Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Chapter 529 Life and death are on the line, fighting for life

He blocked it, but Ling Jingxuan had no inner strength after all. The opponent made a blow with all his strength, and he vomited blood. The bearded man sneered disdainfully, "I see how long you can last!"

"Well!"

While speaking, the man holding the big knife continued to exert pressure, and the knife edge was about to chop off his arm with the scalpel. Yan Shengrui, who was entangled by others, shouted anxiously, "Jing Xuan!"

"bump!"

Perhaps because of his anger, Yan Shengrui once again threw away those people and ran towards Ling Jingxuan, the sharp point of the sword in his hand straight up against the man's vest.

"Stop him!"

The other people who rushed with the man turned around and blocked his path. Ling Jingxuan's blood-stained lips raised a bloodthirsty smile: "Do you still have time to take care of others?"

"what!"

When the words fell, the man couldn't react in time. Ling Jingxuan resolutely abandoned the scalpel that was facing his incision. Before the downward force could reach him, he turned around at a strange speed and stabbed the other scalpel into him with his backhand. On the back of his back, the man who was still arrogant and arrogant just screamed and fell down. All the people who were chasing them couldn't help but take a moment. Yan Shengrui took advantage of the situation to return to him: "How is it? Are you injured?"

Tiger Eyes looked at him nervously and anxiously, for fear of where he was hurt. God knows how worried he was when he saw him coming back. Ling Jingxuan didn't answer him, just shook his head silently, bent over to pick up the scalpel on the ground, and glanced at him. The group of people staring at him on the opposite side pulled out the scalpel that had been inserted into the man's back and directly pierced his heart with a swipe.

"Let's go together, don't waste your time!"

Stepping on the man's corpse, Ling Jingxuan cold-bloodedly locked on the people opposite him. After confirming that he should be fine, Yan Shengrui quietly felt relieved, but seeing the blood on the corner of his mouth, he still felt very dazzling, and his heart became more and more tangled. tighter.

"He has no inner strength, come on!"

One of them roared loudly, and dozens of men in black rushed forward waving their swords. Yan Shengrui slashed away the swords that were slashed by the two men in front of him, and pulled Ling Jingxuan behind him, while fighting against others. Protecting him, Ling Jingxuan was injured by someone before, and his chest was burning hot, but in the face of the fierce attack of the enemy, not only did he not get distracted, but he made his move more decisively. among the enemies.

"Be careful!"

Yan Shengrui met the enemy head-on and blocked most of the enemy's attacks. Out of the corner of his eyes, someone slashed at him in the chaos. Ling Jingxuan warned him and turned to separate the sneak attacking sword, just? ?

"Stab!"

There are many people on the other side, and there are other people separated by one person. Ling Jingxuan did not check, and was stabbed in the shoulder blade: "Damn!"

Seeing this, Yan Shengrui kicked the ground, Ling Jingxuan quickly took out a pill and put it in his mouth. The wound was not very deep, but because their weapons were poisonous, his eyes were still a little flowery, but he didn't just fall down. .

"Damn things!"

"what."

Yan Shengrui is really on fire now. The sharp sword in his hand seems to have its own vitality. He pulls up countless sword flowers and flies to the enemy. Often, the flip of his wrist can kill people. Ling Jingxuan, who is protected by him behind him, also There is no time to deal with the wound, and after the poison in the body has dissipated a little, he joins the battle. After all, he was injured and his combat effectiveness is not as good as before, and he was almost pierced by the enemy's sword several times.

"Puff puff."

Just as they were fighting fiercely, there was the sound of uniform horse hooves in the distance. There seemed to be a lot of people. Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan's eyes narrowed at the same time. Taking advantage of the joy of those people, Yan Shengrui turned around and embraced Ling Jingxuan with a sword. The blood road, went straight to the left direction.

"Chase!" The men who had reacted didn't care, they chased after him.

"I remember that there was a river in front of me. When there was a fair, there was a ferry going there."

The setting sun has already set in the west, and it is not safe to travel through the woods. Ling Jingxuan pointed a finger, and Yan Shengrui immediately took him to run over. On the way to escape, they still had to guard against the cold arrows behind them from time to time. Those people seemed to really want to Their lives have been chasing after them all the time. The river Ling Jingxuan mentioned soon appeared in sight. It was a tributary of the inland sea sandwiched between two mountains. It could not be regarded as a real river. Under the cover, the river surface was dim, and it was cold and lifeless. April was the season when the tide was rising and falling, and the river under the faint seemed to be even more dangerous.

"Punt the boat!"

Holding Ling Jingxuan and jumping onto the bamboo raft that was docked on the shore, Yan Shengrui took out a silver ingot and threw it to the boatman who was wearing a bamboo hat on the bow of the boat, a scorpion, and a bamboo pole in his hand.

"Yes"

The boatman is not as enthusiastic as the average ferryman. After putting away the money, he turned around and inserted the bamboo pole into the water. Yan Shengrui was completely attached to Ling Jingxuan, and he didn't have time to pay attention to others, even when the people chasing them disappeared. He didn't notice it, but Ling Jingxuan was different. He had already healed the poison of the wound, but the wound on his shoulder was too late to deal with, it was still bleeding.

"Tear off the clothes from the wound for me."

Ling Jingxuan paid attention to the strange boatman with a hoarse voice and pretended not to notice anything. Yan Shengrui didn't speak when he heard the words, but stared deeply at the blood that had coagulated, but was still bleeding. Almost tremblingly, he picked up the fabric of the clothes at the wound.

"Tear One"

On the increasingly dim river, the sound of clothes being torn was particularly harsh, and Yan Shengrui was heartbroken.

Pain, qiáng endured the anger of overturning the sea, took out the skin and poured water to clean the wound for him.

"Well!"

After all, it was a wound, and the moment the water stimulation hit the wound, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help sweating, Yan Shengrui said distressedly: "Very, it will be fine soon, bear with it?"

The dignified general king was so frightened that his voice trembled, and no one would believe him when he said it.

"It's alright, let's put some medicine on it."

Looking down at the two wide mountain passes, it was impossible to sew stitches. Ling Jingxuan raised his head and threw him a soothing smile. With the other hand, he grabbed the burden and took out a small porcelain bottle and a roll of his own invented by the hospital. Handing the gauze to him, Yan Shengrui opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything, so he could only reach out to take the porcelain bottle, leaned over and carefully poured the powder on his wound.

"Huh?? Go ahead, time is running out."

Most of the gold sore medicines with hemostatic effect contain stimulant ingredients with strong effect. Ling Jingxuan, who originally wanted to hold it back, let out a small moan, his eyes that were almost blurred with pain, glanced at them with his back facing them, and gradually propped the raft up to The boatman in the middle of the river ordered himself to think about what he wanted as much as possible, in order to divert his attention from the wound.

"Um?"

Yan Shengrui, who was concentrating on giving him medicine, seemed to have heard his pun. Ling Jingxuan used his body to block the boatman, and winked at him quietly. The tiger's eyes suddenly became murderous, and the injured movement was much faster. The wound on his shoulder was bandaged.

"Pfft!"

Just as they were about to clean up the boatman, there was a sudden sound of falling into the water from the stern. The two of them looked over at the same time, and the boatman could no longer be seen at the stern.

"Be careful, it should be in the water. This time the river is a bit turbulent. He should want to break the bamboo raft and let us fall into the water. For those who are not familiar with water, the combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly reduced after falling into the water."

Standing up with his injured right arm, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui stared back to back at the increasingly turbulent river surface. The sound of the river flowing disturbed Yan Shengrui's hearing, and he couldn't correctly judge the exact location of the enemy.

"Stab, stab, stab"

"Jingxuan!"

About two minutes later, the tightly tied bamboo raft made a strange noise. Then, the bamboo raft shook violently, and the two of them could hardly stand still. Yan Chengrui was shocked and hugged Ling Jingxuan into his arms. The bamboo raft gradually loosened, and Ling Jingxuan, who was leaning against Yan Shengrui's arms, had dark eyes.

"Clap??"

"With your skill, is there a way to fly up the cliff with a bamboo pole?"

The situation will not develop in a good direction just because they are worried, the bamboo raft has spread out, Ling Jingxuan's heart is stunned, he looks up at Yan Shengrui, the bamboo raft goes all the way down, and now they are in the right place. Between the two mountains, the mountains are the two banks, and it is impossible to get close to the shore. The mountains on both sides are as high and steep as someone splitting out with an axe. There is basically no focus. The two of them want to fly up together. Impossible, in this case, you can only take one and count one.