Chapter 129: Sorry, stained your clothes

In order to avoid the hydrangea being snatched by him during the lowering of the bamboo tower, did she choose to jump straight down? He was a little puzzled, is it worth it to accompany his own life in order to win the hydrangea? If you fall from such a high bamboo tower, even if you work lightly, you won't die but you will definitely be injured.
Yan Su loosened his hand and turned over. Turned from the 17th floor to the 16th floor, and jumped straight from the 16th floor to the 14th floor.
Qin Jiu's downward momentum was very fast, but Yan Su's downward movement was also extremely fierce. From a distance, he couldn't even see the light movement of his toes on the crossbar. He saw his body downward. Fluttering.
Just when he was about to catch up with Qin Jiu, he saw the weird smile on the corner of Qin Jiu's lips. She suddenly stretched out her left arm and pulled it upwards, and a large piece of red cloth blasted away, like a big umbrella, covering him and her.
Qin Jiu's downward force slowed down after the big red umbrella was opened. However, Yan Su couldn't hold back his movements, and fell one more floor before he reached out and climbed a crossbar of the bamboo tower.
He looked sideways, and Qin Jiu floated down from him holding a big red umbrella.
At that moment, he clearly saw the woman winking at him, proud and provocative. Her eyelashes are very long, and her wings flicker like a butterfly, and a shadow is reflected under her white eyes. The sunlight reflected on her through the big red umbrella, dyeing a faint blush on her cheeks, charming and delicate.
His gaze swept across her body, and he was surprised to find that she was only wearing a pair of white trousers and the red skirt was missing. But then he understood that the big red umbrella was actually her skirt. She did not know when she took off her skirt, because it was extremely wide, and only wrapped the waist with silk thread, and then connected the silk thread on the outside to make a big red umbrella.
How did such a thing happen?
Let me ask, in the process of falling, what kind of a calm mindset must be maintained to be able to do this well?
It seems that she is indeed not afraid of death, and she is not ashamed.
May I ask, which woman would think of using her skirt to save her life? He thinks that only this demon can do it. Other women, even if they think about it, probably would rather die than take off their skirts.
At this moment, Yan Su really didn't know whether to admire or despise this enchantress.
In a flash of thought, she swept down like the wind from his side. She even raised the hydrangea in her right hand towards him.
In fact, only Yan Su knew that he had just tried his best to chase after her, but it was not to take the hydrangea from her hand. He actually just wanted to grab her hand and didn't even think about the hydrangea.
To say, he didn't want her to die, Yan Su felt impossible. However, maybe he didn't want her to die so cheaply. She was already the strongest opponent in his heart. Naturally, let him defeat her and convince her before he could die. That was the result she wanted, not just dying without warning before his eyes.
Therefore, seeing that she finally won't fall to death, Yan Su still feels a little grateful in his heart.
Although Qin Jiu opened up her dress and swelled the wind, the momentum of her fall instantly slowed down. With this momentum, she would not be able to fall, but she would inevitably be injured. Qin Jiu was ready to kiss the earth. Preparation. However, instead of falling to the ground, she fell into a broad warm embrace.
The person who hugged her was impacted by the force of her fall and took a few steps back. Then he hugged her and fell to the ground. The ground of the martial arts arena was all dirt, and the two of them rushed. Falling to the ground, it raised dust all over the floor. However, the man lying on the ground did not let go of Qin Jiu, but still hugged him tightly.
Qin Jiu felt that her internal organs seemed to be shaken and moved, and she lay on the person without moving for a while. The person under her body did not move, but panted quickly.
After a while, Qin Jiu lazily opened his eyelids and squinted at it. She was a little surprised when she saw Yan Yu. In fact, she thought it was loquat.
Yan Yu seemed to be in a very bad mood at this moment. A strange light flashed from the eyes of those beautiful phoenix eyes. He stared at her, watching her gaze, as if the eagle falcon flying under the sky had found its prey. Sharp, precise, and unabashedly anger grabbed her sight.
Qin Jiu closed his eyes and felt a little puzzled. She desperately tried to get the hydrangea for him. He didn't seem grateful at all. It was really unreasonable. The corner of her lips raised a delicate smile and raised the hydrangea in her hand towards her, "Master, I... won. The hydrangea... here you are."
After she finished speaking, she felt a smelly sweetness in her throat. She couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, unceremoniously vomiting it all on the placket of Yan Yu's chest, and instantly wet his clothes Blockbuster.
In the end, the opponent was Yan Su, who had suffered internal injuries inadvertently, and with the fall from the top, his body was a little unbearable. The wound on his shoulder was also intriguing, and Qin Jiu frowned in pain. She wiped off the blood from the corners of her lips, forcibly suppressed the surging desire to vomit blood again in her chest, and smiled guiltily at Yan Yu, "Master, I'm sorry, you got your clothes dirty. Turning back, I will accompany you with something better."
As she said, she propped herself up and wanted to get up from Yan Yu. Yan Yu lay on the ground, staring at her face with sharp eyes, which seemed to have a hook in it, and it seemed to contain a paste. Hook her and stick it. He did not speak, but the arm around her waist did not relax at all.
Qin Jiu thought that Yan Yu wanted the hydrangea in her hand, so he reached out and handed the hydrangea to him, and said with a smile, "Master, give you the hydrangea." Then, she put the hydrangea on Yan Yu's body.
Loquat had already rushed over quickly. He squatted down and pulled Yan Yu's arm apart. This helped Qin Jiu from Yan Yu's body. He asked in a low voice beside Qin Jiu's ear, "He was seriously injured. not heavy?"
Qin Jiu whispered, "Help me into the carriage later."
Loquat nodded, and helped Qin Jiu onto the chair on one side.
Zhou Sheng hurried over and asked, "Miss Qin, are you okay? Oh, why are you vomiting so much blood? Is it hurt?"
"It's okay, naturally it's okay." Qin Jiu said with a smile covering his mouth.
Yan Yu lay on the ground for a while, and when his attendants were in a hurry, he slowly got up when everyone thought he had been injured by Qin Jiu. Patting the dust on his body, wearing clothes stained with Qin Jiu's blood, his face calmly sat back on the chair.
He stretched out his hand to hold on to the handle of the chair, and then stabilized the shaking of his fingers.
Just now, his fingers have been trembling imperceptibly, others can't see it, but he can detect it.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt a very complicated feeling in his heart.
That is fear, fear, and anger.
When he saw her leaping down from the tall bamboo tower, there was a buzz in his head that moment, blank. At that time, his heartbeat stopped, his thinking stopped, his hearing was disabled, and his eyesight was disabled.
He couldn't hear the exclamation of everyone around him. He didn't seem to see the scene in front of him either, everything had become a black and white illusion, only the touch of red was vivid, it was the reality he could see, and the rest were clouds.
He didn't even know how he got under the bamboo tower. Did he walk? Jumped? Or did you jump over? He really doesn't remember it.
He only knew that he was going to catch her and would never let her fall to the ground. Then, he did it.
He caught her, and when Wen Yu Nuanxiang hugged her, his whole talent recovered, and the screams and worried shouts around him reached his ears. But his fingers kept trembling.
He knew that it was a sign of fear and fear. After confirming that she was safe and sound, amidst fear and fear, another anger was added.
How can she jump down? How could this be?
"Has the prince been injured?" asked Hou Jun, Shangshu of the Ministry of War.
Yan Yu let out a sigh of relief, leaned back lazily on the chair, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, Master Jiu is not very plump. If I change to Xiao Qiu Rong of Worry-Free Home, where can this king speak at this moment? I'm afraid I was injured early."
The girl Qiu Rong of Wuyouju is a well-known beauty. She is already well-known for her plumpness. As long as she has been in the gentle and gentle town of Goulan, she has been heard.
When everyone heard what Yan Yu said, they all laughed. Yan Su had already come down from the bamboo tower. He stood there for a while before slowly walking over from the bamboo tower.
In a game, Yan Yu finally won two games in three games.
After all, Su Xiang was also a veteran with a face, so he couldn't say anything. Because most of the people who came to watch the martial arts today were important ministers in the DPRK, everyone saw Yan Yuyi's victory. However, because Qin Jiu and others were members of the Tianchen Sect, his expression was unavoidable.
Seeing that the matter was over, Qin Jiu got up and said to Yan Yu that he would go back first. In fact, she couldn't hold it anymore. Yan Yu nodded, and Loquat helped her out of the martial arts field.
Before leaving, she glanced back and saw Yan Su leaning against the bamboo tower with arms folded, squinting at her, and there was a subtle wave of waves in the ice-covered eyes. Yan Yu leaned on the chair, laughing and talking with the people around him.
As soon as Qin Jiu got to the carriage, he vomited blood again, unable to hold it any longer, and passed out into a coma.
The carriage rolled forward, she felt as if she was walking in the fog, and she seemed to be floating in the clouds. My body is extremely painful, my chest is blocked, and I can no longer breathe.
Many people and many things come to mind.
It was the nightmare of her life.
She curled up, cuddling in a warm embrace.