Reborn Daughter of the Clan

Chapter 18

The middle-aged man wanted to leave Nangong Hao behind to chase Princess Yichang, but he couldn't get rid of Nangong Hao's shadow-like obstruction.Nangong Hao is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and his martial arts are naturally not weak. Middle-aged men are not Nan Gonghao's opponents.

The battle on the roof was even more shocking.

In the shadow of swords and swords, blood spattered, but whose blood was spattered is unknown.

Suddenly a sharp sword stabbed at Nangong Linglong.

The young man's eyes sank, and he swung the blunt sword, intending to prevent the sword from hurting Nangong Linglong, but the sword came fiercely.

"Be careful!" Nangong Linglong yelled worriedly, and hurriedly pushed the young man away, holding the sharp sword that was stabbing at her between her fingers, and with [-]% of her internal force, she managed to hold the sharp point of the sword.

The opponent didn't expect that Nangong Linglong's bare hands could resist his murderous sharp sword. When Nangong Linglong was holding the tip of his sword, she immediately pushed the sword with all her strength.

Nangong Linglong tilted her body and staggered the blade of the sword, but her arm hurt, and the tip of the sword still scratched her arm. Suddenly, blood gushed out and dripped on the snow-covered roof, and the white was radiating scarlet.

The young man's face changed slightly, the blunt sword finally swung heavily, swung the sharp sword away, and then supported Nangong Linglong, performed lightness kung fu, jumped out of the murderous encirclement, and fled to the distance.

When Nangong Linglong, who was supported by him, jumped out of the encirclement with ease, a hint of cunning flashed across her beautiful almond eyes.

The young man supported Nangong Linglong after jumping out of the encirclement, and immediately hit the acupuncture points around Nangong Linglong's wound like the wind, and then ran along the roof, his movements were as fast as the wind. At this moment, the wind was blowing from both sides of her ears, and she had already flown to another roof before her toes stepped on the new roof. She felt that if she was allowed to run, she would not be able to run at this speed, let alone holding someone up up.

This person was not blinded by her.

Nangong Linglong couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in her heart. She helped him and got hurt without a trace. She was playing a trick to make herself hurt for helping him and make him feel sorry. From now on, follow her.

I don't know how long he ran, the young man jumped into a courtyard, that courtyard was lifeless and desolate, the courtyard was full of snow, a vast expanse of whiteness, all the flowers and trees were withered, Nangong Linglong even doubted the next year's In spring, these flowers, plants and trees will not return to their souls, because there is no sign of life at all.

The young man helped Nangong Linglong into the room, and when he opened the door, bursts of suffocating smell rushed out, almost choking Nangong Linglong.

"Cough—cough—" Unable to bear it, Nangong Linglong coughed a few times.

The young man paused immediately, turned his head to look at Nangong Linglong, and Nangong Linglong also looked at him. The room was very dark, but both sides had internal strength, so they could see each other's face clearly in the dark.

Nangong Linglong gasped slightly.

For some reason, there were several shocking scars on a resolute and indifferent face. I don't know what kind of weapon hurt him. The scars are like centipedes, and they are estimated to be nearly ten years old.No wonder his hair was loose. If he didn't let his hair loose and show a terrible face, he would be scary to death.His eyes were indifferent, as if they would never fluctuate, but Nangong Linglong knew that it was just an illusion, otherwise he would not have swung his blunt sword fiercely after she was injured, and led her away.

Catching Nangong Linglong's scrutinizing gaze, he immediately turned his face away, and let go of the movement of supporting Nangong Linglong. With a wave of his right hand, his sleeves blew a strong wind, and there was a popping sound in an instant. The closed windows were blown open.

What a deep inner strength!

The young man brought an old and dusty chair, wiped off the dust with his thin sleeves, and signaled Nangong Linglong to sit down with his eyes.When Nangong Linglong sat down, he took out a bottle of Jinchuang medicine from his arms, handed it to Nangong Linglong, and pointed to Nangong Linglong's injured arm, signaling Nangong Linglong to bandage it himself.

When Nangong Linglong took the Jinchuang medicine, he turned around and walked out of the house coldly.

When he walked out of the house, Nangong Linglong immediately checked the wound, the acupuncture points around the wound were sealed, there was not much bleeding, and the wound was not too big, let alone deep.

How could this slight injury make him feel guilty?
Nangong Linglong thought to herself.

Suddenly, her right palm secretly channeled her inner strength, and slapped heavily on the wound on her left arm. The wound, which was originally not that deep, was so deep that the bones were almost visible. The pain made her break out in cold sweat, and because of her palm, The sealed acupuncture points were also shaken open, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Hmm..." She couldn't help but groaned in pain. When was she hurt since she was a child?If she hadn't fallen in love with a young man called a dumb slave, and hoped that the dumb slave would follow her faithfully in the future, why would she have to play such a bitter trick?

If she wants to live out her self, make herself stronger, and no longer be crushed and flattened by others, she must have soldiers who are only loyal to her.

In the past, she had no scheming and was calculated to death.After being reborn, she understood one thing, if she lived in this world, especially a person of her background, if she had no scheming, she would always end up being bullied and scheming.

Hearing her groaning in pain, the mute slave outside the house rushed in like the wind, his eyes always glowed with a deep light in the darkness, when he saw the blood on Nangong Linglong's left arm, his eyes froze. His eyes sank, and he shot like the wind again, and hastily tapped the acupuncture points around the wound. Regardless of the difference between men and women, he snatched the golden medicine from Nangong Linglong's hand, and tore the clothes on Nangong Linglong's arm, revealing the deep the wound.

An unknown look flashed across his eyes, his movements became softer, and he carefully sprinkled the golden medicine on Nangong Linglong's wound.

"Ah - it hurts!" Nangong Linglong yelled in a low voice, trembling from the pain in a slightly childish voice.

The dumb slave paused, but then applied the medicine for Nangong Linglong again.

His eyes became very strange, very strange, his disheveled hair became more messy because the door was wide open and the cold wind blew in, the thin green clothes on his body were shaking non-stop, and there was a faint tinge of terror on his terrifying face. A little moved, but her pursed lips tightened even more.

Suffering all kinds of stares and bullying, it was the first time he got help from others, and he was still a delicate girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

A warm current faintly passed through the heart that had been lonely all this time.

Especially seeing that Nangong Linglong was injured because of him.

After the dressing was finished, Nangong Linglong's pretty face had turned a little pale.

"Thank you." Nangong Linglong looked at the dumb slave, but thanked him.

The dumb slave turned his face away, he didn't want Nangong Linglong to look at his ugly face, but when he heard Nangong Linglong's thanks, he just shook his head.

(End of this chapter)