Disarmed and returned to the field: the goddess of war returns to the village to engage in construct

Chapter 207
It seemed to hear Xiaoru's voice calling for help, which filled the air, and the cold wind whizzed by my ears.

Ye Qing whipped his horse and galloped along the silent street.

Nothing will happen!
Ye Qing muttered in a low voice in her heart, her face was almost numb due to the cold wind, her whole body seemed to be trembling slightly, but she still sat firmly on the horse.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Ye Qing shouted loudly.

There are people in front, but the horse is running too fast, and it is too late to get out of the way.

And that person was like a fool, let alone get out of the way, but stood there staring at Ye Qing blankly.

The speed is too fast, everything is too late.

If he rushed over directly, the person on the street would either be killed or injured.

Ye Qing had no choice but to pull the rein upwards, everything depended on God's will, and hoped that no one would be killed.

This horse was brought back from the Northwest by her, and they have a good understanding with each other in a few years.

Seeing that it was about to hit that person, the horse suddenly raised its front hooves, and the whole body of the horse flew past that person.

"Damn, don't you have eyes? It's great to have a horse." The drunk man staggered, pointing at the distant horse and cursing.

But he didn't know that he had just hovered outside the gate of hell and almost entered it.

"Zhang Zhongliang, you bastard, let my sister go quickly." Xiaozheng's shouts seemed so feeble in this silent night.

In the room, the lights were flickering, passing over the desperate girl's body layer by layer: "Brother, save me!"

Outside the door was Xiaozheng, who was being held down and covered in bruises. He was struggling desperately, trying to rescue Xiaoru who was separated by a wall.

Inside the door is a desperate Xiaoru.

Outside the door, there was a group of servants who laughed at Xiaozheng's overreaching. The sticks in their hands spared no effort to hit Xiaozheng's body, regardless of how much that person had breathed out or how much he had breathed in.

Inside the door is Zhang Zhongliang's ugly face.

"Hahahaha, boy, you are in danger and want to save your sister."

"The young master said, just hit him, and he will take care of the accident."

"The eldest young master can finally vent his anger. Isn't that boss Ye very crazy? He should have died in the cell by now."

"Sure, the young master has already sent someone over, it's strange, why hasn't that person come back for so long?"

"Shouldn't you run away?"

"How is it possible, the young master spent a lot of money to invite him over."

This is not the Zhang family's mansion, but a house purchased by Zhang Zhongliang.

It is located in a remote place, even if the people inside shout out their throats, no one will hear them.

With a terrifying scream in the room, Xiaozheng knew it was too late.

"Xiaoru!" Xiaozheng's heart-piercing screams echoed in the cold air for an instant.

Something seemed to blur his eyes, Ye Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, and it turned out to be tears.

But I didn't shed tears, why did tears flow?

Suddenly, a burst of heart palpitations hit, it came too suddenly and too fast, making Ye Qing feel short of breath instantly, and almost fell off the horse.

The horse seemed to sense her strangeness and slowed down.

After slowing down, Ye said softly: "Don't stop, speed up, if you are late, you will be too late."

"Who? How dare you break into a private house." The servant on duty looked angrily at the person who came in through the fence.

Ye Qing didn't hide her whereabouts, if it wasn't for the time limit, she would have kicked the door open long ago.

After coming down from the fence, she wanted to go straight to the backyard, but unfortunately this short-sighted person stopped her.

Ye Qing looked over coldly, and the servant suddenly felt that these were not the eyes that a human being should have, but Shura from hell, otherwise, why were those eyes so cold, so cold that it made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts!

"Where is Zhang Zhongliang?"

"Over there." The servant said dumbfoundedly.

"Lead the way, hurry up!"

The servant ran forward desperately, afraid that if he slowed down a bit, his head would fall to the ground.

"Old Zhang, what are you doing in such a panic?" Someone in front suddenly shouted.

Ye Qing raised his hand suddenly, and flew a dagger towards the eyebrows of the famous family member Ding. The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell down with a bang.

Jia Ding was too frightened to run away when his companion fell to the ground.

Ye Qing took out the dagger and said coldly: "Do you want to be next?"

Jia Ding shook his head: "No, no."

When they arrived at the main courtyard, the scene outside the door made Ye Qing's heart ache.

On the ground was a bloody man, motionless, not sure if he was dead or alive.

But he still kept crawling forward, and the direction was the door a few steps away from him!

With the blood all over his body, one can tell how painful this person has been through before.

I couldn't see his face, but his face was definitely full of despair and anger.

Is it Xiaozheng?

Xiaozheng, there is nothing wrong with you.

I will not allow you to have an accident under my nose.

Surrounding him were two servants holding wooden sticks.

"Xiaozheng?" Ye Qing rushed over and turned him over, and that person was Xiaozheng.

It's just that his breath is very weak, and his life is at stake.

The sorrow and hatred in his heart surged up like a galloping sea.

"Xiaozheng!" Ye Qing brandished his dagger and screamed sharply, his voice pierced through the clouds and echoed in the silent night sky.

She could no longer calm down, and immediately drew her knife out.

As fast as lightning, it pierced into the chest of a servant.

The right foot followed and kicked the man's lower body heavily, and his left hand became a claw, grabbing the man's neck firmly.

There was a crisp bone dislocation sound, and before the man had time to scream, he fell limply on the ground and turned into a corpse.

In an instant, the two were dead.

The servant who led the way was really scared to pee this time. It didn't take long for the three lives to disappear before his eyes, and he was about to shout for help!
I just felt black in front of my eyes and blood splattered.

And then, unable to move any more, he stepped in his brother's footsteps.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

This scene is the eternal pain in Ye Qing's heart.

If time could be turned back, she would rather not open any shop, and would rather not have been to Liangquan City.

If she hadn't been to Liangquan City, she wouldn't be able to recruit people, and there wouldn't be brothers and sisters Xiaozheng coming to interview.

There will be no subsequent series of tragedies.

It was all her fault, she was the one to blame.

There was a strong smell of blood in the house, mixed with the smell of blood, which made people sick.

That desperate woman was like a corpse, her tears had long since dried up and her eyes were red and swollen.

Hearing the voice, the man raised his head.

"Ye Qing?" Zhang Zhongliang's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Shouldn't she have died in the cell?

That chicken leg has been filled with enough medicine, as long as she eats it, that person will succeed, and there will be no such person as Ye Qing in this world.

"Bastard, take your life." Ye Qing shouted suddenly, and with all his strength, the dagger directly stabbed Zhang Zhongliang's chest.

Zhang Zhongliang wanted to hide, but it was too late, he watched the dagger piercing his heart.

"You are so brave!" Zhang Zhongliang looked at the dagger on his chest in disbelief.

Maybe the speed was too fast and the dagger was too sharp. At this moment, he didn't feel any pain yet, and he was still speaking so confidently.

"Beast, today is your death day."

"Zhang, Zhang, the family will not let you go, you will die without a place to bury!"

Ye Qing seemed to hear a joke, and said coldly: "I don't know if I will die without a burial, but I'm sure you will definitely die without a burial."

Then said: "I said, next time, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life, no, you have no chance to regret it."

"what!"

There was a huge scream, and under the sharp blade, an ugly thing fell to the ground, bloody.

Ye Qing patched his neck again, Zhang Zhongliang kicked his feet, and closed his eyes forever.

"Little Ru!"

With the cold air coming, Ye Qing rushed forward.

Pulling off the quilt, he wrapped Xiaoru in his arms and hugged her, his voice choked with sobs: "Xiaoru, don't be afraid, I'm here."

She hugged the woman in her arms tightly, kept patting her on the back, and comforted her over and over again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

And Xiaoru is like a puppet, without a trace of life.

"Little Ru..."

A small voice slowly resounded in the air, trembling with a trace of deep despair, Ye Qing hugged her, looking at Xiao Ru's eyes in a panic, a rare panic appeared in her always firm eyes.

However, Xiaoru still didn't respond at all, just like a piece of wood.

Ye Qing tremblingly said: "Xiao Ru, look at me, I am Ye Qing."

Finally, Xiaoru's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the man with cloudy eyes in front of her.

"Boss..." The voice was hoarse, barely audible.

"Xiao Ru, don't be afraid, I'll take you home right away." Ye Qing said in a crying voice.

"Boss, I, I..." Xiaoru's voice was hoarse, and a few traces of blood emerged from the corners of her lips.

"Don't say anything, don't say anything." Ye Qing bit her lower lip tightly and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take you home right away."

"Boss, I'm so scared."

Ye Qing's eyes became sour, and big tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.

Ye Qing tightly hugged Xiaoru's body, choked up and said: "Go, go back now."

Ye Qing wiped away the tears on her face, picked up Xiao Ru, and walked out the door.

"Boss." Xiaoru said suddenly, "Hurry up and save my brother!"

"Okay! I'm going to save him now."

Ye Qing stepped on the man's body on the ground and strode out!

"Catch them, don't let them get away."

It turned out that the servants heard the screams and hurried over with weapons in hand.

Seeing the corpse on the ground and Ye Qing who came out holding Xiao Ru, she knew something had happened.

They didn't know that their master had already gone to hell to report.

Ye Qing: "Xiao Ru, close your eyes."

The next scene was too bloody for her to watch.

Before the servants could run forward, a lightning-like cold light came towards them.

Even if she hugs someone, it doesn't affect Ye Qing's movements.

A line of blood spurted out instantly, and the dagger in Ye Qing's hand was inserted into the chest of a servant.

She is no longer merciless, and the knife is fatal.

"Housekeeper!" Several stern roars sounded at the same time, and someone rushed forward.

Ye Qing was instantly filled with violent anger, without any mercy.

Pulling out the dagger from the man's chest, blood spurted out, splashing Ye Qing's face.

She didn't move at all, and with a flash of her body, she escaped the sneak attack of a servant.

Immediately afterwards, a flying knife shot away suddenly, and it just shot into the heart of the servant in front. The man's face was full of disbelief, his eyes were round, and he fell to the ground.

Ye Qing soared into the air in an instant, her body was like a dexterous civet cat, and like an eagle spreading its wings, holding the dagger tightly.

Jumping on the body of a servant, the bloodthirsty dagger plunged into his neck, and bright red blood spurted out instantly.

Ye Qing didn't care at all, and when he turned around, another ray of cold light pierced the heart of another famous family member. He raised the knife and dropped it, and the two lives instantly became corpses.

"Swish"!
In the cold wind, the icy knife cut the human trachea, like a series of life-threatening notes.

The servants who were close to him stepped back cautiously, never wanting to get close to this man with the aura of Shura.

Ye Qing held Xiao Ru in one hand and a dagger in the other, blocking people all the way, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, like a fierce tiger, powerful as a broken bamboo.

Ye Qing never knew that he could have such great strength.

The cold wind blew past her thin and thin shoulders, and she looked coldly at the accomplices on the opposite side.

It is this group of people who follow Zhang Zhongliang to do evil, and if they are not taught a lesson, it will be difficult to appease the hatred in their hearts.

Everyone was frightened. They held up sticks or knives in their hands, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Ye Qing's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, like a wild wolf, ready to attack at any time.

"Quick, quick, report to the police." Someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly!

It's been so long and so many people have died, why didn't they think of going to the police.

This boss Ye is too strong, only the government can suppress him.

The servant who was rushing towards the gate hadn't come out a few steps.

A piercing sound rang in his ears instantly, and before he could react, a sharp dagger had already been inserted into the back of his head.

The sharp pain from the back of his head made him scream out loud.

However, after just a while, the screams stopped, and he had already gone underground to accompany his master.

"Report to the government?" Ye Qing sneered coldly: "Today is your death day, even if the government comes, it will not be able to save you."

"Boss Ye! Please spare us! Ah!"

There was a sound of screams, and at the moment of life and death, the fear of death made these people lose their minds, and they yelled frantically: "It is the order from the young master, we are just following the order!"

"Boss Ye, please spare us!"

"Boss Ye..."

However, people always have to pay the price for their actions.

Soon, the whole yard returned to calm.

The long wind picked up quietly, and a hoarse voice came, which broke the dead silence again, but added a bit of sadness to the courtyard.

"Boss, Xiaozheng has gone." It was Lin Xiaochuan who had narrowly escaped death and knelt on the ground, looking helplessly at Xiaozheng who had closed his eyes.

One sentence, he went, hurt everyone's heart.

A drop of tear suddenly slipped down from Xiaoru's eyes.

She was like a broken doll, tears fell line by line, her mind was blank.

That was her elder brother who depended on each other for life, and now Yin and Yang are separated.

Ye Qing burst into tears, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Woo... ah!"

Ye Qing finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she covered her mouth and cried out uncontrollably.

Ye Qing held the dagger in her hand, her brows were tightly furrowed, her chest was heaving violently, there was mad killing rushing in her eyes, like sea water overwhelming the sky, rushing to wreak havoc on everything.

With thousands of words stuck in his throat, Ye Qing remembered that young man with a shy expression on his face, and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, are you still recruiting here?"

(End of this chapter)