice,
"You are hurt?"
"Pei Jinting, let me down quickly."
Pei Jinting let go of his hand, his sharpness faded away, and he became the lazy and dissolute dandy again.
He said lazily,
"Nothing in the way, just a scratch."
"Gu Yuanyuan. You are so timid."
Gu Qingyuan didn't believe it.
Why does the scratch have such a strong smell of blood?
By firelight.
I saw a long and hideous wound on his arm, and the hem of his sleeve was soaked with blood.
There was also a large area of dark red on his waist, and he exclaimed,
"Pei Jinting. You still said it was a scratch."
Such a long wound hurts so much.
When Gu Qingyuan assumed that the injury was on her body, she felt so painful that she wanted to tremble.
Pei Jinting glanced at the large area of dark red and sneered,
"It's not your husband's blood, it was accidentally splashed on by someone else."
The injury on his hand was not mentioned at all.
He Zheng, who was silently leading his men to clean up the corpses, suddenly stopped. The smell of blood and the corpses hadn't been cleaned up yet.
How on earth could their young master stand in such a devastated place and talk to his wife in such a gentle tone?
Return your husband...
Moreover, what do you mean someone accidentally splashed on it...
Pei Jinting lowered his eyes and rubbed it unconsciously with his fingertips. For a long time, his Adam's apple rolled and his drooped eyelids moved slightly.
"Gu Yuanyuan, if you are afraid of pain for your husband, how about you give me a blowjob?"