Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 808 I'll Protect You

The water of Ye River is clear.

The tens of meters of the Ye River seemed to cut off the past and the future, and the killing intent was like lush spring grass, spreading from there one after another.

And the black-robed man standing on the small boat, with his hands behind his back, looked at the two saints sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Messed up.

The boat stopped, and the black-robed old man slowly lifted his footsteps, and then walked up.

However, the two saints don't even have the strength to stand up now and can only sit there.

Baili Jingqiu raised his eyes, and over there, the black-robed old man had already bent down and said respectfully to Baili Jingqiu, "Uncle."

Baili Jingqiu said coldly: "Bastard!"

The old man in black robe still spoke respectfully: "Speaking of which, uncle helped us? We have waited for 70 years to wait for today. If it weren't for the 70-year engagement between you and Dugu Sanren, I am afraid we would never be able to do anything about it." Kill Dugu Sanren."

"Uncle, although you are still a saint now, but a saint like you is now just a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out."

"To put it bluntly, you are like a cat in our eyes now, so, uncle, if you want to live, please don't interfere."

Baili Jingqiu said coldly: "You think our time is approaching now, so you can kill us?"

The black-robed old man laughed softly: "Of course not. After all, you two are saints. But, uncle, you are from the Baili family, and the blood of the Baili family will restrict you, so you will never Raise the knife of slaughter against us."

"As for Dugu Sanren, do you think he can stop us all by himself?"

After the old man in black robe finished speaking, he burst out laughing.

As he said, he took out the knife from his waist with a swipe, and then put it on Dugu Sanren's shoulder, sneering: "Saint? Just because you are like a saint?! Look at you, now I am Under the knife, it's not even as good as a piece of shit!"

Such insulting words were spoken, but the saint sitting on the ground was still smiling, his thin body was sitting there, every bone was clear.

"Speak up! Say you are inferior to a pig and a dog! Say you yourself are inferior to a pig and a dog who betrayed the country!"

"Speak up! Say you regret and blame yourself for being a saint! Say you deserve to die by my hands!"

To trample on a saint and watch him admit defeat in front of him is a pleasure in itself.

However, Dugu Sanren smiled at Baili Jingqiu.

It seems that this is nothing.

However, words are nothing more than words.

Seeing them like this, the old man in black robe tilted the knife on Dugu Sanren's shoulder slightly, the sharp blade slid across the old man's neck, and a drop of hot blood fell down.

"Say it or not?!"

He shouted.

Dugu Sanren still smiled gently. He looked sideways at the black-robed old man and asked, "What do you want me to say? Say I'm humble? What kind of person I am will naturally be recorded in the ceremony of Old Man Tianji. So, no words can change that."

The eyes of the black-robed old man are like knives, he raised his eyes and glanced across the vast world: "A person like you is not worthy of standing in such a high position! Also, you took away from the Thirty Thousand Iron Army back then. What?! That belongs to the royal family, hand it over to me!"

Dugu Sanren shook his head, sighed, but did not speak.

The black-robed old man stared at him, and at the end, he simply smiled angrily, then put away the knife in his hand, and said with a sneer, "If you don't pay me anything, I think it would be too much to just kill you like this." It’s boring, I’ll always give you some people to accompany you.”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look in the direction where Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen were.

Song Wan sent her friend Su Mengchen back.

In front of the road in the valley, a group of people were escorted from the night, old and young, men and women.

The old master, the mother holding a young boy, the butcher selling pork, the parents holding the hands of their children.

……

They are all from Mingcheng.

The "King Ming" led his soldiers, followed by Baili Wenchun and Baili Hengfeng, and walked along the pass.

There were cries from the crowd.

Song Wanzhi stood up.

Su Mengchen looked at everything in front of her with heavy eyes.

The black-robed old man stood there, looked at the two saints whose expressions changed slightly, and burst out laughing.

"Did you hear that? Saint, these are common people. In fact, it is not a pity for them to die. They also killed many people. Of course, it would be best for these people to be buried with you."

He said, stood up straight, and looked there.

The crowd turned around the mountain pass in such a mighty way, and then appeared in front of them.

Seeing the old man in black robe, King Ming turned over and got off his horse. Then, with a sweep of his body, he was already in front of the old man in black robe, and then respectfully said to him: "General, I have already prepared a man for you." , these people are at your disposal."

The old man in black robe nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after this matter is settled, your benefits will naturally be indispensable."

That King Ming immediately nodded with a smile.

The black-robed old man looked at these saints, then pointed at those people and said, "Did you see that? My saint, from now on, if you don't hand over your things, then these people will be buried with you."

"Actually, you have already killed 3 people, and now, killing these people again is nothing."

Dugu Sanren and Baili Jingqiu's eyes fell on those people.

The ordinary vicissitudes of the face, the crying women and children, the trembling crowd, in the dark night, powerless and humble.

Baili Jingqiu's eyes showed anger: "If you treat human life like a joke, you should be punished!"

The black-robed old man laughed: "Uncle, but you don't even have the strength to stand up now, so what are you going to do to kill me?"

As he spoke, he flicked the blade lightly, and then said coldly, "Wen Chun, throw that crying little girl over to me!"

After hearing this, Baili Wenchun pulled a child from a mother's child, and then wanted to throw the little girl over.

But as soon as he moved, an old voice sounded behind him.

"Let go of her."

When Baili Wenchun turned his head, he saw the bony old master standing there. He raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes: "If you want me to let you go, I will let you go?"

The old master lowered his head and coughed, then said to him, "Let me do it."

Baili Wenchun laughed: "You are asked to come? What are you asked to do?"

The old master said: "Put this little girl down, I'll go over there."

"Master." Xiaobao next to him called out weakly in an instant.

Baili Wenchun glanced at the old man in black robe over there, then shook his head: "No, you are too old."

And the daughter's father gritted his teeth and said, "Let me do it. I'm not old!"

Baili Wenchun looked at him, and then, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he threw the little girl in his hands into the hands of his father. The father hugged the little girl so frightened that she didn't dare to cry in ecstasy, but , just hugging her child tightly, Baili Wenchun's voice rang out coldly.

"In that case! Then, let's all go!"

As soon as he waved his hand, several soldiers beside him arrested the old master and the father and daughter, and walked towards that side.

The old man in black robe looked at Lonely Sanren, then at the "King Ming" standing beside him, and then said with a smile, "You can kill them."

King Ming heard this, his eyes flashed, and then he walked towards them.

He stood in front of the three of them.

The old master said: "This is your people."

King Ming looked at him coldly: "You are just a dog in Ming City, I will have a wider territory in the future, so, exchanging your lives for my wider people, that is what I dream of!"

The old master's eyes were full of anger: "I think, you are not as good as pigs and dogs!"

Upon hearing this, King Ming's expression changed, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed his body fiercely, the old master's body dodged and easily dodged him.

A slight surprise flashed in King Ming's eyes.

At that moment, the skinny old master suddenly jumped up.

He doesn't kill people.

However, he will make a move!
The moment he jumped up, all the surrounding soldiers were swept away by him, then he approached King Ming and grabbed him by the neck.

Everyone didn't know that he was also a semi-holy in the past, although after being seriously injured, all of his force had dropped, but now, standing there, he was like a sharp sword, pinching King Ming unexpectedly.

King Ming only felt his throat tighten, and then his body bent slightly, just missing his hand.

The opportunity is fleeting!
King Ming counterattacked in an instant, and then pinched the old master's neck in an instant: "I will kill you!"

He made a sudden effort!

But at the moment when he was exerting force, a gust of wind lingered, and then, that gust of wind slid around his fingertips, causing his hand to hurt instantly, and then he withdrew his hand.

"Who?!" He yelled furiously!
But the vast world, everywhere is empty, who would care about him.

Dugu Sanren bent down and coughed.

"Who?! Get out!" He looked around, but there was no reply.

Standing there, the black-robed old man also felt a little strange. He looked down at the two saints sitting cross-legged, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It can't be him, because these two people can't even walk, so how can they find the strength to help that person?

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and then he clapped his hands: "If that's the case, then, I don't have the time to waste it for you! As long as I give an order, these people will all die!"

On the other side, as soon as Baili Hengfeng raised his hand, the soldiers all raised the knives in their hands, and then pointed the knives at the ordinary people.

The icy light of the knife reflected the silence at the moment.

The black-robed old man said to the people on the opposite side: "Keep your eyes wide open! The person sitting here is a legendary saint! That is the person you can only look up to for the rest of your life! Now, all you need is for him to hand over One thing, then you can all live on, but now, this legendary savior who is compassionate and compassionate, wants to watch you die. The lives of thousands of you, in his eyes, are nothing no!"

The people on the opposite side stood there trembling slightly, but their eyes flashed with astonishment. They never thought that the person standing in front of them was actually a saint.

However, the words spoken by the old man in black made them feel hopeless.

The saints...the saints on high...

Suddenly, a woman's cry came from the crowd: "Saint! Save us! My daughter is only seven years old! Hand over your things!"

This cry was sharp and desperate. However, they had been tortured madly this night and were pushed to the brink of death time and time again. At this moment, in such a cry, the strings in the hearts of all the people, young and old, were completely tense. broken!
As a result, cries and pleadings wafted through the night one after another.

"Save us!"

"It doesn't matter if I die, but my parents and children!"

"Saint, one thing! According to your strength, you must have taken it back in a blink of an eye. What are you afraid of..."

……

No one is afraid of death.

Everyone wants to live, because in life, there are people who need company, people who need protection, and people who want to spend the rest of their lives together.

Dugu Sanren sat there, a faint pain flashed in his eyes, he looked at these people, and then coughed softly.

Blood trickled down his lips inch by inch.

The old man in black looked at him with a malicious smile in his eyes: "Sanren, Sanren, you killed those [-] soldiers, now, do you want to kill these people again?"

"Ask again, do you hand it over, or don't you hand it over?"

Pairs of eyes on the opposite side fell on him with boundless longing.

Dugu Sanren closed his eyes, with a look of pain on his face: "I, I won't make friends."

He could say no, but he still chose to say no.

The cries and calls for help on the other side suddenly fell silent.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed old man, and he said angrily: "Look at your selfish appearance! How can a person like you break through a saint?!"

As he spoke, he looked at the people across from him and sneered, "Do you think such a saint deserves to die?!"

There was silence on the other side.

The old man in black robe swept his eyes away and shouted, "Kill!"

The word "kill" was thrown out, and the crowd on the opposite side suddenly screamed, and then hundreds of cold swords were raised!

Cut it with a knife!
The icy light of the knives converged into one piece in the night, but when everyone was waiting in panic for the icy cold to cut off their own necks, with a "click", those knives broke into two in an instant.

The people with the knives were shocked for a moment.

--what happened?
The black-robed old man standing there also raised his eyes instantly, with a cold light in his eyes: "Who?! Stand up for me!"

Even Dugu Sanren and Baili Jingqiu also turned their eyes.

Then, a smile appeared on the corner of Dugu Sanren's mouth.

Perhaps he already knew someone was there.

The old man in black robe picked up the knife and pointed at the world: "Where did you come from, get out!"

Only his voice echoed in the darkness.

Then, the girl's voice sounded: "It's me."

For the first time, the girl's voice was icy cold.

Many people have heard that voice, the people in Ming City, as well as Baili Hengfeng and Baili Wenchun.

People looked towards the voice.

Then, the girl in plain clothes wrapped in a cloak and the man in civilian clothes holding a torn umbrella came out slowly.

It was very windy at night.

Blowing the clothes of the two of them, as if they were flying.

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen walked along the hillside to the slope.

Baili Wenchun turned his head and looked at Song Wanzhi with surprise and then sigh and helplessness in his eyes.

And Baili Hengfeng saw that the girl in front of him turned out to be the one just now, turned his head to look at the black-robed old man standing there, and then sneered, "Come out now, are you looking for death?"

Song Wanzhi ignored them, walked into the crowd, looked at the soldiers with sharp eyes.

"The first Ming King of Ming City is called Wei Renbei. Do you know why it is called this name? Wei Renbei, that is, being sad for people. This world is not purely black and white. Good people in everyone's eyes can kill people. And there are some heinous people who will not be killed, but when King Ming was alive, didn’t he tell you that anyone who enters Ming City will be protected by him? Now, why do you point your blade at the person you want to protect? ?!"

"How do you people deserve to live?"

After the girl finished speaking, a snow-colored radiance flew out from her plain sleeves, and with a "chick", it slipped soundlessly across the throats of those soldiers, and then, a pile of corpses fell down.

Song Wanzhi looked at King Ming who was standing there.

"People like you, who push your people to the brink of death for your own selfishness, even if you have tens of thousands of territories, you will end up with nothing! Therefore, you are not worthy."

King Ming looked at this young girl, although he was astonished, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "It's up to you, you..."

But before he finished speaking, the snow-colored light flew towards him in an instant, but this time, it was not the girl's hand, but the commoner man beside the girl.

That was a shot that no one saw.

With a flick of the coarse cloth sleeve, the snow light flew towards him like the moonlight in the dark night.

King Ming sneered, but in an instant, his smile froze.

this!what is going on? !
　First update, [-]nd update at [-]:[-] p.m., ah, ah, I want to finish
　　
　
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