Chapter 116: 阮郎迷(2)

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Yan Yan immediately slammed to the ground, slamming, a knife flashing cold light flying overhead, inserted into the front trunk, the knife creaked.
Not waiting for a moment to breathe, but also a whistling wind came.
Yan Yan quickly turned over and watched as a big wooden rod with a thick arm touched her face. At the moment, she couldn't let her pay attention to anything else, waving a wooden stick.
But the strength of this individual is obviously much larger than that of Yan Yan. The blockage of Yan Yan only formed a fierce cushion. The stick was still on her head, but the strength was weakened and she was not dizzy.
Yan Yanyi rolled over the scope of the murderer's attack. After the gasping, she also saw the murderer: the whole body was wearing a black cloth, and the entire head was tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of eyes.
The light in the forest was dark, and the stunned face was undecided. It had not yet adapted to the eyes, and the black man’s stick wind swept over.
One inch short and one inch risk, although Yan Yan’s hands are a sharp weapon, he is forced to retreat by the other’s long stick. The man specifically greeted the face of Yan Yan, and once he did not pay attention, he might be stunned. Moreover, the other party is obviously martial arts. Even if it is not very clever, it is not a good enemy. The two face-to-face, the arm has already had several sticks, and she hurts to sweat, but the only short-lived short-handed clutch is in her hand. Do not let go.
The speed of the other party’s swing has also stagnated twice. It seems that I am surprised that Yan Yan has suffered such a large force. I am afraid that the hand bones are broken, and I can still resist it!
After this brief stagnation, it was followed by a more violent attack! But this short wheezing was enough for Yan Yan, she sneaked out a pack of powder, and waved before the opponent's stick.
The stick with the whistling wind slammed into the sacred cover of Yan Yan. Under this time, she didn’t even have time to hide. Just when she felt that she must die, the stick stopped at her head half inch, and the cool wind sweep Her scalp is numb.
When Yan Yan looked up and saw the past, he saw a strong man waving a sword like a radish. The wooden stick was cut off, and the long knife straightened the black man's chest and abdomen. Yan Yan recognized this person as Xiao Wei's guard, called Bai Yi. When I was relieved, I found that the soft feet were not like stepping on the ground. She had just moved half a minute and the land on her feet collapsed abruptly.
"Standing there, don't move!" Xiao Yu rushed to see him, and he saw this shocking scene. At the same time as he drank this sound, his body was like an electric flash, and his long arm grabbed the waist of Yan Yan. From the ground that is collapsing, borrow slightly and return to the original place.
Things happened between the electric and the flint, and Yan Yan was hugged in a wide arms by Xiao Yu, only to hear a bang from behind, and Xiao Yu’s long sigh of relief.
Yan Yan turned his head and saw that there was a big pit in the place where he stood. The soil collapsed along the place where Yan Yan leaked, revealing a bamboo pole that was erected inside, and could not help but a cold air. Absolutely a thousand holes.
It seems that the murderer has long planned to take her life.
After slowing down, Yan Yan quickly reminded: "Go to the song blue and the evening green!"
Xiao Yu’s voice was a little hoarse after relaxation.
Reassure, the two of them just suffered a little injury, and Yun’s master from the temple is being treated.

"What about the magical space?"
Xiao Yu paused: "She is alive and kicking, crying especially powerful, but if I am late for a while, I am not killed!"
Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the most worried things were settled. I couldn’t help but relax. Xiao Yu had a cool water vapor on her body, and her masculinity surrounded her overwhelmingly. Her face was pressed tightly by her hand from behind her head. On the strong chest, I can clearly hear his strong heartbeat.
The situation is awkward.
In order to divert attention, Yan Yan secretly calculated, and looked up and said: "The heart beats one or four times per minute. Are you idle for a long time, causing the body to deteriorate?"
Xiao Yu's face is black. Although she doesn't know what it means to be a minute, it does not affect his understanding of this sentence. He dares to love the beauty of this hero. At the end, it is not enough for the beauty to dislike the body! Xiao Yu said: "If you don't worry about your doctor, you won't have any problems when you run the whole mountain."
Because of his high head, Yan Yan’s head only reached his lower jaw, and he could not see Xiao Yan’s drooping eyes with a strange look.
After a while, Xiao Yu released his face, and his face was as usual with a faint smile. "Can the hand still move?"
With a slight movement of the arm, it was a painful pain in the heart, and a cold sweat suddenly appeared on the back.
"Bone broken?" Xiao Yu brows, a forceful force will unconsciously reveal.
Yan Yan snorted. "There is no problem with the left hand, and the right arm is broken."
Xiao Yu tears off his sleeve without speaking, and helps her handle the arm skillfully. His black hair dripping on the side of his face, chest, back, soaking the plain white coat, and streaking from the branches. In the moonlight, you can see the strong chest and abdomen and the back. The well-defined face and neck are covered with bright water drops. This look seems to be hurriedly crawling out of the tub.
Behind him, Bai Yi and the black man were in full swing, and Yan Yan’s layman also saw that the black man was already in the dark for a short time, I am afraid it will not last long. Yan Yan was thinking about this car. I saw that the black man’s weapon was loose, and he took the chest to the mouth of Bai Yi.
When Yan Yan opened his mouth and did not speak out, he heard a bang and the sharp blade penetrated the body.
Bai Yi smashed and pulled the sword out. The black man slid down slowly against the trunk and fell down on a bush. His eyes turned slightly and he was facing the mouth of the woods.
The soldiers who had just been around did not expect that this person would actually die, and they would hold it for a while. The noise in the woods suddenly calmed down, only the burning hum of the torch.
"It’s damn!" Bai Yi reacted and pleaded guilty to Xiao Yu. Only after a fierce fight, did not flow a few drops of sweat, but now suddenly drenched the entire coat.
Tonight, Xiao Yu asked him to protect Yan Yan from outside the 20-footer. By the way, he ambushed and arrested Su Fu. However, he only arranged for the man to wait for Su Fu to cast his own net, which led to the loss of his life. Protecting Yan Yan, "by the way" ambush... Xiao Yu said that this order is not unknown, but privately thinks that Yan Yan will not encounter any danger, or arresting Su Fu is more important, this is his first mistake. The second mistake is the important suspect who lost the case.
Xiao Yu helped Qi Yan to go over, faintly looked at Bai Yi, it seems that there is no anger, calmly said: "Uncover the cover."
According to the experience, Bai Yi felt even worse. At the moment, he did not dare to think more. He put the sword in his hand and reached out to open the cover of the black man.
A face that was exposed for the ordinary face, about 40 years old, the eyebrows were calm, the look of peace, with a faint mist in his eyes, whispered a "South without Amitabha" and slowly closed his eyes.
Yan Yan recognizes that this person is a net teacher, but is she not being taken into custody? But think about it, she is a monk who doesn't ask the world, and no one thinks that she will martial arts, and the general cell can't control her.
Yan Yan is not very good, and after a fierce struggle, I have long been unable to support it. Once I relax, I will bloom in front of my eyes, and the picture I see will become more and more blurred. I will only hear Xiao Yu’s anxious. The calling sound immediately falls into a warm place.
No dreams overnight.
In the morning, the coldness in the morning made Xiao Yan suddenly woke up, and moved slightly, and the right arm was dull and painfully transmitted to each nerve ending, which made her even the cold hair erect.
"Xing Niang?" Yan Yan called out.
The footsteps outside were a bit eager, but for a moment, Yan Yan saw a Xing Niang a tearful face soaked in some swollen face, Xing Niang sitting in front of the couch, hoarse voice said: "Can scare the old Slave! Mother woke up, just wake up!"
Yan Yan suddenly thought of yesterday's thing, "The net master is dead?"
"Dead, what a family member, you should die!" Xing Niang grinned. After saying it, it was soft and airy: "Mother has been here for more than a month. It is better to ask Lang Jun, let’s go back to the government. This is really dangerous outside. Now there are Xiao’s and Cui’s relatives. Tight to you."
Is it safe to return to the government? I am afraid it may not be. Yan Yan was unmistakable and did not argue with Xing Niang.
"Mother woke up?" The late green was carrying a basin of water coming in, and the voice was so dumb.
Yan Yan looked up and saw her wrapped in a thick plain neck.
Late Green noticed her gaze and touched her neck and smiled. "I haven't known it recently. It's a murderer who can't go with my neck. No, it was hanged to the tree last night, oh, but this time. There is a song blue to accompany me to be hanged, so I have a companion."
Xing Niang violently knocked her a blast, and said: "When you are a good thing, the master servant will take a trip to the ghost gate and take a look at the monkey skin with a hippie smile!"
The evening green mouth was easy to say, but my heart was also a little scared. Last night, fortunately, Baiyi came in time. She and the song blue were suspended in the tree but it was a little bit of time, but also supported by hands, otherwise it was so thin and tough. Lines can cut their throats in just a few moments.
Late green squinted at her head, close to Yan Yan whispered to her: "The magical space is waiting at the door, saying that Liu Shishi is taking people to dig graves! Mother wants to see."
In the heart of Yan Yan’s heart, he got up and said:
Go, go see.

Xing Niang sees Yan Yan and wants to go out, immediately stunned the evening green, and stopped Yan Yandao: "Mother! The old slave wants you to stop and stop. If it wasn’t for Xiao Langjun last night, you can... I can't always protect you, but I don't care about these things earlier."
When I mentioned Xiao Yu, Xing Niang was full of regrets. She had a good time to look at Xiao Yu, the instrument was in a good position, and she was a high-ranking official. She was very calm and calm. She seemed to be able to protect people. In this year, I wouldn’t find a way to find a husband!
And last night's things even more confirmed Xing Niang's guess, but unfortunately Xiao Yu's life is hard. Xing Niang is bent on making a good impression. Naturally, she only seeks peace and does not fame and fortune.
"The net sputum is not necessarily the real murderer, or maybe there are accomplices, I have to go and see, otherwise her accomplices will kill me again, isn't it worse?" Yan Yan was dressed in the evening green clothes. While comforting Xing Niang: "When this case is over, I promise not to mix this kind of thing."
After this incident, Yan Yan also thoroughly understood that although the Law of the Tang Dynasty has been relatively perfect, it is not as good as her era, and even if she has not maintained her own strength, then if she continues to undergo autopsy, she will not be allowed to die any day. I am afraid that even these people around me will suffer. Therefore, what she said to Xing Niang is definitely not just perfunctory.
It seems that it can only be found another.
Yan Yan sighed, as she began to think well, in the Tang Dynasty to practice medicine to earn some money, and then find a good man to marry himself. It was only at the beginning that it deviated from the track she had originally envisaged, so that once she participated in the case, she got the anatomical scalpel, and the blood of her body burned instinctively, and she had long forgotten.
This lesson is like being a good drinker and letting her wake up.
Xing Niang saw her look serious, and there was a depression in her eyebrows, which would no longer stop. She only said: "Mother can understand."
Xing Niang sighed and looked at Yan Yan to go out. If her mother is no longer self-willed, Mr. Sang is really a good choice. Even if there is no Boling Cui, the craftsmanship of the two can be good.
Yan Yan put on the power fence, just walked out of the gate, and saw the magical space shrinking on the bamboo fence. A small face was paler than when she saw it yesterday. She saw her face and stood up, her voice weak and authentic. "You told me to check my body last night, do you still count? They are digging the grave of their mother..."
"Nature is a number." Yan Yan looked at her, her expression softened unconsciously. "However, can you give me the song of last night?"
The illusion stared at Yan Yan, and for a long time: "When you don't stretch your face, it looks so good."
Yan Yan stunned, but listened to her: "Then I sang, you have to talk and count."
When he spoke, he gently squatted, and the bleak tunes were slightly tender and tender, and Yan Yan walked slowly, and went side by side with her.
As soon as I heard the song, when I was close to the hustle and bustle, I heard the voice of the nunnery.
The other two soldiers near the side door that passed yesterday saw the Yan Yan and the magical space coming over, and they did not stop. When Yan Yan entered the door, he saw the female Nines sitting around the grave, clasping their hands together, and devoutly surging the undead. The classics.
The tomb has been dug in half. Xiao Yan sees Yan Yan and can't help but frown, but does not ask anything. Instead, he explains the case: "Half of the grave is buried, obviously it has been dug in the near future, but the surface The turf is well covered. How come you are here yesterday?"
Yan Yan squinted her eyes and looked at the morning sun through the power saponin, and fell on the bright red Begonia. "I heard the voice of the illusion, then I came over and didn't want to be in the middle of the murderer's plan."
Xiao Yu’s eyes turned sharply to the magic sky.
Why did you come here last night?

The illusion of the emptiness of the dynasty has shrunk, and the whispered: "Master told me that it was the mother's day of worship, and the autumn sea was just right, and the mother could hear me."
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