idle mistress

Chapter 26 Daughter Body

Zhao Yan hurriedly reminded, "Zhao Fu, be careful behind you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Weiqiu's foot slipped and he fell down the cliff.

The masked man in black turned around and saw Zhao Yan standing behind him with a long knife in his hand, with a look of panic in his eyes; he bravely stepped forward to fight Zhao Yan, and he was quickly overwhelmed by one-on-one. After being stabbed twice by Zhao Yan, he flew forward with all his strength, and fled away in a hurry.

Zhao Yan didn't chase, but came to the cliff. The cliff was two feet high. The person who fell was lying on the grass and didn't move. Seeing this, Zhao Yan was suffocated.

He slid down the cliff, came to Zhao Fu, turned him over carefully, stretched out his hand to check the nose, felt a breath of relief for a moment.

"Zhao Fu, Zhao Fu..."

He patted her face and called her twice, but she still didn't wake up.

His forehead was cut and blood was dripping out, and he looked rather pitiful; the back of his neck was also bruised and swollen, and he fell from a height, and he didn't know that there were other injuries on his body. Take off her clothes.

The comatose were unconsciously at his mercy.

The cloth on the back of his neck was pulled down slightly, and there was a faint scar there, which he recognized at a glance as the result of his whipping. Seeing this, he frowned, his expression was not good-looking.

When the clothes faded to the position of her shoulder blades, a gorgeous and peculiar flower appeared on the skin, and Zhao Yan's facial features rarely showed a bewildered expression; the flower in front of him was so lifelike, as if it was blooming in this person's skin Generally, it will not fade when touched with your hand.

Then, he saw a white cloth tightly wrapped around the man's thin chest.

Zhao Yannian is nearly seventeen years old, although he has never married a wife, but he started eating meat early, and now there are several concubines in his family, so he recognized at a glance that the cloth strip is a corset used by women.

This dog slave turned out to be a woman... He stared at his face with a strange expression for a while, and then slowly pulled back the clothes on her body...
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The wind blew the branches and leaves rustling, and the broken hair on the forehead fluttered...

Xu Weiqiu slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" A deep voice sounded not far away.

She searched for the source of the sound and saw Zhao Yan sitting leisurely on a rock with a grass in his mouth.

There was pain on her forehead, and she couldn't help but feel the pain when she touched it with her hand. She took it down and saw that there were indeed blood stains. It seemed that she was hurt when she rolled down.

"Have I been in a coma for a long time?" She looked at Zhao Yan and asked.

"Yes!" Zhao Yan stood up and patted the dust on his body: "To waste time, let's go!".

"Oh, good!" Xu Weiqiu stood up slowly.

Seeing her move freely, Zhao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face didn't show it, he just urged: "Hurry up..."

So, the two continued to shuttle in the forest one by one...

"Is it really a pity to lose my knife?"

"Stop talking about your knife, can you? Is it bothering you? My ears are getting calloused."

"Originally, in this deep mountain and wild forest, how useful is my knife."

"Okay, go out and pay you back ten."

"Don't say ten, even if it is ten thousand, it is not worth the current one."

"Can you come back just by talking about it?"

Xu Weiqiu twitched his lips, and murmured again stiffly: "It was originally."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the grass swaying in front of her. After the attack in the morning, Xu Weiqiu became much more alert. She immediately stopped talking and turned her head to look at Zhao Yan behind.

Zhao Yan signaled her to back off, but she didn't dare to act rashly, so she took a small step back silently.

Zhao Yan took a few steps forward, and she quietly followed behind, brushing away the grass, and a seriously injured man fell on the ground and groaned.

That official attire made Xu Weiqiu relax his vigilance.

Zhao Yan frowned and stood there without taking any action. Seeing this, Xu Weiqiu hurried forward to see what happened, and turned him over. The injured was actually Ding Yang, who she thought had died long ago.

She called out with surprise in her eyes: "Master Ding."

Ding Yang, who was seriously injured, stared at her for a long time before recognizing her, and called out, "Zhao... Zhao Fu... it's you." His eyes turned, and he was pleasantly surprised when he saw Zhao Yanhou who was standing behind her. The intersection called out:
"Master Zhao, that's... great, this subordinate... finally found you."

Because he was too excited and touched the wound, he hissed in pain.

"Lord Ding, don't get excited, let me see how your injury is." Xu Weiqiu was about to step forward to check the opponent's injury, but was stopped by Zhao Yan at the side.

He looked at Ding Yang and asked, "Ding Yang, how did you find this place?"

Xu Weiqiu couldn't help being stunned in that cold tone, and it took her a long time to react, and she quickly said, "Master Zhao, you can talk about these questions later, he is so seriously injured, it's important to save him now."

Zhao Yan ignored her and motioned Ding Yang to answer.

"My lord..., ever since you... were... tied up, the subordinates were wounded and followed the trail of that...that group of gangsters all the way into the mountain, but...we were discovered by the gangsters here."

"How many people are there?"

"...Two...Two..." Ding Yang uttered these words with difficulty and passed out.

"Master Ding, Master Ding." Xu Weiqiu called anxiously a few times, but Ding Yang didn't respond at all. Xu Weiqiu checked his pupils, then turned around and said to Zhao Yan:
"Master Zhao, Master Ding is seriously injured, and there is no medical condition in this kind of place, what should we do?"

Compared to her anxiety, Zhao Yan seemed much calmer; when Xu Weiqiu held down the bleeding wound on Ding Yang's body and was busy with first aid, he just stood aside and watched coldly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ding Yang woke up, but it was difficult to speak, he just kept moaning, his appearance was painful.

In desperation, Xu Weiqiu looked around, and she confessed to Zhao Yan: "Master Zhao, look at him, I'll go look around to see if there is anything that can stop the bleeding."

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand to stop her: "No need."

"Ah...?" Xu Weiqiu turned his head puzzled, but saw Zhao Yan bent over to pick up Ding Yang's sword on the ground, and he slowly pulled out the edge of the sword with the hilt in his hand.

Hearing the sound of drawing the sword, Ding Yang opened his eyes and stared blankly at the sharp blade. When he saw the expression on Zhao Yan's face, he suddenly realized something, and his eyes became terrified; he opened his mouth , but before he could make a sound, there was a flash of sword light in front of his eyes.

In an instant, people were dead.

Seeing Ding Yang lying in a pool of blood, Xu Weiqiu was stunned for a long time without reacting. She turned her head to look at Zhao Yan with a terrified face, and saw him put the blade of the sword into the scabbard as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)