Chapter 369: I’ve written it under the mud.

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"Come faster!" The people in the house whispered.
Yan Yan carefully looked at the grass house by the moonlight. It seemed to be a straw curtain on all sides, not a wall, no door and no window. If the straw curtains were rolled up, it should have been like a pavilion.
If such a building enters, the chances of escaping should still be a lot.
Yan Yan put a foot on the stone platform, and he was already holding it in his hand. Suddenly he noticed that the straw on the right hand had a slight movement. Her eyes turned slightly, and she saw the arrow extending from the inside.
Yan Yan was shocked and thought that he would fall to the ground without thinking. Just in the moment of the electric light and flint, the arrow slammed out and rubbed it on her back. She could even feel it. The cool breeze brought by the feather arrow.
He Temple, hidden in the dark, was bitten by mosquitoes. He thought that it was just a small trick for women and children to fight. In order to ruin the reputation of Yan Yan, he did not think deeply, so he sold his personal feelings. To her, I saw an arrow in the eye, and suddenly I realized that I was deceived by Yan Yan, but I came here. If I didn’t send the Buddha to the West, he felt that I couldn’t help myself to feed here. Long mosquitoes!
"Protect Mrs. Liang Liang!" Under the order, many officers and men were rushed out of the bamboo forest.
If the arrow is not a quick reaction, it has already been shot on the body. The guards of Xiaofu are all covered with cold sweat, but they are secretive and cannot be easily exposed to people. Moreover, they are now rushing out. It may be used by the government as a kidnapper, so it can only be quietly approached and protected in the dark.
More than a dozen people in the government will protect their faces, and all others will rush to the grass house.
Stretching out a dozen arrows from the straw curtain, and constantly shooting outwards, and the sword and the speed of this shot are different from the power and speed of the talent. The arrow that just shot the face is the bow and arrow. Bun.
There are many arrows and rains, and there are always people in the arrows.
"Seventeen mothers!"
Awkwardly, a familiar voice came from the bamboo forest in the south. Yan Yan looked up and saw the blue-blue suit. The hair was loosely falling, as if he was free to stand behind him. Among the bamboos, the white moonlight leaked from the bamboo leaves, and the tiny spots of light fell on him, reflecting the handsome face of the handsome and beautiful.
"Sang Chen?" Yan Yan at first sight did not recognize such a handsome person, actually the two rabbits!
Sang Chen saw blood everywhere, his face pale, and he held bamboo in his hand, barely fainting. He looked at Yan Yan with anxious eyes, I don't know how to be good, because there is blood everywhere in the open space, and the distance from the moonlight is not too clear. If it is close, Sangchen knows that he is seeing Blood halo, I don’t know if I will not go to Yan Yan before, I will faint!
"Where to stand, don't move!" She shouted and said to the surrounding people: "Sang is far away from the grass house, let's go!"
Many people have already discovered Sang Chen, but not everyone knows him. When he hears the words of Yan Yan, he will go backwards while defending the arrow.
After a few people, Yan Yan slowly moved to the bamboo forest.
"Mother!" Sang Chen suddenly exclaimed.
Yan Yanwen looked up and saw a figure rushing over. In the future, when she got a reaction, she was thrown to the ground. The back of her face was covered with stones, and she got a cold breath. She moved slightly and squatted. There was a sigh in the person on her.
Yan Yan stunned for a moment, only a hot liquid ran down her neck.
"Sang Chen!" Yan Yan was shocked, thinking of getting up, but could not push him.
"Mr. Liang Liang is moving, and Mr. Yuan is in the middle of the arrow!" I don't know who reminded me in the chaos.
Yan Yan also did not care about the other, she could not see what the situation was, had to ask: "Sang Chen, where did you hurt?"
Sang Chen did not answer, but for a moment, he laughed.
The sound of the waterfall is like Lei Zhen, but Yan Yan feels very quiet at this time. Quietly, she can clearly hear every emotion in Sang Chen’s smile. It is joy, relaxation and sadness.
"Sang Chen, you answered me, where did you hurt?" Yan Yan's heart was cold, and he couldn't control what was going on around him. He shouted: "Come on!"
"Seventeen mothers..." Sang Chen gently said. His voice was hoarse and shivering. "I am very happy..."
"Don't talk, don't talk." Yan Yan didn't know where he was in the arrow. He didn't dare to move around. He could only caress his arm. He didn't know whether to comfort him or comfort himself. "Sang Chen, there will be nothing. Believe me, believe me, I won't let you have something, if you have anything to go back and say."
When Yan Yan spoke, she clearly felt that her hands were covered with a lot of sticky liquid. She held her hand to her eyes and saw the blood of her hands in the moonlight. Her heart is very clear, from the time it fell to the present, it didn't take long. So much blood, it must have injured the aorta, the upper body of the upper body...
"I am very happy, I will not... I will always run to you in the opposite direction." Sang Chen’s voice is in his ear, and he can feel his strong breath. "I... send you every square." Under the mud, I wrote it..."
Sang Chen’s line of sight began to look awkward, and his brain was a little drowsy. He didn’t know if he would die. He just felt that he had the courage to say all his thoughts to her, and he wanted to finish it all at a time. He was afraid that he would always wake up. However, when I came back, I didn’t dare to tell her.
Seventeen mothers, obviously I met you first, obviously I have shown you so many times...
In Sang Chen’s mind, it is also clear that in the end of spring in Suzhou, above the stone bridge, the mother grabbed him. In fact, what he said at the time, he did not go to the heart, but the black soap on the power fence When he saw the yarn, he saw a face that he would never forget.
Yan Yan's hands and feet are cold. It turns out that there is a word on the back of his sturdy mud. But when she first saw the muddy scorpion, she only thought about whether she could use it to go back. If not, it would be better to ruin it. Therefore, the above words have not been carefully considered.
Somehow, Yan Yan suddenly thought of the side of the table that had been placed on his own table. There were two lines on the back: I wished the wine a good wind, and I was calm...
Looking at the starry sky, I was suddenly fascinated by the lightness of my body. She hurriedly stood up and saw an arrow that was half an inch out of Sang Chen's chest, and the blood was soaked in her robe.
"Sang Chen..." Yan Yan’s eyes swelled, and he calmed down and turned his head to look around. The gangsters had already escaped.
"There are two escapes in the grass house, and the rest are poisoned."
I don't know who's voice, Yan Yan only feels like coming from the sky. She looked at it, reached out and explored the pulse of Sangchen's neck.
Someone pulled her and shook it a few times. "You look sober!"
Yan Yan’s eyes moved over and saw Liu Qingsong’s anxious face. Her voice was flat and plain:
I am sober!

"Take him into the grass house." Yan Yan ordered, turned and asked Liu Qingsong, "Can you bring tools?"
"Bring it, but Yan Yan, he already..."
Liu Qingsong’s words were not finished but he was interrupted by Yan Yan. "He is not dead, he still has a pulse!"
After all, with the sang Chen’s sergeant going to the grass house, Liu Qingsong grabbed her.
You are sober, you are Datang, Datang! His kind of injury... It’s destined to die!

"What is life, I want to be manipulated by it, Sang Chen's life is in my hands, not in the hands of destiny!" Yan Yan's eyes were so dark that he could not see a trace of light.
Liu Qingsong was opened by her and looked at the delicate back in the sound of the earth-shattering waterfall. For a moment, she hurriedly followed up the big box he had been carrying around.
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