Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 38, Wooden Knife
The breeze was just for a moment, and Yu Wuluo, who was immersed in the inner battle, seemed to have spent a long time. She struggled to force herself, only her face was raised.

In the following eyes, the distant sword parted the mist, Xue Menghu was suppressed, Lei Fengqi and Gao Shan shot away like arrows.

Yu Wuluo hated herself, and once again burst into courage in the trembling, waved her hand, and drew her sword again.

The blood seemed to hit the face, and there was a bloody smell at the end of the nose. It was human blood, it was a life, and the murderous scene reappeared before his eyes.

The timidity came back to her heart from her tenderness, this is her fixed route every time she was timid, she softened her fingers first and then became timid, her knife stopped at her waist without moving, only whimpering and whistling to express her dissatisfaction.

Tears burst from the corners of her eyes, and once again she lowered her face in frustration, watching, unreasonably lovable.

The eagle howled and screamed, as if comforting.

Lei Fengqi immediately turned around and looked at her again, seeing that Xiao Yu was still in a sad posture, he became more and more worried about leaving her behind.

Xue Menghu's situation was getting worse and worse. With one against seven, he retreated steadily, staggered and fell to the ground at any time with his chaotic footsteps, and received the sword with his fine body.

Lei Fengqi pursed his lips, straightened his arms, and hooked his fingers upwards.

There was a whistling sound in the night mist, and a short gun flew towards the sky. Lei Fengqi stretched his arms to hold it, and shouted: "Gaoshan!"

Gao Shantou, who was entangled with a man with his bare hands and wrestled with him, did not turn back, and shrank under the horse's belly.

The short spears were tightly connected, and then they came to the side of the mountain. There was a scream, someone fell off the horse, and the short spears plunged into the ground, struggling and shaking a few times as the man was dying, and then stayed where he was, as if it had been rooted here since ancient times. Tree.

After Lei Fengqi threw one, another short spear flew to his hand in the night mist, he caught it and held it high, fixed like a Mount Tai, staring at the distance to fight with majesty.

The short spear was quick, and Lei Fengqi was also quick to catch it. When Xue Menghu and others were distracted to look at one of them, they saw Lei Fengqi who was like a general, and his posture was as stable as a mountain.

He was full of murderous aura, and for a moment his aura was far stronger than Yu Wuluo's knife.

Bloodthirsty has always been people, knives, and innocent people since ancient times.

No one saw how the pistol got into Lei Fengqi's hands, and in this situation, they couldn't calmly consider Lei Fengqi's hole card. It should be like this. After the people who surrounded and killed Xue Menghu realized it, "the wind is tight", I don't know who Shout out, let's all run away together.

Lei Fengqi narrowed his eyes, killing everything is a taboo on the battlefield, if one is not careful, he will be ambushed, but for those who kill wantonly, there is no lesson.

He exhaled and said, "Hi!"

The short spear left his hand, drew a beautiful arc in the mist, and greeted the back of the last rider like a devouring one.

"thump."

With just this sound, the person fell to the ground and remained motionless, already losing his life.

Xue Menghu stared straight at his eyes, he didn't expect this young man to be so brave.

Gao Shan shrugged his shoulders. He had seen it many times and didn't take it seriously.

When Yu Wuluo took advantage of this scene to arouse her blood boiling, she immediately drew out her sword with even greater frustration, and Yan Lingdao also expressed greater dissatisfaction through her low moan.

Through the snow-white fingers, it was transmitted from the scabbard to the master's heart.

The group sat back by the bonfire again, Yu Wuluo squeezed the wine bag tightly and couldn't stop drinking, her face soon fainted, so as to conceal her paleness that had faded from blood.

For those who are poor and rich in martial arts, the Yu family can afford the food, clothes and shoes needed for martial arts, and the hardships of martial arts cannot be reduced in the slightest.

The yin and yang are still and moving, and the breath is spitting. After falling into the door, Yu Wu really likes it.

There is nothing to do in the boudoir. She is smart and learns from female celebrities and quickly masters cooking skills. Her grandfather took time to teach poetry and books, and spent a lot of free time on martial arts.

It seems to be a part of her life, and now, she can't draw the knife in the face of rape.

Grandpa said that reading educates people.

Yu Wuluo thought about it, practicing martial arts not only keeps fit but also protects the family and saves people at critical times.

Is she a butterfly with broken wings, or a goshawk with broken wings?

She was so angry that she couldn't figure out how to get out of the knot in her heart.

On the opposite side of the bonfire, Xue Menghu complimented Lei Fengqi on his great skills, but Lei Fengqi still prevaricated: "I said, there are too many capable people in the family, they can't show me, and the elders hate me for not being an official. I hate that I can’t get ahead, so I’ll just be a businessman, and if I don’t become an official, I don’t have to compete with anyone, let them have a philistine relative, and it’s okay to wipe their noses away, I’m very happy.”

Gao Shan drank wine with his nonsense, but couldn't laugh. It could be seen that Xiao Yu had a difficult heart, as long as he was a brother, he would worry about him.

Xiaoyu's temper is eight hundred miles away from me.

Gao Shan had encountered many such obstacles in front of the three girls of Lei's family, so he would not sit down and persuade them.

While drinking, he listened to Lei Feng's nonsense with his left ear and went out with his right ear.What I think about in my mind is Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, when will you get better, my brother.

It was the first time to kill himself to frighten himself, and Gao Shan had it too. Not only was he frightened, he had nightmares for half a year.

Seeing Xiao Yu annoyed, Gao Shan was also depressed.

In the nearest canopy, eagles watched curiously over fires and people, keeping vigil for their master and others.

The bonfire was divided into two ends. The younger cousin of the fifth uncle’s family pulled up the curtain and slept on one side. On the other side, the mountain was closest to the bonfire. Lei Fengqi sat in the middle, and Xue Menghu slept next door.

Holding the wood in his hand, Lei Fengqi was cutting it with a short knife.

In the distance, someone quietly took out a gun and carried a person to clean the ground.

The big eagle on the dense canopy hooked its head and looked over again.

Yu Wuluo dreamed about her nanny, she opened her mouth to talk, but she couldn’t hear her, the nanny kept talking, but she couldn’t hear her, until she heard footsteps in her ears, she woke up and held the knife, put her finger on the handle, and depression hit again
Outside the curtain, Lei Fengqi squatted down and put down something, and said softly: "Use this for now, you will get better."

When the footsteps returned to the opposite side of the bonfire, Yu Wuluo raised the curtain and saw a wooden knife held up by the tender grass on the ground.

It's not exquisite, but the handle of the scabbard is carved out. If you don't look carefully, it turns out to be a new knife.

The surface is sanded and the firelight shines smooth.

Yu Wuluo forgot to wipe it with a new veil. Picking up the knife, she seemed to feel the warmth of his remaining fingers, and smiled sweetly.

At five o'clock, Gao Shan opened his eyes, and saw that today was not his earliest, Xiao Yu was sitting opposite the bonfire.

Gao Shan greeted cautiously: "Ha, good morning brother, I'll make breakfast right now."

Yu Wuluo was in a good mood and gave him a bright smile.

Gao Shan turned pale with shock: "Hey, you have an extra knife?" He saw it with sharp eyes.

Lei Feng sat up, and chattered angrily: "Prodigal son! It's nothing to add money! You can forget about the wooden knife, let me take another look at your money-wasting things, and I want to send you back to five. Uncle's house."

Gao Shan suddenly realized that he was very displeased, and said in a low voice: "I carve more beautifully than you, why don't you let me do it?"

Xue Menghu couldn't fall asleep, he asked tentatively: "Brother Lei, since you are dissatisfied with this knife, are you willing to sell it?"

(End of this chapter)