son, who is your father

Chapter 329: Life and Death (4)
Hearing Bai Wushang's cry, before he raised his head, warm liquid sprayed on his face and chest, his tall body froze for a moment, his phoenix eyes looked at Hong Ling who was vomiting blood in disbelief, and there was another A fingertip-pointed vine branch pierced her body, with bright red hanging on it, and it was falling drop by drop on the ground, splashing on the falling yellow leaves, alluring and poignant.

The blood on his face was spurted from her mouth. It's not that he has never seen blood before, it's not that he has never killed someone. He has seen many scenes of blood flowing into rivers on the battlefield, and he has been rescued by his subordinates before. But at that time he thought it was a matter of course, but at this moment he was moved, because of a little girl, his dead heart was moved, even though he understood at the moment when he looked up, she saved him because she didn't want to be harmless sad!

She is really a good girl and a good subordinate!No wonder she and Wushang regard her as a relative!

The corner of Chu Junmo's mouth twitched slightly after he was out of breath, and he looked at Hongling. In fact, if she didn't save him, she could protect herself. He was not her master, and his life and death had nothing to do with her!Even if she doesn't save him, he won't blame her!
"I'm sorry I stained your clothes, Hongling is useless..." I can't save you!She used all her strength to cut that sword, so she couldn't hide from the danger behind her.Being trained as a killer since childhood, she knew that sooner or later she would die, so she acted indifferently at this time, and all she cared about was actually getting his face dirty.There is a kind of dignity that has penetrated into her bones. She has always considered others, and even her own life is like a piece of thin paper.

The body was pulled by a strong force, the Panlong sword flashed a few points of cold light, cut off the branches and vines that accompanied Hongling, the Xuanbing sword technique danced airtightly, the plain hand let go of Bai Wushang in his arms, and his fingertips flew quickly The location was at her wound, and immediately he took out a bottle carved with Molan from his bosom, before it stretched out, Bai Wushang took it quickly, opened the bottle cap, poured out the pill, and stuffed it into Hongling's mouth. In one go.

"Silly girl..." After Bai Moyi said this, he remained silent, but his face became more serious.She wanted to say that she shouldn't be so stupid in the future, and don't risk her life to save people like this, but saying this would inevitably hurt Chu Junmo's heart, and it would even make Bai Wushang who had accepted Chu Junmo feel cold. However, in her eyes, Hong Ling is much more important than Chu Junmo, and she doesn't want Chu Junmo to die, but if she has to choose one of the two, she can only say sorry, because she has always been selfish!
Bai Moyi is a human being, not a god. Even though she has few opponents in martial arts now, when she is facing inexhaustible natural plants, she also gets tired sometimes.

The plain white dress was scratched by the thorns on the branches, and there were countless holes. She had never felt so close to the breath of death, as if the god of death was within her reach in every breath. Standing there, she was watching her wrestling with the beast with playful eyes, struggling on the verge of life and death.

Water was overflowing from her stunningly cool face, and the corners of her tightly pursed lips revealed the exhaustion of her body from the inside out.

At this moment, a strange whine sounded, and all the objects attacking her suddenly changed directions following the sound, trapping the four of them firmly in the tree prison that was erected in an instant.

Because of saving Hongling, Bai Moyi was also trapped here, her body was tightly bound by vines, and Bai Wushang was tied to her body. Fortunately, she was not injured, but maybe because of the tightness, her small face looked a little painful , but stubbornly closed his small mouth, and his two small hands tightly grasped his mother's clothes. Although small, there was no trace of fear on his small face.

The inevitable trend, the four people were trapped here, although they couldn't move, they also relieved Chu Junmo's life, and the strange low voice in the air with piercing eardrums also caught them with their hands, and with the wind The falling leaves in the air, with a whirling lingering sound, hovered above everyone's heads, and slowly disappeared in this quiet dense forest.

The depressive feeling also dissipated from everyone's hearts along with the quiet surroundings. The wrists of Bai Moyi's hands were precisely trapped by those vine branches that seemed to have souls. The thorn pierced into the body, causing a numb pain, the arm felt sore and limp, and the mind was slightly stunned, this thorn actually has the function of anesthesia.

Qingling's eyes narrowed slightly and swept across the naive and guilty Chu Junmo without a trace, the shattering cold light scattered in the air thinly, a kind of icy and snowy air mixed with a heavy dark breath came from her peerless youth. The unparalleled figure of Qingzi stretched around, her cherry-colored red lips were tightly pressed, and there was a mocking hook at the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly there is a feeling that she is like a joke, living in the hands of others, no matter how she turns and fights, everyone around her is still thinking of some kind of attack.

The other hand wrapped around Bai Wushang's body gently caressed the thin shoulder between the thin vines, the small black head lay in ambush in her arms with his wholehearted dependence, his cold eyes fell There was a touch of tenderness on the little person in his arms, but an unknown and inexplicable determination flowed faintly deep inside.

"Miss, I'm sorry, it's Hong Ling who caused you trouble!" The weak and growling voice was full of anxiety and guilt. Although the wound on his body was stopped by Bai Moyi's acupoints, he was quickly touched by Bai Wushang. medicine, but it was only for a moment, the medicine only touched a little bit on the wound, and the burning pain spread all over her body, so painful that she felt that she would stop breathing in a second, but her heart never She felt the real respect and selfless care of her family like never before. Even if she died at this moment, she would have no regrets.

The blue wave streamer fell on the red figure, with a slight heartache, it settled on the wet clothes on her chest, from there, there was an infinitely disgusting but infinitely sad sweet smell, Qing Ling's voice contained There was a softness like the warm sun falling in the snow wind, "Silly girl, I told you that we are one family!"

"Yes, Aunt Ling, don't talk anymore, you have to preserve your strength, let alone cry, the wound will bleed again when you cry, look, I don't have the hands to help you with the medicine now, don't forget you You promised me something!" Bai Wushang opened his big worried eyes with heartbreaking tears in his eyes, and at the end, he laughed with tears like a joke.In the blink of an eye, a five-year-old child has learned to comfort others and learn to have fun while suffering.

(End of this chapter)