Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 115 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (43)

When he came back to his senses, Lou Zhuang had already gone down.

Chu Yuanqing wanted to arrest him, but he could only watch helplessly as the dark blue skirt slipped through his fingers.

Chu Yuanqing: "!!!"

He roared: "Fuyang, protect the princess!"

Fu Yang heard the sound and looked over, and soon found Lou Zhuang in the crowd.

She raised her foot and kicked the assassin over, snatched the long sword from the opponent, and grabbed the opponent's throat.

The whole movement is clean and neat, as smooth as flowing water.

The corner of Fu Yang's mouth twitched, and while dealing with the assassin, he approached Lou Zhuang.

Lou Zhuang raised her voice: "Protect Chu Yuanqing, don't worry about me!"

Swinging the long sword, the assassin's throat was cut with a "chi", and the assassin fell to the ground with a bang.

Fu Yang: "." Why don't you just divide me into two halves?

Looking at the butler who was dodging and gloating, Lou Zhuang killed the assassin with a sword and went straight to the butler.

The butler bumped into Lou Zhuang head-on, and before he could escape, Lou Zhuang turned around and nimbly hid behind him.

Lou Zhuang's face was paralyzed: "I'm so scared, butler protect me quickly."

Before the steward could react, the assassin's sword was already in front of him.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the long sword pierced his chest, giving him a chill.

Like a watering can, the butler spewed out a mouthful of blood from the boss.

Lou Zhuang dodged narrowly, and when he approached at this moment, he backhanded his sword and pierced the opponent.

Blood spattered, and spots of blood fell on Lou Zhuang's face.

Porcelain white and bright red.

Pure and bloody.

This scene fell into Chu Yuanqing's eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart beat more violently.

The fingertips unconsciously caressed the position on the side of the waist, separated by several layers of clothes, it was a hidden pocket on the obscene clothes.

A piece of rice paper was carefully stored there.

The autumn wind was blowing, and a strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

The midday sun was warm and warm.

Everything seemed to become clearer.

There were quite a few assassins, at least forty or fifty, and they came straight to Chu Yuanqing's order.

Fortunately, the elite soldiers who accompanied him were very skilled in martial arts, including Fuyang as a personal bodyguard and Lou Zhuang as a weapon, they were quickly strangled to death.

After cleaning up the stumped limbs and the blood dripping all over the ground, everyone set off again to the hot spring village.

The wheels of the carriage turned "wheels", and Chu Yuanqing turned slightly sideways to bandage Lou Zhuang.

The light yellow medicinal powder sprinkled on the finger-long wound, Chu Yuanqing lowered his head, and blew gently twice: "Does it hurt?"

The man's tone was too gentle, Lou Zhuang blinked, didn't take it seriously, and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

When she first joined the army, she was still a soldier with no background or background.

In order to obtain military merit and rank, and to reach the top as soon as possible, she always rushes to the forefront every time, and injuries are inevitable.

I still feel pain once or twice, and after a long time, I feel that's the case.

Even if the pain makes tears roll in the eyes, they will never fall.

Chu Yuanqing breathed out, looking at Lou Zhuang with deep and dark eyes: "When we get to Zhuangzi, let Uncle Fan come over and show you."

There is no fixed time for the onset of the poison of seizing the heart, worried that Chu Yuanqing would be poisoned in Zhuangzi, Fan Chengtian insisted on following him regardless of his own old bones.

Chu Yuanqing couldn't make the old man change his decision, so he could only let him.

With the palms facing up, Lou Zhuang let Chu Yuanqing wrap several layers of gauze on her forearms, and carefully tidied up the rolled up sleeves.

"I'm not that delicate." Lou Zhuang withdrew her hand, feeling that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange, she pursed her lower lip and said, "I'll be fine in a few days."

(End of this chapter)