Chapter 9: Arriving in Yan Guo

Jingyu shook his head in his heart. If Qing'er had just fought, he also killed the man. Now, after seeing the other person's pity for mercy, she is facing the murder for the first time, and it is really difficult to start.
But if she didn't kill this person, when others saw it, she would just beg for mercy when she attacked, and she would be able to escape another death. She can be kind to one person, but also to others. In this way, after all, no one can kill.
Want to look forward to a tough point among those gangsters, who can actively fight her in this situation, and will not regress in the face of life danger? Jingyu glanced around, looking at the expressions of those gangsters mixed with happiness and expectation. He knew that it was impossible for those people to wait for their companions to die prematurely.
Jingyu's eyes narrowed, revealing a sneer expression.
The gangster boss who had been observing him had secretly shouted at first sight. He still has some brains, so he sees the current form more thoroughly.
If the girl did not kill alone, then the condition stated earlier by the young master Xiang was considered untenable. At that time, what they will face is that although he is only a child's appearance, from the situation where he just killed two people without changing his face, killing them again believes that there will be no burden for him.
How to do? Should he be allowed to stand up and be killed himself? That's a stupid thing he won't do. However, if no one dies, the final result is that he will die even if he dies. Thinking so, he looked at the companions in his heart, and he couldn't help showing his fierceness. When it was said that sooner or later, he had jumped behind a companion, and suddenly pushed him toward the girl who seemed to be in a state of distraction.
However, it was at this time that the girl gave the sword in her hand gently forward and clearly penetrated the heart of the gangster lying on the ground. His begging expression suddenly froze, twitching a few times, and he lay loose on the grass.
Perhaps touching the incredible look of the gangster when he was dying, Qing'er was horrified to loosen the sword in his hand and stepped back a few steps. Immediately, she was hugged by Jingyu from behind. He held her two small hands tightly and comforted:
"It's okay, it's okay, you are doing well."
Yes, she did really well, and even he did not expect that she would stab it out.
"I don't want it, I don't want it" Qing'er shook his head vigorously, "I'm just too scared"
Afraid that he will be disappointed with her! As long as he thought of watching him like that, Qing'er would have a despair. She didn't want that, so she stabbed out of her body's reaction, and quickly overwhelmed her hesitation.
"Well, I know, I know."
Jingyu took her hand without looking at the others, and walked towards the fire. The boss of the gangster who originally shoved his companion toward Qing'er stopped embarrassingly, and he faced all his eyes. After a pause of about 10 seconds, he suddenly pushed away his previously strangled man and ran to the distance. The others also reacted, running around in all directions.
Just after Fu Qing'er sat down, Jingyu left a sentence saying, "I'll do something, I'll be back soon", and it disappeared in place. Subsequently, several screams rang in different directions on the wilderness. Listening to the voice, Qing'er knew that no gangster had escaped. This thought made her shudder, and she moved towards the fire. Perhaps the only way to dispel the fear of the darkness surrounding it.
She naturally didn't know that Jingyu had no intention of letting these people go at first, even after saying the words that would let them live. If the other party is just a robber who steals money, he will not treat it that way. But since the first person killed by him could say that kind of words, they touched his bottom line and these people had to die.
Soon after, Jingyu walked back with the black sword and inserted it next to the carriage. Picking up the branch with the roast chicken on the ground, he sat next to Qing'er and roasted the pheasant.
Qing'er was dumbfounded. "That young master, I asked in a hurry, do you still plan to eat it here?" She had a nausea and desperately wanted to cover it, so as not to affect Jingyu Appetite.
"Although it's not safe to drive at night, I'm afraid the dead people around you won't be able to reassure you." Jingyu looked in his eyes and smiled. "After we bake it, we will leave. We drove on the road for a day and exercised again. After a while, I'm really hungry."
Qing'er smiled extremely unnaturally, and she wanted to help Jingyu roast another chicken, but she was unwilling to take a look at it, which reminded her of how she killed it, and indirectly remembered the one she just killed. people.
Jingyu took the branch from her hand and said when she showed an apologetic expression: "After today, you don’t want to kill people in the future, and I won’t force you. I just hope that when you should start, you can really go down sometimes Releasing an enemy is not benevolent, but cruel in disguise. Imagine that the enemy will cause harm to the people around you afterwards? For example, if I were injured by the enemy you let go, how would you feel? "
auzw.com Qing'er imagined this situation and shivered. She finally understood the significance of Jingyu's letting her do this today. The murderous guilt in her heart was less, and her discomfort was much better. Chong took the roast chicken in Jingyu's hands again and said with a smile:
"Young Master, let me do it myself."
Jingyu nodded with relief.
Soon after, the two started the carriage, and in the dark night, the lights and torches slowly advanced. Qing'er still has no appetite, but Jingyu chews the tender muscles in the outer coke and drinks a sip of fine wine from time to time. I don’t know how long he walked. Just when he was drinking his last bite, Qing'er seemed to suddenly think of something, and he grunted and muttered:
"Young Master, can't you count what you said? When you said you wanted to bypass those gangsters, you killed them all. Then did you promise Qing'er?"
"Cough"
Jingyu was choked, the liquor made his throat warm, and after taking a few breaths, he looked at Qinger's sullen expression and couldn't help feeling big.
"Qing'er, you are different from them"
This night, Jingyu rarely fell asleep late. Finally Qinger quietly concluded that he should be pulled early to give birth to a baby. It's just that Qing'er is a bit distressed as to how to have a baby. She didn't know what she did with Jingyu every night, only one step away from Shengwa.
After crossing the Yellow River to enter Qi, and then through Weishui, it finally entered the territory of Yan. On this road, because there was no one to guard, this carriage was favored by robbers. Those people, without exception, became the dead souls under Jingyu's sword. I don't know who spread the news. When they were resting in the tavern on the road, they heard a rumor Jingyu who made the black sword ranger really cry.
Qing'er really didn't take the initiative to kill again after that. However, when Jingyu murdered her, she could not look away. This was also an improvement.
Seeing that the capital city of Yanguo was in sight, Qing'er asked curiously: "Master, what is the purpose of coming to Yanguo this time?"
"I heard that there is a dancing girl here, and I'm particularly good at Zhao Wu. Let me see." Jingyu leaned on her shoulder. "If she can make me satisfied, I will take her away." He smiled. stand up.
Qing'er can hear that most of the jokes in his sentence. She didn't believe it either. Her young master would come to Yan Kingdom just to watch a dancing dance. In fact, when he was in Chu, he never showed interest in dancing. Otherwise, she will learn to dance to please him.
However, Qing'er's eyes rolled flexibly and asked with half a sneer: "That dance girl must be beautiful?" She didn't notice her expression at this time, more than a maidservant treated master.
Jingyu never saw it, otherwise he would be amazed, and the lovely Xiaoqinger became Yujie.
"Pretty, huh, should it be pretty? Maybe it's more special, because her hair is white." A woman in a blue dress appeared in Jingyu's mind. It's a little vague, and he can't see clearly. He has been in the replacement space for more than 60 years.
Qing'er saw his expression as if she was caught in some kind of memory, and looked at his eyes full of vicissitudes. If you think about it for a long time, the young master obviously grew up next to her when she was a child. How could she have seen the woman. So, where did he hear about the woman? How do you explain this more nostalgic expression?
Qing'er doesn't know how mysterious the young master is. Just like these martial arts, he did not know where they were obtained from, at least the Xiang family she knew did not. He didn't practice much on his own, but he was better than her and didn't know how many times. There is still a lot of knowledge that he can grasp without a teacher. It can be said that many of her things now follow Jingyu.
"Oh, young master, what did you say that day, is there only one thing you want to tell me on the road?" Seizing the world is too important, and Qing'er won't say it easily to avoid falling into the ears of others. .
"There are other things. Let me know after seeing it." Jingyu smiled and drove the carriage into the capital of Yan Guo.
Qing'er secretly knew that she was increasingly expecting what the secrets would be.
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