Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 46 Martial Arts Chapter 15
The candlelight in the room was flickering and extinguishing. The red candle was burning, dripping tears of blood and dripping onto the solid wood floor. The faint candlelight was accompanied by a trace of darkness. The table at the door was still in the original place. The location, the hibiscus tent is not as warm as the red silk tent, the gorgeous and complicated hibiscus tent is tightly closed, two figures seem to be sitting inside, the shadows are reflected on the red silk tent, exuding a slightly strange atmosphere... …

The bi-colored figure in the tent was sitting stiffly and straight at the side, his eyes were full of heartache, his usually peaceful peach blossom eyes were flushed, watching the woman beside him was sweating profusely His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at her fiercely. Tears dripped down one after another. His eyes were full of distress and guilt. He was so distressed that he could hardly breathe. He never thought that she could do it. this step...

"Mochou... Mochou..." Lu Zhanyuan, who was dressed in blue, murmured, tears fell from his eyes, his heart seemed to be caught, throbbing and hurting, Song Jiajia was already in pain His face turned pale, and he almost couldn't help shouting out, but when he thought of the current situation, he buried it deeply...

"Mochou, Mochou, wouldn't it be better if you didn't meet me..." Lu Zhanyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and the tears seemed to dry up all the tears in his life. His body wanted to move but he couldn't. , he roared in a low voice, like a wounded little animal, neighing silently...

The feeling of the silver needle pricking the acupuncture points was a hundred times more painful than imagined. Lying on the bed, Song Jiajia fully felt each acupuncture point bit by bit, stabbing into her own flesh and blood steadily, and her legs began to feel numb. Feeling it, she gave a bitter smile, and it seemed that she was really going to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair...

"Mochou..." Lu Zhanyuan's eyes were red, and the pain in his heart was so painful that he wished to take the pain on her behalf, to suffer this pain on her behalf, seeing her pale as paper face, his heart was turbulent, Resenting his uselessness, countless words choked in his throat, but he couldn't say a word...

"Mochou...it would be great if you couldn't meet me, and it would be great if I could protect you..." Thousands of words could not be uttered anymore, choked in his throat, and turned into a low whisper, Bi Se The man in the robe couldn't laugh anymore, he watched her destroy her legs one by one with a stiff but powerless body, watched her prick the acupuncture points with silver needles for him, and what he got in exchange was a lifetime of pain. Living in a wheelchair, looking at her pain, her tenacity, and seeing her appearance made my heart ache more and more. How could he bear it with her so much love and righteousness...

The silver needle piercing point was coming to an end, Song Jiajia slowly pulled out the last needle, the intense stimulation of the point made her tremble all over, and her body trembled in pain, a series of huge pains were almost enough for her to bear At the limit, a numb and itchy feeling swept over her legs, and her legs seemed to start to feel...

She opened her eyes wearily, stretched out her hand to untie Lu Zhanyuan's acupuncture points, and then slowly fell into his arms. Looking at the tears on his face, Song Jiajia gently raised her hand to wipe away the tears for him. opened his mouth, but only said

"I'm fine, let's go, I'm afraid I'm going to kill someone tonight..." The purple-robed woman stood there proudly, her eyes curved, full of confidence and invincibility, just standing there, It exuded a terrifying aura, the group of people were about to die, gritted their teeth and took a hard look at the people who began to gather around the door. In the silent night, even the sound of footsteps could be heard...

"Lu Lang, don't you hate seeing me kill people the most, but today I have to kill them..." The purple-robed woman's eyes were a little tangled, but there was a trace of determination. The darkness of the night exaggerated the murderous atmosphere, and the red candle tears on the table seemed to be bleeding, and the blood-red candle tears seemed to witness the moment when the blood was seen next. The candlelight finally disappeared, and the only light was the moonlight outside the window, still Soft as ever...

tread... tread... tread
The footsteps of different shades became more and more obvious in the silent night, the back of the person was printed on the door curtain with the moonlight outside the window, and the shadow of the sword, light and sword became more and more obvious, as if illuminating the entire night sky

"Since you're all here, don't hide anymore, come out..." A clear voice rang out in the silent night, and it sounded so nice, like the moonlight shining outside the window, it was tinkling very clear...

bang... bang... bang...

The strong banging of the wooden door sounded like hitting people's hearts. Lu Zhanyuan's face turned pale, but he still insisted on standing behind her. The green figure was full of determination, standing behind her, silently supporting her. looking at her...

"Li Mochou, today is the day of your death, you can't fly even if you have wings..." At this moment, the obedient shop waiter was standing at the front of the crowd holding a long sword, his face full of resentment and his eyes were red. Looking at the purple-clothed woman in front of him, there was a large group of about seven or eight people standing behind him. Everyone used different weapons and their internal skills were all good, but they all looked at her with resentment on their faces...

The purple clothes fluttered in the darkness, she was like a god in the darkness, her beautiful face was covered with frost, she looked at the group of people looking for death in front of her with frost, they forced her so hard, she was really unwilling to kill, I really don't want to kill someone.The white dust fly is very eye-catching in the gloomy night, and the white dust dust is blown up by the wind, accompanied by the deep frost on the woman's face, which makes everyone feel a little jealous. She stands there alone but has a deep feeling. A momentum that cannot be offended...

"Li Mochou, aren't your legs paralyzed? Why..." The faces of the people in front of them were full of astonishment, but the expression of the waiter in front of him sank, and he stood there gloomyly without opening his mouth. , everyone felt a little frightened in their hearts, and took two steps back in a somewhat vain way...

"You guys, are you ready to accept my anger..." Song Jiajia's lips uttered such a fluffy word, her eyes narrowed coldly, her lips pursed displeasedly, and she flicked the whisk, looking coldly watching them...

(End of this chapter)