Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 977 Like yourself (one more)
There was only a bowl-sized hole on the neck, which was still bubbling blood.

Without batting an eyelid, Yang Ruoqing jumped behind Luo Fengtang.

The backs of the two pressed against each other tightly.

"Dumplings have been made, I'll go over there to hold the enemy, and you lead the brothers to rush out from the other side." She said.

When Luo Fengtang heard this, his expression changed drastically.

"no!"

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, I'm the master of our family!"

She gave a low laugh, picked up her two knives, tapped her toes, and fled out like a baby swallow.

"Qing'er!"

He growled in the direction of her disappearance.

His voice was immediately buried in the sound of fighting over there.

Her petite figure, like a light swallow, has already rushed into the pile of enemy troops.

The light of the knife flickered, and the sound of the weapons colliding together was endless.

"Let's go!"

In the distance, her shout came from the crowd over there.

When he looked again, her figure had long been submerged.

I could only see the light of the knife flickering non-stop, howling and screaming one after another.

Luo Fengtang gritted his teeth fiercely, picked up a soldier under his back, and shouted: "Brothers, kill me!"

……

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to balance.

Luo Fengtang led the soldiers under his hands to tear a hole with blood, and finally succeeded in breaking through.

Leave the battlefield far behind.

He is a general, and the soldiers he brings out must be brought back.

Sitting on the galloping horse, he turned his head and looked at the place where the sound of fighting came from far behind him, Luo Fengtang's eyes were red.

Qing'er, if you hold on a little longer, I'll come to you right away!

……

Here.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but like herself.

What does it mean that one husband should be the judge and ten thousand husbands should not be opened?

That's it for her today.

Look, this one broke into the enemy army alone, wielding a pair of steel knives impenetrably.

It really contained a part of the enemy army.

It's just that there are many, many enemy troops.

She had a great time killing, but her arm was also sore.

But those enemies still came up endlessly.

There was a wave of death in the front, and another wave came immediately behind, hey!
She knew that if she continued to fight like this, even if she was not killed, she would die of exhaustion.

So, he retreated while fighting, and retreated in the opposite direction where Luo Fengtang and the others broke through.

"Uh……"

There was a sharp pain in her arm, and she groaned.

Someone sneaked a knife on the left shoulder.

The pain aroused her anger even more.

She is like a murderous maniac rising from hell.

The silver needles on his body spilled out like rain.

Where every silver needle fell, an enemy fell.

Below the throat, there will be a silver needle stably stuck.

Such a horrific killing method, which made the enemy fearful and panicked.

"Luo Fengtang!"

Suddenly someone in the enemy army shouted behind her.

what?
He's back again?
She was confused, and turned her head to look over.

At this moment, a burst of white powder spilled over.

She held her breath subconsciously, and leaned forward, using the shoulders of the enemy soldiers beside her to try to jump out of the range of the poisonous powder.

However, just as she jumped up, a large net fell from the sky and caught her in the middle.

Hmph, just want to catch my aunt with just a fishing net?

She swung the steel knife in her hand, trying to cut through the fishing net.

"boom!"

The steel knife fell, and she found herself completely powerless!

Damn, the powder is really poisonous.

She was holding her breath, and she was still poisoned, damn it!

Her whole body went limp in an instant, and she fell to the ground.

She saw the surrounding enemy soldiers holding up their weapons and rushing towards her ferociously.

Long knives, long swords, and some weird weapons, under the cold light of Xuanyue, rushed past the dazzling white light.

She squinted her eyes, and the hands hanging by her side tried hard to grab her weapon.

She can't just die like this, she has to stand up and fight again.

However, the strength seemed to be drained.

She could only lie on the ground, unwilling to watch the enemies pick up their weapons and pounce on her.

The expected killing did not come.

The sound of fighting was even worse.

She was surprised to find that at some point, another group of people rushed over.

She saw countless heels scurrying around her.

From time to time someone would fall beside her.

When the killing sounds around her became weaker, she saw a pair of men's feet in black leather boots walking beside her.

At this time, the medicinal properties of that poison may have come up.

Inside her head, she was groggy, and her eyes were swollen and painful, as if she couldn't find the focus.

In blurred vision, she saw the man leaning over beside her.

He was dressed in a golden color, like an armor made of gold.

He held out his hand to her.

His hands were wearing black ice silk gloves.

He himself lifted the net from her body.

"Don't panic, this king is not a bad person, I will take you back to heal your injuries later."

His voice is nice.

As warm as a spring breeze, there is an indescribable kindness.

The king?

In Yang Ruoqing's dazed head, she tried hard to think about this title.

She opened her mouth and found that she didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

She tried hard to open her eyes wide, trying to see the face of the person who was about to take her away.

The pain in the eyes was even worse, as if a needle was being stabbed.

And the drowsy feeling in his head came in waves.

After all, she couldn't hold it back, her eyelids closed, and she passed out.

……

After Luo Fengtang made arrangements for the group of soldiers brought out, he turned around.

One person and one horse, they hurried towards the Taohua Temple.

He always regarded the horse as his partner, and was reluctant to be whipped. Tonight, the whip lashed the horse harder and harder.

The horse galloped under him, kicking up dust all the way.

However, he wished he could grow wings and fly to Yang Ruoqing's side in no time.

When he rushed back to the road he was lurking at as fast as he could, he saw corpses all over the ground.

All were lying down, and no one was standing.

He nearly fell off his horse.

"Qing'er!"

With a roar, he bent over to rummage through the pile of corpses.

"Qing'er, Qing'er!"

He searched and shouted, from here to there, and from there to here.

They couldn't find Yang Ruoqing.

His voice was hoarse, and the wound on his body was bleeding profusely.

But I can't care about anything.

I was still rummaging through the corpses one by one, and moved out the ones that were under pressure.

He, who is not afraid of anything, is actually trembling with fear at this moment.

Qinger, where are you?

He looked around blankly, and suddenly, his eyes locked on somewhere in front of him.

There, there are footprints left by horseshoes.

Has anyone gone that way?
That is the road leading to Licheng, could it be... Qing'er was kidnapped by the Black Lotus Sect?

Without thinking too much, Luo Fengtang got on his horse again.

He ran wildly in the direction of Licheng.

Qing'er, wait for me, I'm here to save you!
(End of this chapter)