Hand Medicine Fragrance

Chapter 222 Same, Different

Liang Yue's eyes turned red.

I don't know whether it was the color dyed by the red clouds in the sky, or the situation in front of him, which made him too annoyed.

I saw a few men in embroidered clothes surrounding two young children, a man and a woman, at the base of the wall.

The girl's clothes had already been stripped off, leaving only a small bellyband embroidered with koi carps, hanging on her body, swaying in the wind, which could not cover her immature body at all.

There were several huge finger prints on her tender body, some of which were even bruised in color.

"Don't come here!" The little boy was not much better than the girl, and his clothes had been ripped off, but he stretched out his hand to block the girl.

The boy was obviously terrified, trembling all over, with tears rolling in his eyes, but he opened his arms, blocking the wolf-like eyes of the embroidered clothes, "Let me go, my sister, whatever you want to do with me. She still Little, she is only seven years old..."

Liang Yue gritted her teeth.

In the depths of the memory, the things that have been sealed up are ready to be revealed, wanting to break out of the ground.

"We want you, and we want the little girl behind you!" The embroiderer rubbed his hands and laughed.

"No, brother, I'm afraid..." The little girl hugged her shoulders with both hands, shrunk to the ground, her eyes were dim with tears, and her voice was panicked.

Would he kneel down and beg them?

Liang Yue's eyes fell on the little boy.

He would naively kneel down and beg them to let her go, even if he was killed and humiliated, it was better than her going through all this as a weak woman...

He would kowtow to them and endure their endless teasing, teasing, and humiliation...

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the weak and pitiful girl was molested by a group of dirty beasts...

Liang Yue stood still, her eyes were red, and the two fists hanging by her side slowly tightened.

He just watched, waiting for the boy to kneel down and beg these people.

"You beasts! I will fight with you! You are not human! His Royal Highness will defeat you! He will save us! You will die!" The boy did not kneel down and beg for mercy as he expected.

On the contrary, he became violent suddenly, and used his small body to bump into those embroidered clothes.

The embroiderer put his hand against the boy's head, and with a wave of his hand, the boy was pushed down and hit the city wall.

A dull sound.

The boy let out a muffled grunt, his face fell to the ground, he fell heavily, and seemed to be struggling to get up.

The girl screamed in fright and cried, "Brother, brother, get up, get up!"

The boy struggled and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Still guarding the little girl behind him, "You guys will die! You will die! We, brother and sister, are ghosts, and we won't let you go!"

Bright red blood flowed from the boy's nose.

The blood seemed to stimulate Liang Yue's nerves, making his eyes even more irritable and angry.

Several embroiderers came forward with lewd smiles, and they pulled the little boy.Although the little boy struggled violently, in the hands of several grown men who possessed martial arts skills, his little resistance was almost negligible.

The little girl was pulled up from the ground by an embroiderer.

Her face was pale with fright, and her screaming voice broke.

The embroiderer tore off the last apron on her body, raised her hand and threw it behind her.

The bellyband was blown up by the wind and fluttered down.

But the hand of the embroiderer reached for the little girl's lower body, and said with a lewd smile: "Seven years old, you are really at the age of a flower... so tender, the taste must not be..."

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He snorted and stopped all his movements.

He lowered his head slowly, only to see the sharp tip of the sword protruding from his chest.

On the tip of the sword, there was still dripping blood dripping down.

He loosened his grip, and the little girl fell to the ground.

The little girl looked at the bright red color in front of her, and at the long sword, she was so frightened that she even forgot to cry, she just hugged her immature shoulders and stood there tremblingly.

"Who, how dare you! How dare you assassinate the embroidered envoy?!" Seeing this, several embroidered envoys immediately drew their swords.

Liang Yue was standing with his back to them, looking down at the terrified little girl, the blood red in his eyes had not faded away.

The girl in front of him seemed to have been crushed by several men in turn.

He saw blood flowing from the girl's body...

He saw the girl screaming in panic and fear, and then gradually lost her voice...like a rag doll, letting those beasts wreak havoc on her...

"Be careful, strong man!" A boy's voice came from the side.

The swords of several embroiderers were already very close to him.

He suddenly let out a low growl, drew out his long sword that pierced through the man's chest, and swung his backhand.

Dangdang, the sound of weapons colliding, at the foot of the city wall, was almost deafening.

But it was not as touching as his low growl.

Those embroiderers seemed to recognize him, "Liang Qianhu, Mr. Qianhu..."

His sword didn't stop at all.

"Liang Qianhu, you actually did something to your own people. If you let the commander know..." Before he finished speaking, the man's head tilted to the side.

Hot blood splattered all over the ground.

"Run!" The remaining embroidered clothes made a U-turn.

Liang Yue turned over and jumped in front of them.

"My own..." Before he finished shouting, the man fell to the ground, a bloody hole was pierced through his heart.

Seeing this, the rest of the people exchanged glances, "Since Liang Qianhu doesn't want us to leave, then we can only fight hard."

After finishing speaking, several people moved at the same time.

Liang Yue didn't even change her face, and turned around.

His soft sword is sometimes hard and sometimes soft, and the silver light flashes quickly, but the blade is invisible.

It's just a matter of breathing.

The last red glow on the horizon also faded, and the sky completely darkened.

The last embroidered clothes let the lifeless fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Holding the sword in her hand, Liang Yue stood under the darkened sky, her body froze and motionless.

The wind blew across his face and his ears.There was a strong smell of blood, and the hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, making a slight noise.

He remained motionless, as if time had stood still.

The little boy hurriedly took off the clothes that could barely cover his shame, and wrapped them around his sister.He stumbled to Liang Yue again.

The boy knelt down with a thud, "Thank you, the strong man, and thank you benefactor for saving me! Thank you benefactor, a villain is like an ox and a horse, and I have to repay my benefactor!"

Wrapped in the boy's clothes, the little girl crouched shyly at the base of the wall, her frightened eyes stared at Liang Yue intently, without blinking.

Liang Yue bent down and pulled a piece of cloth from the embroiderer, wiped off the blood on the sword, put away the sword, turned around and left, ignoring the little boy.

But the little boy got up and chased him and said: "Engong, please take us to join the former prince! Please don't abandon us!"

Liang Yue's footsteps paused, "You think I'm looking for the first prince?"

"Engong must be a man of the first emperor. Rumors say that the former prince has many martial arts heroes under his command, so is Engong?" the little boy asked with admiration.

"Didn't you hear that they called me Qianhu?" Liang Yue stood still and asked in a cold voice.

"But benefactor killed them? Benefactor saved us, benefactor is different from them!" The little boy raised his face.

Under the dark night, the boy was full of innocence.

"I am no different from them. I am also an embroiderer." Liang Yue looked down at the little boy, "Now, do you still want to follow me?"

The little man was taken aback for a moment, as if taken aback, he staggered back a step.

The little girl who was squatting at the base of the wall stood up slowly, moved behind the little boy step by step, and whispered, "Daddy was arrested as a soldier, and mother was...be..."

She sniffed, choked up and unable to speak.

With a stiff face, the little boy turned around and said, "Don't be afraid."

"We have nowhere to go... Please... Please..." The little girl looked up at Liang Yue.

Liang Yue closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "What do you beg me for? I've already told you that I'm also an embroiderer. I'm not going to find the first prince! I'm going back to Beijing! Back to the palace! Xiang Sheng Return to the Commander of the Embroidery Envoy! Where do you want me to take you?"

The little girl burst into tears.

The little boy hugged her shoulders, comforted her in a low voice, and wiped away her tears.

Liang Yue walked away with a stride, and after taking seven or eight strides, she suddenly turned back.

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, then turned around.

Liang Yue bent over and carried him on his shoulders.

The little girl was also held in Liang Yue's arms.

The little girl hugged Liang Yue's neck tightly, holding back her crying.

"Loosen up a little." Liang Yue said hoarsely, "It's too tight, I can't breathe."

The little girl quickly let go of her hands, lay on his shoulders, and buried her entire face on his shoulders.

Liang Yue walked quickly.

But not in the direction of the capital.

He ran and almost flew up without his feet touching the ground.

With one on his shoulder and one in his arms, he gradually moved away from the walls of the capital, and turned towards the direction where he was let go this morning.

(End of this chapter)