Chapter 2: Bitch (2)

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The stick held up several times and never fell. After all, he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, still a life. Not letting go of his weak stick, he looked sadly at the skinny dog ​​and said, "A Huang, they all say that they are playing dogs and looking at their masters. If you feed the four young ladies, no one will dare to move you. You will be afraid of killing me You revenge, don't blame me! "
She couldn't stop, but she didn't want to save him. After spitting on the ground and scolding the thief fiercely, he hugged the skinny dog ​​and found a place to bury it.
Big and big snow fell one after another, gradually burying the blood on the ground. The place where Yunlang is lying is like a snow pile up slightly.
When the sky is dark, don't abandon Ahuang and return. The vegetable garden was silent, and a white field reflected the cold moonlight. She stood staring blankly, looking down at the shadow cast by the moonlight behind her. Without Ahuang's shadow and its attachment, it emerged alone. Since then, there is only one person left in this world.
Either way, you have to live. Do not give up tears, squeezed a smile to comfort myself. She walked to the hut with her arms folded, and after only two steps she was tripped to the ground by the clouds covered by the snow on the ground. He hasn't left yet? died? I picked up the stick and poked Yunlang, but I saw nothing. Really dead? She flicked the snow off Yun Lang's body with a stick, revealing a pale face.
There was a trace of dried blood on the corner of his mouth, his face was white like snow on the ground, and his eyebrows were black. The blood on his body condensed into purple and black snow. After dawn, he was a frozen dead body. A Huang's revenge has already been reported.
In Nuoda ’s vegetable garden, there was a dead body in front of her dog house. Don't give up thinking a bit creepy.
At this time, the clouds on the ground suddenly moved. I was so terrified that I subconsciously screamed.
Yun Lang heard the cry and couldn't care about the pain of the wound on his back, and jumped up from the ground. He covered her flowery mouth and took her down on the snow, threatening with a gasp: "If you call me again, I will kill about you!"
Shaking his body without giving up, he has not been frozen to death? ! Why is he so desperate? Ahuang, who thought of the bitter life, was sad in her heart, and was pressed by the cloud on the snow. Why didn't you start to be strong just now? You can tie him up without killing him! No regrets, the intestines were all green. At this time, only the eyes were rounded to remember the fierce appearance of this young man, and nodded hard to express his understanding.
In the winter of dripping and freezing, although the sword wound is heavy, the blood of the wound is frozen because of the cold weather, otherwise Yun Lang will have lost too much blood and died. Although lying in the snow, he was half comatose and half healed. The stick that did not give up woke him up. Hearing her cries, she jumped hard and caught Hua Biaobu. The wound on her back had already cracked, and the pain made him grin.
Puffing heavily, Yun Lang could only see that he was just a twelve or three-year-old girl. He was relieved and moved his hand to her neck to gently hold it. The flower is not so thin as a bean sprout, he can pinch her neck with one hand. Yun Lang was amused by his nervousness. After seeing the fear in his eyes, he relaxed slightly.
He asked in a low voice: "Where is this?"
She kept her hands on Yun Lang's chest very naturally. She stared at Yun Lang nervously, and she could only subdue her hatred even when she hated her.
"Yulinlingzhuang Linfu?"
No nodded.
There was a wailing in Yun Lang's heart, and he ran back to Lin Man after running for a long time. He looked around and found with satisfaction that this was an extremely empty vegetable garden. There was only a small wooden house standing alone. Even if Hua does not abandon the shout, he is sure to make her shout a second time. Yun Lang took a deep breath, grabbed the unbearable arm and stood up with a sword supporting his body. "Go in!" Yun Lang whispered when he saw the hut in front of him.
Do not abandon in my heart to greet his eighteen generations of ancestors, endure the pain of his arm braced Yunlang into the house.
The house is simple and small, with only one bed and one table. Sitting on the bed, Yun Lang picked up the teapot on the table and shook it. When he saw that there was water, he couldn't help but rejoice, and he drank up and drank cleanly.
The wound on the back must be bandaged. Yun Lang saw the pitiful appearance of sitting on the wall without giving up and couldn't help but soften his voice and said, "Girl, come and wrap me up, I won't kill you!"
If he did not abandon him, he would die from his wounds, but he would only show fear and delay the time.
"Come here!" Yun Lang snorted, squeezing the tea cup and breaking it.
He pressed his hand, staring at the neck that never gave up. As if telling her that if she pinched her neck just now, she would die.
He turned around and looked in the direction of the door.
Yun Lang looked at her with a sneer and said, "I promise you can kill you before you even run out of the house. Little girl film, if you want to be buried with the master, you shout!"
"Don't kill me! I don't shout!" This time, the voice is really shaking. She turned mechanically and her feet were too soft to move. Tears filled his eyes with fear, and slowly poured out of his eyes.
There were no lights in the room, and Xueguang printed in slightly from the window paper. Yun Lang looked at him a little carelessly. He thought she was pitiful like a puppy. If he wasn't in danger, Yun Lang thought, he wouldn't scare a little girl like this. He softened his tone and said: "You've saved me, I won't kill you. I just want to ask you to help, bandage me. I will leave as soon as possible, and I won't hurt you."
Without abandoning this, he slowly moved to the bed, staring blankly at the cloud covered with blood, not knowing where to start.
Yun Lang laboriously unbuttoned his clothes, but his back was stuck to the wound, and his heart hurt with tears. He frowned and whispered, "Tear off the sheet and wrap it directly!"
He didn't abandon holding the bed sheet, thinking of holding A Huang to sleep together last night, his heart resented. The sound of tearing the sheets was like a knife, stabs into her heart sharply. She wrapped up Yunlang in silence, tears dripping down, and there would be no shadow of Ahuang in the room.
After entangled, Yun Lang moved, and felt a lot more comfortable. He was hungry and tired, and just wanted to eat something to restore his strength and leave as soon as possible. Seeing that she kept crying, and thought of threatening a 12- or 13-year-old girl, she felt a little guilty. But in a dangerous situation, he could only pretend to be fierce, staring at the flower and saying, "Is there anything to eat here?"
Without giving up his heart, he lowered his eyes and whispered, "There are radishes outside the house. I'll take a few."
Her appearance at this time was simple and pitiful. The vegetable garden was empty and undoubtedly there, and she gasped: "Okay."
Seeing him nodding, he walked to the door without giving up. When she walked to the door, she turned back to see Yun Lang closing her eyes to adjust her breath. She quickly pulled the door to the door, snapped the lock together, picked up the iron pan and spatula by the house and struck hard, ripped her throat and shouted: "Come here! Catch a thief! There is a thief! Let's go—"
Yun Lang heard the sound of the door lock and the shouting of flowers, and secretly scolded a stupid girl who could act! Lifting the long sword and slamming into the window.
The windows were smashed and the clouds jumped out.
Hearing the noise, he turned around and saw a pair of ice-like eyes staring at himself in the glimmer of the snow. She was so terrified that she threw the pot and pulled her legs and ran out of the garden, shouting louder in her mouth.
"Smelly girl, dare to betray the young man!" Yun Lang gritted his teeth.
Her voice was crisp, and it spread far away in the night. Linling of Yaolingzhuang is not an ordinary family. The family-owned medical techniques have cured many martial arts personalities, and have also enveloped a group of experts in nursing homes. In the distance someone gradually lit a fire and rushed the lantern towards the garden. Yun Lang couldn't keep up, looked at her fiercely like a rabbit, and stumbled to the courtyard wall.
The blue brick walls of Linfu's courtyard are more than two feet tall. Yun Lang took a breath and tried to lean over the wall, instantly pulling the sword wound on his back, so that his eyebrows were shaking. Normally, such a height would not have troubled him, but now he is helpless. When he was injured and escaped, he jumped in with a breath, but now he can't jump out. Seeing the lights outside the garden getting closer and closer, Yun Lang lowered his head to see the dog hole in the wall, and bent down when his eyes closed.
He did not abandon and ran out of the garden quickly, his anger surging in his chest, only hoping that the people in the village would take revenge on Ahuang after he caught Yun Lang. At this time, she just turned back and saw Yun Lang bending over to drill the dog hole, want to run? Without stopping, he shouted loudly: "The thief drilled the dog hole and ran! He drilled the dog hole! He ran the dog hole and ran!"
The clear voice passed directly to Yun Lang's ears in the dark, and a handsome face was pale with anger. Dangfei Feiyunbao Shaobai main drill dog hole escape, in the future will be recognized by this girl spread out, he still has a face to stand in the rivers and lakes?
The big husband can bend and stretch, and he will revenge this day! Yun Lang gritted his teeth. Looking back at the black dog hole under the wall, enduring the pain on his back, he cried and said: "Smelly girl! You are dead! The young man will come back to find you!"
His voice came quietly across the courtyard wall. Not abandoning is like being struck by thunder, legs are paralyzed, one end fell in the snow, and a bite of ice and snow.