Jiaohua

Chapter 783 Put Your Words Here (One More)
The mountains above the slope were vast and open, and there was a lot of space to avoid the silver whip, but Qian Fengrong really couldn't find any room to fight back.

Another whip was received on his arm, and the sharp barbs were pulled into the flesh. Qian Fengrong was furious: "Didn't you already throw away the whip!"

"Who told you I only have one!" Xia Zhaoyi shouted coquettishly, and attacked again.

Seeing a silver light behind him on the right, Xia Zhaoyi changed direction.

With a "bang", Qian Fengrong stepped on the trap on the ground, which was the trap set by the villagers of Qingxiang Village.

The long whip in Xia Zhaoyi's hand followed closely behind. Qian Fengrong grabbed a long log and slapped her in the confusion. While she was avoiding it, he grabbed the trap with both hands and let out a loud roar. The clip was broken open by him forcefully.

"You want to deal with me?" Qian Fengrong grabbed the two-parted animal trap, raised his hand and threw it at Xia Zhaoyi, and then picked up a wooden board on the ground.

"Stinky bitch," Qian Fengrong said in a dark voice, "I really thought I was afraid of you, give me a knife, and I can chop you up!"

The mountain was cold and quiet, Xia Zhaoyi looked at him coldly, his dark and bright eyes seemed to have a cold light under the moonlight.

She was not tired from the long-distance chase, but she really didn't want to let this man go.

Qian Fengrong clenched the board in his hand, waiting for her next step.

Seeing her standing over there holding the whip, Qian Fengrong laughed loudly: "Why, you finally can't beat..."

Before the word "moving" came out, Xia Zhaoyi rushed towards him again.

Qian Fengrong turned around and ran away.

This place is full of traps, he is a fool here to confront her!

Xia Zhaoyi continued to chase and beat her fiercely, unexpectedly Qian Fengrong really didn't take his shame seriously, Xia Zhaoyi thought he was going to fight her with the rectangular plank, but he stuck it behind his trouser waist , holding on to her silver whip while running with one hand.

After chasing for nearly three miles, the voices of the militiamen who were chasing behind gradually faded away, and they had already stepped into the opponent's territory.

Qian Fengrong ran and shouted loudly, asking someone to come pick him up.

When the people down the mountain heard the sound, a large number of militiamen rushed over.

Seeing the militiamen running towards him, Qian Fengrong stopped, pulled out the board on his back, and beat Xia Zhaoyi.

The silver whip broke through the air and hit the wooden board, the sound of the impact was thick and deep in the night.

Qian Fengrong thought that he could use a wooden board to catch the barbs on the silver whip and snatch her barbs away, but he found that there was a mechanism on the whip that could retract the barbs freely.

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"What I am best at is making you unable to be a man!"

"Bitch!" Qian Fengrong slammed at her.

Xia Zhaoyi finally changed from attacking to dodging and defending, and suddenly saw an opportunity, the silver whip in her hand seemed to have eyes, and attacked the wound on his leg bitten by the trap.

Qian Fengrong groaned in pain and almost fell to the ground. Xia Zhaoyi sped up and rushed towards him, but Qian Fengrong could really carry it. He threw the board in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Your waist is so soft, which man is not tempted!"

"Don't fall into Lao Tzu's hands! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will tie you to the bed, and you will never get down in this life."

"Seeing that you are still young, have you ever tasted the taste of ecstasy? Huh? I will take you to Lele!"

"Little lady, you're cheap enough!"

The more Qian Fengrong talked, the more excited he became, and his hands became stronger and stronger.

"In front!" The militiamen ran up, "They are there!"

Suddenly, Xia Zhaoyi kicked the board in Qian Fengrong's hand to pieces.

The silver whip was thrown towards his face, Qian Fengrong quickly avoided it, but there was still a bloody gash on his face, just under the skin and flesh he had been beaten by her before, and the gash hadn't even healed.

The barb tore open the flesh, dripping with blood, Qian Fengrong stretched out his hand and wiped it: "You stinky bastard!"

He stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Xia Zhaoyi's silver whip reluctantly, Xia Zhaoyi immediately raised his knife, and cut off the silver whip with the dagger.

The broken half was thrown towards her by Qian Fengrong, Xia Zhaoyi quickly avoided it, Qian Fengrong turned and ran towards the militiamen in front.

Xia Zhaoyi, with a broken whip in one hand and a dagger in the other, stood where he was and watched him go away.

"Strong man Qian!"

"General Qian!"

The refugee soldiers shouted one after another.

Qian Fengrong was gasping for breath, and became irritable due to the severe pain.

He covered his face and looked back, and the migrant soldiers followed his gaze and looked up.

There are layers of clouds in the sky, sweeping the sky and the ground like a veil, the girl stands facing the wind, wearing a black tunic, thin and slender under the moonlight.

The lights from across the mountain fell behind her, spreading out a picture, she looked at Qian Fengrong coldly, her face was cold and pretty, her eyes were ice-like.

"Stinky bitch!" Qian Fengrong yelled, "Come on, keep chasing!"

"Eunuch," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I'll leave the words here, I won't let you die happily. I call you an eunuch, and I will make you an eunuch."

"I call you a bitch, and I will make you cry under me and beg me to call you my father!!" It is Qian Fengrong's strong point to use harsh and swear words.

Xia Zhaoyi turned around and walked away.

"How powerful do you think you are, bitch, what can you do with me!" Seeing her leave, Qian Fengrong immediately became more excited, "I have a lot of fun with the women in that room! Go back and ask her, is she right?" Not to make her happy!"

Xia Zhaoyi clenched the dagger and broken whip tightly in his hands, wishing he could chop him into pieces.

"Don't worry! It will be your turn soon! Remember everything I said today!"

Seeing the girl walking farther and farther without saying a word, Qian Fengrong stopped shouting.

When he first came to Youzhou, he met her on a boat, and what attracted him the most was this figure and her back.

He has seen so many women who have slept with her before, but only her back made him never forget it, and once haunted his dreams.

It's so fucking disgusting!

Qian Fengrong cursed in a low voice, his mouth was full of foam.

The ancestral hall in Qingxiang Village was preserved and was not damaged by the fire.

Old Mrs. Liu's house was half burnt down, but fortunately, the rescue was timely and it did not completely collapse.

According to statistics sent by Zhan Qiye, a total of [-] houses were destroyed, and three people were smoked to death and burned to death.

Except for these three people, nine people died in the attack and defense of the ditch, and six people died in the assassination in the village. The rest of the injured need to be counted separately according to serious injuries and minor injuries.

The opponent suffered more casualties, and the ditches that had just been cleaned up were splashed with fresh hot blood again, and dozens of people were captured alive by the hidden guards.

Zhan Qiye came to kill them with a big knife in his hand, Zhan Jiuye and Zhan Baye hurriedly stopped him, and Du Xuan also stepped forward, disapproving of his killing.

Mo Wuye became more dissatisfied the more he watched, and stepped forward to quarrel with Zhan Jiuye and the others.

Just as the two sides were arguing more and more fiercely because of these prisoners, a militiaman ran over quickly and shouted from a distance: "Miss Ali is back!"

Du Xuan turned his head to let Wu Shaoning watch here, he talked to Zhan Jiuye, and left quickly.

When Xia Zhaoyi was found, she had just taken over from a village doctor to set Zhi Changle's bones.

(End of this chapter)