Women brave pirate den: escaped marriage prince

"Brother, offended."

With a soft drink, the long sword swung out mercilessly.

But he was not strong enough, his speed was as slow as a snail, stabbing through bit by bit.

Zhuo Ran dodged lightly, avoiding the past, heartbroken. "Are you crazy? We are brothers!"

Tie Wu didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, brother, I want to live." [

Although the words are spoken, the movements of the hands are non-stop.

The two came and went, and the fight was very lively.

Tie Er was delighted to see it, and clapped his hands with a smile, "Yes, that's right, well done, cut off his head."

He laughed, looking very obscene.

He kept commanding from the side, "Left, up, idiot, the sword is crooked. Stab him at the Baihui point..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light pierced towards him like electricity.

Tie Weiyu's hands and feet were all crippled, and she was sitting in a wheelchair, unable to move or dodge, and her face turned pale with fright.

"Hey, are you crazy? Why are you stabbing me?"

Seeing that his hand was about to be injured, a long sword stretched out from the side and held it firmly.

Tie Wu's face was full of anger, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, "You are the one who stabbed. You are a descendant of the Tie family, but you have no regard for the interests of the Tie family. You are the most damnable person."

Tie Weiyu narrowly escaped death, sweating from fright, and terribly angry.

Furious, he waved his hand and ordered, "What a descendant of the Tie family, a guy who thinks nothing of himself, Ah San, kill him."

He didn't expect the Tie family to have such a person who refused to bow his head, it was beyond his expectation.

Ah San slashed with his long sword, and everyone screamed out of fright.

Madame Seven's eyes darkened and she passed out.

Zhuo Ran yelled angrily, "Stop it, why bother taking out your anger on irrelevant people, what's coming at me."

Tie Weiyu was very annoyed, and sneered, "Yo, Young Master Tie is quite like an older brother. If that's the case, take a step first, come on, San."

With a smile on the corner of Zhuo Ran's mouth, he picked up the long sword and went forward.

Suddenly a pink figure rushed out from the side, stood in front of Tie Zhuoran, and shouted loudly, "No, let the master go, I am willing to die in his place."

The long sword stopped and aimed at her white neck, with cold light overflowing.

Linglong turned pale with fright, her body trembled, but she refused to move away.

Zhuo Ran frowned, "Back off."

Linglong was very frightened, but shook her head desperately.

"No, I won't let anyone hurt you, master, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Tie Weiyu's face was full of fierceness, wishing to chop the person in front of her into mincemeat.

But for some unknown reason, he didn't stab it immediately.

He sternly warned, "If you don't go away, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Linglong closed her eyes in fear, opened her hands, like an old hen guarding her chicks, raised her chin, trembling non-stop.

"just kill me."

Tie Weiyu pushed the wheelchair forward, held a long sword in his hand, and stabbed at her hand, causing blood to flow.

She screamed and hugged her head, but refused to back away.

Tie Weiyu's eyes flashed, he dropped his long sword, and looked at them coldly.

"Brother, I didn't expect this girl to be so affectionate to you. You are so lucky. Someone is willing to sacrifice his life for you. It's so touching."

Zhuo Ran frowned, and pulled him hard, pulling him behind his back.

"She's just a girl, don't care about her like that."

Tie Weiyu's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of a deep smile in the corner of his mouth.

"It's yours, I'm very interested, tsk tsk tsk, come here, take her down."