Genius commoner

Chapter 325 I lost

After Ye Zixuan chopped off the long arrow that was aimed at Mrs. Withered Flower, a white figure flashed in the distance, wearing a mask. He was facing Ye Zixuan and Mrs. Withered Flower. His body suddenly spun like the wind. While the clothes were flying, four blood-red long arrows appeared in the wide palms at some point, aiming at dead flowers.

Four long arrows? !
Ye Zixuan was slightly taken aback when he saw this, it turned out to be four long arrows!Humans only have five fingers, and the stunt of one bow and four arrows is almost the limit of human archery. As the thought turns, it seems to be drawn by an invisible thread. When the white figure draws the bow and shoots the arrow, Ye Zixuan's body also moves. In front of Kuhua Shitai and Zhang Zuimo.

He would never allow the other party to hurt Kuhua or Zhang Zuimo.

The actions of both sides are dazzling and dizzying.

A sharp whistling sounded in the night sky.

That howling sound was like a devil's cry and more like a thunderbolt, extremely ear-piercing, a ray of red light formed a long lightning-like bead chain in mid-air, and scattered like random flowers, under the continuous sound of clapping the strings, It was four flashes of red light and shadow, and the opponent shot four arrows in a row when ordinary people could only shoot one arrow.

Ye Zixuan concentrated, flicked his body, swung his right hand again and again, the light of the saber was like a slash, cut off the first arrow, flew the second arrow, swept back the third arrow, blocked the fourth arrow, Ye Zixuan spread the cover to The long arrows of the three of them slashed and fell to the ground one by one, but when the fourth arrow landed, the sharp weapon in their hands was broken into two pieces.

There was still a burst of pain in his tiger's mouth.

too fast!Too fierce!This guy probably has more than ten years of archery skills!Ye Zixuan looked at the broken knife with a wry smile. He couldn't remember how he blocked the four arrows just now. He relied entirely on his body's almost limitless instinct. Although the sharp weapon in his hand was also made of fine steel, the opponent's arrow The force on it was too strong.

Another arrow shot over in this gap, and the opponent's timing was too good, so I was not surprised that four arrows were chopped off by Ye Zixuan. On the contrary, taking advantage of Ye Zixuan's broken knife and being distracted, he shot the thundering fifth arrow. Ferocious, Ye Zixuan did not hesitate at all, raised his right hand, and the broken knife flew out, hitting the arrow tip with precision.

when!
There was another crisp sound, the long arrow and the broken knife collided in mid-air, and a anxious breath rose.

Afterwards, the knives and scissors fell to the ground, and there were gaps at the places where they collided, showing the domineering strength of both sides.

The lingering sound dissipated, and the night sky returned to calm.

When Ye Zixuan's forehead dripped with sweat, the white figure coughed lightly, his expression could not be seen, but the regret in his eyes was very clear.

Obviously, he was a little unwilling to kill the withered flower, but he also seemed to know Ye Zixuan's ability, five consecutive arrows failed to kill the withered flower, he lowered his bow and arrow.

At this time, several bodyguards of Zhang Zuimo had already pulled out their guns, and repeatedly pulled the trigger on the figure in front of them. The bullets shot over like rainwater, but the white figure moved half a beat first, and dodged the bullets in a smooth manner. , a tree with the thickness of a bowl was hit by a warhead, and broke with a click, and the branches blurred everyone's sight.

Taking advantage of this gap, the white figure retreated into the shadows.

He seemed to be moving very slowly, but he withdrew more than 20 meters in an instant, not giving Ye Zixuan and the others a chance to pursue, and there were obstacles blocking his sight while retreating.

The three bodyguards chased forward with their guns in hand, as if they wanted to capture the white figure, Ye Zixuan shouted: "Don't chase!"

The assailant could seriously injure Mrs. Kuhua, and even shot four arrows in one hand, which broke the sharp weapon in his hand into two pieces. Three bodyguards of the Zhang family bit it, and they would die in all likelihood.

Zhang Zuimo also stopped it: "Back back!"

Staring at the two cut-off knives, she could also feel the domineering of the other party: "Tianlong, who is this?"

Ye Zixuan shook his head lightly: "I don't know, the other party can't tell anything except his eyes, just his posture and actions, he should be a young man." Then he looked at the Kuhua Shitai who had passed out again: "Leave it alone The origin of the other party, Zui Mo, I know this nun, Mrs. Kuhua, she is an upright person."

"It's more or less friendly. If you don't meet her, it's fine. If I do, I will try my best to save her."

Although rescuing Kuhua Shitai would provoke strong enemies, Ye Zixuan would not abandon her like this, not to mention having fought against the white figure, so he stepped forward to help Kuhua Shitai and said:

"Leave me a car, and I'll take her to the hospital."

Zhang Zuimo turned around and opened the car door: "Let's go together."

Ye Zixuan didn't say anything, nodded and got into the car with the person in his arms. Zhang Zuimo sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped forward.

"Master, hold on!"

Ye Zixuan took out a pill for the dead flower to swallow, and then took out the first aid kit for her to slowly bleed, three arrow wounds, the arrow broke off, but the arrow tip left her body.

If you don't pull it out, the blood will not stop, if you pull it out, you will die faster, Ye Zixuan can only try his best to keep the life of Mrs. Kuhua.

At the same time, I wondered who hurt the dead flowers?Why did you want to kill her?Ye Zixuan knew about Kuhua's skills, so he was a little more curious about the murderer.

During this period, Kuhua opened her lips several times, but she was unable to speak out when she wanted to say something.

Half an hour later, the BMW arrived at the Beijing Hospital. Zhang Zuimo called the hospital on the way, so just after the car stopped in the passageway of the ambulance, a movable bed and seven or eight medical staff rushed up to take care of the wounded. The heavy withered flower master first injected a needle of water to stabilize his body, and then pushed towards the operating room.

Although Ye Zixuan slowed down the blood of the withered flower master in the car and took pills, but the three broken arrows that penetrated into the body still restrained her vitality. If the wounds were not treated in time, she might not survive tonight, so everyone shot After mental treatment, when the bed was about to be pushed in, Dead Flower suddenly woke up, stared at Ye Zixuan not far away and shouted:
"You have to be careful,,, Ye Tiandang!"

Afterwards, she fell into a coma after being seriously injured, leaving behind a stunned Ye Zixuan: "Be careful with Ye Tiandang? Is her injury related to me?"

When the medical staff hurriedly carried the dead flowers into the operating table and closed the door, Zhang Zuimo, who was standing next to Ye Zixuan, handed him a bottle of clean water, then looked at the bright red light and said, "It's really strange, logically, At this time, she should call out the name of the murderer who chased and killed her, and let you avenge her or let you take care of your relatives."

"Why did you shout out a warning to tell you to be careful of Ye Tiandang?"

Zhang Zuimo twisted the clean water and took a sip: "Could it be that she was injured by Ye Tiandang? Could it be that the white figure is Ye Tiandang?" Then he leaned against Ye Zixuan and said in a low voice: "Is there such a possibility? Ye Tiandang deals with your secrets, Ye Tiandang knows her friendship with you, and if he is worried about leaking the secrets, he will kill people."

Ye Zixuan rubbed his head and stared at the front operating room with a wry smile: "Your guess is reasonable, but you can't judge too hastily, after all, it involves Ye Tiandang, so let's wait for Master Kuhua to wake up and see what's going on before making any plans." " Then he said softly to Zhang Zuimo: "Zuimo, it's getting late, you should go back first."

"I'll just keep it alone."

Zhang Zuimo shook his head stubbornly: "No, I'll stay with you. I don't know when the operation will take place. After the operation, I don't know when the dead flowers will wake up. You can't take a nap at will. After all, the white figure didn't kill you just now. Dropping dead flowers doesn't mean he will stop there, maybe turn around and pretend to be a doctor to silence him."

"There's always someone who needs to take turns watching with you."

Ye Zixuan smiled wryly: "You watch too much TV."

At this time, a black car was slowly driving into the garden on the west side of Ye's house, Ye Reform's residence. After passing through several checkpoints, the car stopped in front of the stairs of the main building. The door opened. Ye Tiandang, who was wearing a black vest, was fine Exhausted, he got out of the car door, carrying a white coat in his hand, and walked into the hall with lights still on.

He walked very slowly, as if every step weighed a thousand catties, but the guard wanted to step forward to help him, but he shook his head slightly to stop him.

"Tiandang, why did you come back so early today?"

A lady in Chinese clothes was watching TV on the sofa and asked with a smile: "Master Wuxin, who has always been strict with you, will let you go out early? You hurry to take a bath to treat the wound, and then come over for supper. Mom cooked bear's paw for you. It was your grandfather who had someone airlift it from the Northeast, he took people hunting in the afternoon, and happened to bump into a blind man."

"He knows that you have been practicing hard recently, so he sent someone to give you a boost."

Ye Tiandang didn't speak, but coughed lightly, as if he didn't want to waste too much energy.

The noble lady in Huayi, the mother of Ye Tiandang, Yan Xiaobing, the most beloved daughter of the Northeast King.

While speaking, she glanced at her son who didn't respond, jumped up with an ah, threw away the remote control and ran over, supported Ye Tiandang and shouted anxiously: "Why did you get hurt so badly tonight? Although your nose was bruised and your face was swollen before, but It can be seen that it is a trauma, why is your face so pale tonight? What kind of formation did Master Wuxin let you break?"

She felt that her son's palm was cold, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

"Reform, come out quickly, your son is injured."

Yan Xiaobing also shouted to the surrounding guards: "Hurry up, call the doctor."

"fine!"

Ye Tiandang walked to the sofa and sat down when the chickens and dogs were jumping around in a hurry. He threw the white coat aside, and then panted heavily:

"Tonight, I fought against Kuhua and suffered a little internal injury."

Yan Xiaobing was slightly taken aback: "Withered flowers? Is it the Qingmen priest who you spent a lot of money to invite to fight to measure the strength of yourself and Ye Tianlong?"

Ye Tiandang nodded: "Exactly."

Yan Xiaobing rubbed his hands: "You were hurt by her?"

Ye Reform, who walked out of the study, also asked, "How was the result?"

Ye Tiandang said three words calmly: "I lost."

(End of this chapter)