Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Although I can't see what the swaying figure is doing, the figure that keeps falling from the mast and the blood that strays down raises Ling Qingyu's heart.

Cheng Jia glanced at the deck and then at the mast. Although the number of people on the deck of the Xie family had an absolute advantage, they could not attack the five of the Ling family for a while. Once there were casualties among those five, there must be another. People make up, forming a big formation, back to back, swords as light as a net, and when the number of people is small, they just behead the enemy step by step to gain the upper hand.

There was no suspense below. Cheng Jia unconsciously looked at the mast again. In this battle, all the members of the Ling family performed their duties. There was no one looking up on the deck. They were confident in Yan Santai. , Or does Yan San have to block those fancy Miao people?

Cheng Jia looked down again, but saw that the cabin door in the corner was pushed open a crack. Someone sneaked out of it and made a gesture to Wang Xuanzhi's guard on the deck. Cheng Jia's eyes suddenly shrank, and he stood up and pressed Ling Qingyu against the wall with instinctive reaction.

The sting of the sharp blade piercing into the body made Cheng Jia exhale in pain, Xie Saburo roared, and the short sword in the hands of the other young servant who was already close to his body also flashed with cold light.

Wang Xuanzhi slammed into the young man sideways and slammed the young man to the ground. The short sword in his hand cut a deep hole in his thigh.

Ying Shisan hit the door and came in. As soon as the young man was about to get up, he was nailed to the ground with a sword, and the other young man was also knocked over by Xie Saburo.

"Thirteen! Down!" Ling Qingyu yelled, and a corner on the deck was messed up because of the backwater of the Wang family guard and the young man.

"I'm going." Soum replied from outside, and flew down.

"Book case, your son was injured by them!" Su Mu called out to Cheng Jia's servant who was still catching poison, and then rushed to the Wang's servant who had already overthrown several soldiers.

"What!? Dare to hurt my son! I want you to die, I want you to die!" Shuyan trampled a centipede to death, picked up a knife and slashed at another Wang's servant. Then asked: "My son is not dead, right?"

"Cheng Jia!" Ling Qingyu hugged Cheng Jia who had fallen softly on him, and when he looked down, there was a dazzling dagger inserted into his lower abdomen.

Cheng Jia was trembling with pain, but still smiled: "Jia...this is also...for you...have...help..."

"San Lang! Go and bring the stone up!" Ling Qingyu raised his head and shouted, then said to Cheng Jia: "Don't worry, it's not the point, nothing will happen."

The screams of the cabin below ran chaotically, making Yan San's sane immediately sober, his falling body twisted in the air, his toes hooked on the mast and bounced back from the other side of the mast.

The big ghost slammed Yan San's body with a palm. He clearly saw that his eyes were scattered and dropped, but he did not expect that he would attack from behind again, but his own moves have been so old that he can no longer avoid it. You kill our eighteen ghosts, and ninety-nine people in southern Xinjiang will take your life in the future!"

"Then you should die first." After harvesting the life of the big ghost, Yan San said faintly, and then swept towards the main cabin with only the remaining strength.

"Relax, this is just a piece of cake for me Shifang!" Shifang said, putting the person down on the soft couch.

"Qing Yu?" Ling Qingyu just breathed a sigh of relief when Yan San's anxious call came from outside the door.

"I'm okay!" Ling Qingyu replied while turning his head, and saw Yan San stumbled from outside with the help of the door frame and rushed in.

Ling Qingyu stepped up in a hurry, caught his body, and said in a panic: "Yan San!"

"Are you okay?" Yan San smiled and confirmed that she was okay, then couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

"Oh my God! Why did you make yourself like this again!" Shi Fang cried, first stuffed a pill to make Yan San forcefully swallow it, and asked the little apprentice to bandage Wang Xuanzhi, and then said to Cheng Jia: "You bear it first. Ah, you can't die, I'm afraid that you are about to die." He also stuffed him with a medicine, and then followed Ling Qingyu to the inner room and tore Yan San's clothes apart.

Cheng Jia slightly propped up, and from the open door, you could see the hideous wound on the man's body and the gurgling black blood.

Eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang, did he kill it alone? It turns out that he fought like this. That's why she values ​​him so much! Cheng Jia lay down, only to feel severe pain in the wound.

"Boss, they want to escape!"

"Push the combo crossbow up and smash their ship!" Chen Liang beheaded an enemy, wiped the sweat and blood on his face, and roared.

The soldiers of the Xie family on board were retreating, and the ship of the Xie family was also turning around.

Pushing the combo crossbow out again, the soldiers directly shot the giant arrow at the opponent's hull without aiming.

"Quick rewind! Quick rewind!" Xie Sanye shouted with a ferocious face. If you do not retreat, I am afraid that these people will be killed! What the most difficult eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang! Martial arts people really couldn't believe it.

"San Ye, there are still people of us who haven't returned."

"Many things, go back!"

Bang bang bang! With a few loud noises, a huge steel arrow shot into the hull below.

Xie’s ship and Fengshen were handed over together, and now they were retreating at the same time, but they blocked their own way. When they collided with each other, they couldn’t exit, and more and more indiscriminate steel arrows on Fengshen shot over. Several shots hit the same spot, and a big hole was made.

"San Ye! Water is leaking below!"

"San Ye, the boat can't stand it!"

Xie Sanye looked desperately at the shattered hull, and suddenly remembered what the elder brother said, why must we work for the Wang family? We are already a rich family in Guangzhou. Even if we don't go to sea, the income is enough for us to get started.

Just for this ship, this **** Fengshen!

All the steel arrows on the ship had been fired. Chen Liang and the soldiers stood beside the ship, watching the three Xie’s ships swaying and sinking.

The tip of the knife was dripping with blood, the light armor on his body was also torn, and the golden yellow sun of the setting sun fainted a halo on his body.

Looking at the people who had spent two hours in the **** battle, Zhang Tongling shook his waist, and brought pride in his heart. Me, Zhang Cheng, have fought rightly today!

Several teenagers ran out from under the cabin, carrying large boxes in their hands, and bandaging the wounded with medicine.

"These are?" Zhang Tongling pointed to the young man and asked, he found out during the battle, and if he was seriously injured, he would be sent to the lower cabin.

"Doctor Shi's apprentices, don't worry, their medical skills are much better than ordinary doctors." Chen Liang looked at the main cabin with a worried look, and said: "But Doctor Shi is not there, I'm afraid someone is seriously injured there."

"Don't touch those people! They are poisonous!" a young man called, and then made people avoid the eighteen bodies.

"Eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang!" Shuyan turned around and asked Su Mu, "Is Yan San still a human?"

"It's not a question of injury! He has been poisoned by dozens of poisons. How can I solve this?" Shi Fang cried, his eyes flushed.

"Then there is no way at all?" Ling Qingyu roared with his eyes flushed red.

Seeing Shi Fang shook his head sadly, Ling Qingyu sat down on the bed, helped Yan San up, and said, "You can't do anything, I do."

"What can you do!" Shi Fang's voice fell, seeing Ling Qingyu picking up the dagger in Yan San's hand and cutting his wrist, then put his wrist to his mouth.

"Yan San, come, drink it, just drink it." Ling Qingyu whispered softly, while pressing the wound on his wrist against his lips, opened his lips to let his blood flow in.

"Yes, you are not poisonous, maybe useful." Shi Fang murmured, taking two steps back.

"Yan San, don't scare me. Look, there are so many people who want my life, why are you willing to leave me and go." Ling Qingyu whispered in Yan San's ear, tears rolling down uncontrollably.

Yan San's throat moved, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then swallowed again.

Seeing that the blood on his wrist showed signs of coagulation, Ling Qingyu cut another sword, and then pressed his wrist to his mouth, watching the gurgling blood flow in, Ling Qingyu whispered, "I beg you, Yan San. I must come back, please..."

Wanting to cut his wrist again, Yan San's hand loosened, and the short sword fell to the ground, then his hand slightly grasped Ling Qingyu's hand, and a weak and inaudible voice overflowed from his mouth: "So... It hurts more..."

"It's really useful!" Shi Fang's spirit suddenly lifted up, and he puffed up various utensils and powder.

In this battle, the Fengshen suffered a huge loss. Chen Liang's men also killed more than 60 people. Yan San was seriously injured in a coma. Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi were not slightly injured, and the small officials of the mission were given by the Wang family's entourage. Only a few of them were left to hide in the cabin early in the morning. The remaining entourages of the Wang family were wiped out by Sum and Shuanqin's drawing case and chess case. Shen Zhan and Ding Dong's men were also injured.

After a grand sea burial was held for the dead.

Ling Qingyu decided to drive directly to Lingjia Village.

Cheng Jia’s wound is in the lower abdomen, but fortunately, there is no vital point there, while Wang Xuanzhi’s wound is on the thigh. There is nothing else. It must be inconvenient to move. The two pampered sons who have been pampered since childhood even hurt a large number of people. Yes, this is a serious injury now.

"My son!" Shuyan wiped away his tears, and thought, if we go back and show it to the master, I'm afraid our four cases will become scum.

"Prince Wang!" The painting helped Wang Xuanzhi bandage and wipe away tears.

"Hush!" Ling Qingyu came out and hushed, and whispered: "The scar is a man's medal, why are you crying?"

Looking at the thick gauze on her raised wrist, Cheng Jia coughed and said, "How is he?"

"He can survive it." Ling Qingyu said in a low voice, and then said more firmly: "It will definitely survive."

When Ling Qingyu turned and went into the inner room, Wang Xuanzhi said, "Send me back."

"Prince Prince?" The painting gave him a suspicious look, and then at Cheng Jia, if he was injured, of course this well-lit and large cabin would be good.

"Well, I'll go back too." Cheng Jia motioned to the book case to help. Seeing that the two young men were not moving, he smiled and said: "Hurry up, let's come back when Yan San wakes up." Seeing her worrying about that person, it is not true. A good thing, even he admires that man in his heart.