Chapter 2218: Singles against a hundred thousand army 3

No, the worst result is not to be broken, but to be caught and taken back to the camp.
With the hatred of these people for her, she hadn't seen a woman in a few years. If she was taken back, she would rather blew herself up!
Very tired, my whole body is numb, my hands are just playing mechanically.
The body shook slightly, a murderous intent missed, and a slippery fish rushed up, stabbing a sword on her left shoulder.
The man stabbed with a sword and didn't immediately pull it out, but stabbed forward forcefully.
Puff, sharp sword pierced the three-pointer again.
The blood flowed out, Xia Weibao's internal force of chaos and riots lost control due to this sword for a moment, and the countercurrent hit the meridians.
Spits out a mouthful of blood.
He gritted his teeth and hooked up the strings, shot them out violently, and directly flew the man out.
She held the sword in one hand and drew it out forcefully. The blood was like a shot, blending with the blood on her body, red to black.
The internal force shook the meridians, and she couldn't hold it anymore and fell.
Before she lost her consciousness, she saw countless sharp swords slashed at her, and the man's angry red eyes...
She woke up again in a tent, lying on a simple bed, looking weakly at the strange environment.
"Wake up? Does it hurt?"
The gentle voice of the man came from the top of his head, Xia Weibao moved a bit, pulled the wound on his shoulder, and frowned slightly.
Lu Hualiang was extremely nervous, "Is it painful?"
That sword stabbed so deeply, how could it not hurt.
As long as he thinks of the scene where she was stabbed, he can't wait to kill all the people who hurt her!
In fact, he did kill all.
One hundred thousand army, not one left!
Xia Weibao shook his head and nodded again.
The wound was really painful, but the stabbing of this sword was real, and there was no fake content at all.
It's just that the pain is nothing to her.
Before walking in the arena and never suffered any injuries, this sword is not intolerable.
However, seeing his so concerned eyes, she suddenly felt wronged, and then she felt the wound hurt.
"pain……"
I opened my mouth and realized that my voice was terribly weak.
Lu Hualiang twisted his eyebrows together, bowed his head and kissed her forehead, gently holding up her bandaged hand, his eyes filled with distress, "I'm sorry, it's me."
He shouldn't scold her, let alone quarrel with her. If she wants to follow along, it is not a big deal. Why can't he control his temper? Why can he scold her.
This is his queen, the queen who cheated into the palace with all his hardships. It should be held in the palm of his hand and hurts. How could he be angry with her.
If it hadn't been for him to yell at her, she would not run away in anger, nor would she encounter the hundred thousand army, nor...
At the time, if he was one step late, would he have to follow her?
These hands, such beautiful hands, are now bloody, with bones visible.
He looked so painful, it hurt to the bones.
"I promise that I will never lose my temper to you again, no matter what you borrow, it will not."
He was really scared. Such a thing would be enough to make him feel guilty for a lifetime.
Xia Weibao couldn't bear to see the self-blame in his eyes, "The emperor, the concubine is okay, it doesn't hurt."
"How can it not hurt." Lu Hualiang was uncomfortable.
That sword almost pierced her shoulder.
Playing the piano for so long has already damaged visible bones.
"It really doesn't hurt. You don't have to worry about me. Compared with my previous walks, this is only a minor injury."