Young man, please stay

Chapter 8 Girl Gu Jin
  "Where is my wife..."

The voice that should have been clear and beautiful turned out to be slightly cold because of the tone.

Strange to say, with two daggers, one placed on Qin Lang's throat and the other against his abdomen, Qin Lang's thoughts were only 70% on them, and the other 30% were involuntarily on this "female assassin" itself.

Of course, it's not just because of how good-looking she is.

But there was a "murderous aura that was not murderous" in her eyes.

Or…

"There is murderous intent but no evil spirit."

……

Qin Lang found it very interesting. The woman in front of him was like the weapon in her hand, like a dormant poisonous beast.

But he happened to see in her eyes a clarity and clarity that was even beyond that of ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this clarity that the cold look in her eyes is not as scary as that of ordinary assassins, but more... indifferent.

……

"say."

The young girl in black, who was about sixteen years old and had just grown up, pressed the dagger in her hand again.

Qin Lang looked into her eyes:

"Where is your wife? You should ask your master."

"There is no master in my family, only a wife."

"How can I call you madam if you don't have a master?"

"A madam is a madam. Only with a madam can you have a master."

"Then the identity of Mrs. You is not simple."

"It has nothing to do with you..."

……

After a few short and quick conversations, the girl suddenly felt something was wrong. Before she finished speaking, she saw Qin Lang's arms folding inward and pressing down, and suddenly exerting force to catch his own arms.

Chat flow.

This was a heresy that Qin Lang used when fighting his senior sister on Tianshan Mountain.

However, the girl reacted very quickly. Before Qin Lang grabbed her with both palms, she twitched her arms back like a snake and scraped back with two silver sharp blades.

This move is really cruel. Once it is hit, it may be like scraping an eel, slicing the arms all the way from the elbow, breaking the tendons of the hand, and basically the person will be useless.

Although Qin Lang spread his arms in time to avoid it, cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

There is no doubt that in terms of reaction, Qin Lang's hiding was already at his limit, but the girl was much better than him.

……

"Okay girl, that's it."

There is an old saying in Zhou Dynasty: Those who know the current affairs are heroes.

After a few words, Qin Lang actually understood that the other party was probably the companion in the room, so he planned to call a truce.

"Actually, we are all..."

"Who will follow us!"

……

However, before Qin Lang said the words "one of our own", the girl didn't allow Qin Lang to concentrate on breathing anymore. She held the right dagger behind her to cut across the body, and then lifted it up with her underhand. .

He turned around several times in a flash, like a whirlwind of blades.

Qin Lang had come across eighteen kinds of weapons in Tianshan, but this was the first time he had seen someone play so brilliantly with the dagger.

For a moment, he couldn't even see how many hands the girl had. After barely blocking the attack with a few arms, his palms were also pulled out with some small holes.

In this situation, he kept doing nothing. Since Qin Lang couldn't clearly see the girl's moves, he simply relied on his gambling mentality and suddenly thrust his whole left arm in.

boom…

There was a soft muffled sound of physical contact. It was not clear whether it was Qin Lang's luck or the girl's own problem. Qin Lang's left arm actually grabbed the girl's right arm.

The girl looked stunned. Apparently she had not expected this to happen. Her right arm only twitched once when she tried. After confirming that her entire right arm had been controlled by Qin Lang's brute force and unable to use it, she decisively gave up struggling and held the dagger in her left hand. The blade was aimed at Qin Lang's face!

The seemingly slender arm, thanks to the blessing of internal strength, this blow actually caused a faint sound of breaking through the air.

If this mark really sticks, Qin Lang will lose one of his eyes even if he doesn't die.

But fortunately, Qin Lang has already captured the girl's right arm, and her moves can no longer be as dazzling as a ghost. Qin Lang clearly sees the power, and presses the crane's mouth with his right hand, avoiding the sharp blade, and at the same time, he moves up to block it. Girly wrist.

"?!"

The girl was startled, and she immediately thrust in and out several times in a row.

However, what she found strange was that Qin Lang's right hand was no less ghostly than her own movement just now.

Dust your arms and press down!

Hook your arms!

Put your palms up!
  Hold hands!

Cover palm!

The girl never expected that when her speed was no longer so fast, all the attacks she made with one hand would be resolved one by one by Qin Lang using a set of strange techniques that could not see the changes clearly!

"What kind of skill is this..."

"You want to learn?"

Qin Lang, who had no inner strength to support him, shook his painful right hand and smiled helplessly:
  "I'll teach you. As long as you listen to me, girl, we are our own people. Can we cease the war first?"

"..."

In fact, it was no longer up to anyone to stop fighting. Qin Lang was already tired from fighting, and since the girl could take the initiative to speak, it meant that she was unable to continue fighting for some reason.

So, when Qin Lang said that the war was over, the girl just nodded lightly, and immediately fell into Qin Lang's arms.

"???"

Qin Lang held the girl in his arms. The first thing he did not feel the fragrance of the girl's body was to look at her face and frown:

"Are you actually injured too?"

The girl had no expression on her face and didn't speak. She just turned her head slightly.

"..."

Okay, that should be correct. No wonder Qin Lang was so lucky. He caught her right arm with just one probing hand. It seemed that the other party was injured and could not use his full strength.

And because of the close distance, Qin Lang's palm quickly touched a wet and sticky mark on the girl's body.

When he looked down, his hands were covered in blood.

"Girl, I'm offended."

The girl's black outfit could be considered a night-walking outfit. In order to check the injury, Qin Lang slightly opened some of the clothes like Su Yinping did at the beginning. There was only a thin plain coat stained with blood, and I didn’t use the kind of white cloth that a certain heroine used to wrap her breasts.

If you look closely, you will see that the girl is no better than the young woman. Her heart is just two handfuls of light weight. She is quite cute and does not need to wrap her breasts.

As for the knife wound she suffered, she happened to be in the same position as Su Yinping. Because she had barely fought with Qin Lang, her injury was more serious than Su Yinping's. It was even more serious when she fell into Qin Lang's arms. I don't even have the energy to speak.

"you you…"

"Shh, the fight just now caused a severe wound. Stop talking now, or you may have a hemorrhage."

"..."

Of course everyone understands the truth, but is this the reason why this scoundrel took off her clothes casually?
  But maybe because she is an assassin after all, and she was also "frivolous", the girl did not blush or moan like a certain heroine, she just pressed her thin lips tightly, and her cold eyes were full of Covered with a stubborn, unwilling thin layer of water vapor.

"that…"

Qin Lang picked up the girl's cat-like body and turned around towards the closed door:
  "...I didn't have time to answer just now. In fact, your wife is in my bed."

"?!"

The girl was shocked.

"Now you come too."

"???!!!"

The girl who was originally full of stubbornness finally shuddered and fainted.

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The main reason why the girl fainted was that she was exhausted from fighting Qin Lang after being injured.

squeak-

When Qin Lang opened the door and walked to the bed with the girl in his arms, the beautiful woman who had been lying on the bed forgot about the pain for a moment and suddenly stood up.

"Hiss...hey..."

After groaning twice in pain, Su Yinping still had a look of surprise on his face:
  "Jingle...Jingle!"

"She is your maid? A maid?"

"Uh-huh…"

Jianghu son Su Yinping nodded first, then shook his head, and looked at Qin Lang seriously:

"She is my companion in the world, sister."

"Ah yes yes yes."

Qin Lang stopped talking nonsense to the heroine and put the girl on the bed next to Su Yinping.

"What's wrong with Sumire...is she okay? She's very skilled in martial arts, so why does she seem to be injured more seriously than me?"

"Because she insists on fighting with me outside."

"why!"

"The main reason is that she doesn't listen to what others say..."

Qin Lang actually felt guilty when he said this. After all, when the girl asked him where his wife was for the first time, he could have answered directly, and nothing would happen later.

But having said that, a stranger who had just met came up and put a knife to his neck. Even if the question was about the so-called "my wife", Qin Lang had to be more vigilant, otherwise he would not answer stupidly right away.

"Speaking of which, when you were inside, didn't you hear Xuan...er...Jin'er's voice?"

Xuan'er, Jin'er, Qin Lang himself was still just Lang'er in the eyes of his senior sister, Qin Lang accidentally didn't know the difference.

"I heard one or two sounds that sounded like her voice, so I yelled!"

"Did you shout?"

While Qin Lang was looking for some clean cloth to clean the unconscious girl's blood, he glanced at Su Yinping suspiciously:
  "Didn't I tell you to shout loudly if something happens to you?"

"I…"

Hearing this, Su Nuxia immediately felt aggrieved:
  "...I'm obviously already very big..."

"..."

Qin Lang's brows jumped and he looked at her [Jianghu] skillfully, unable to refute this sentence.

"Forget it, your voice sounds a little hoarse... By the way, what is this girl's full name?"

"Why are you asking this..."

"Nonsense, it's not clear that you can't save people, right?"

"Oh...her name is Gu Jin..."

"how to write?"

"The leather word is pansy."

"Gu Jin..."

I don’t know why, but I feel that this name is very suitable for this girl I met for the first time.

Qin Lang quickly finished the simple cleaning work for the girl Gu Jin, and then stopped her bleeding first like he did with Su Yinping.

The fingers are like the wind and the power is like lightning.

clap clap clap!
  Qin Lang didn't even bother to clean up the wound he had made with the dagger. He used his fingertips to apply force to the three acupuncture points on the girl's heart. It didn't take much effort, and the fingertips penetrated easily.

"..."

A certain heroine saw this happening from the side, her almond-shaped eyes blinked, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look at the hem of her clothes. Then her pretty face heated up, she silently tightened her clothes tightly, pouting her little mouth and saying nothing. , I don’t know what I’m thinking.

But Qin Lang wanted to be more direct.

No wonder she thinks this name suits her so well...

Gu Jin Gu Jin…

Is this how Furui Muha came to be...

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