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Chapter 466 Don't Ask If You Shouldn't Ask
On the eaves, a group of black shadows moved in the wind, and piles of dilapidated blue tiles creaked under their feet.

Long Yun covered the wound on his arm and grabbed the end of the whip with one hand.

He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength to take back this practical and precious weapon.

"Boom!"

The whip twisted out of shape.

The other end was firmly grasped in Xiaojin's hand.

The whip grabber was annoyed.

Obviously he had the chance to win, so he whipped with all his strength, but he didn't get the golden whip as he wished.

"Let go!"

"open!"

Yell or scold.

The injured Xiao Jin endured the pain, and without saying a word, he tightly clenched the head of his whip.

Even though he was dragged so that his whole body shook, and the tiles on the soles of his feet were covered with a layer of dusty skin, he refused to compromise.

No matter how hard the other party dragged, the white palms were worn out, and red blood oozes out little by little, but the whip body seemed to grow on her flesh, like the roots of a plant grasping the soil.

"Don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

Pieces of thick blue tiles flew towards us with dead grass on the tiles.

Qilan was quick to wit, bent down and rushed over, sideways protecting Xiaojin's head, and quickly rolled to the side.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tiles fell to the ground, and the dust rose.

A row of not small holes were smashed one after another.

In this chaos, the roof shook heavily.

The broken walls and crumbling pillars crumbled hopelessly, like the groan of a dying old man after being punched and punched.

On the edge of the eaves, a pair of leather boots ran past, and the black shadow jumped down with the broken tiles on the soles, and staggered to the ground.

Long Yun stood on the side of the road with a gloomy face, covering his arms, black and red blood dripping densely from his fingers onto his skirt.

A pair of sharp eyes glanced back unwillingly, and cursed bitterly:
"In the future, we will cut your corpses into tens of thousands of pieces and throw them into the wilderness to feed the crows!"

After venting her anger on her mouth, the stabbing pain on her arm made her gasp.

Although the incision is small, it penetrates extremely deep.

Long Yun tried three times along the way before locking the acupoints and stopping the gurgling blood.

He had always regarded running away as a disgrace, but at this time it became the best policy, first to save his life, and second to save his life.

A bit of a miss is a nail in the coffin.

If it goes on for a long time, it's hard to say who will live and who will die.

At the beginning of the fight, I secretly noticed that although the young man's kung fu is complicated, he can't tell what kind of school it is, but his every move is so smooth that people can't find any flaws.

The white cold sunlight shone on the road, which made the blood drops on the ground shocking.

Long Yun lowered his head and walked heavily, looking for the carriage that brought her and his disciples while walking.

She dragged a tattered cloak, her waist-length hair was disheveled and fluttered in the wind, her hands and face were mixed with blood and dust.

There are more and more pedestrians on the roadside.

Some people pointed at her back, and some children screamed or cried in fright, which made her feel that she had become hideous.

The carriage did not go far.The old man who drove the car went to a nearby teahouse to eat and drink, and drove the car back slowly.

Obviously the carriage was just around the corner, but the old man was sitting and basking in the sun without even saying hello. She was so angry that she shouted:

"Don't die, come here soon, my aunt has been blowing cold wind for a long time!"

The old man is neither blind nor deaf.I had noticed a fleeing woman who looked like a homeless woman, but I didn't recognize it.

"Girl calm down. The old man is dazzled."

"Stop rambling, hurry up!"

He roared hoarsely, scaring the old man into a panic.

Hastily touched the whip, trembling and beat the horse on the way.

He was still curious why the apprentice who had been inseparable all this time didn't come.

As a master, he looks like he has suffered a defeat. That one must have gone and never returned.It's just that I don't know who killed it.

The half-new carriage turned around on the potholed road and disappeared at the wide intersection.

Chen Xing and Zhang Wenxuan, who were resting on the ground, were almost numb from the pain on their respective bodies.

This battle has been going on for a long time, but the two of them have no ability to help, so they can only be anxious.

Suddenly, almost at the same time, the two heard a loud noise above their heads, and their eyes widened in shock.

Immediately afterwards, the nose was full of choking dust and musty smell, and the dilapidated house in front of him made all kinds of strange noises.

The series of fights, a bunch of old beams, pillars, doors and windows were all injured without exception.

They hurriedly opened their voices and shouted hard towards the eaves:

"Xiaolan, Miss Jin, you two come down quickly!"

"Be careful, this house is about to collapse!"

Before the shouts fell, the whole room collapsed to the ground.The tiles were mixed with broken planks and earthen walls, and they were smashed down.

The place less than three meters away from the feet instantly became ruins.

"It's a step too late," Chen Xing cried, beating his chest and stamping his feet, "Could they be buried below?"

"Let's dig it out!"

Zhang Wenxuan groped forward a few steps, grasping the boards and stones with both hands and moving vigorously.

"Listen, it seems that someone is walking?"

Although he lost his glasses, everything around him seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, but his ears were still working.

"It's true that they are here! That's great!"

Qilan helped Xiao Jin, who was badly injured, and slowly walked over from behind.

The blood dripping from the corner of her mouth stained the neckline of the blue dress on her upper body red.

"Miss Xiao Jin, is your injury serious?"

"I'll be fine for a few days"

Long Yun's punch must have been desperately punched, and his flesh and blood were shaken, as if hitting an iron wall.

If it wasn't for evading in time, it would almost shatter all internal organs.

The two of them rolled from the eaves to the ground, and Qilan hit the ground first, acting as a temporary cushion, preventing Xiao Jin's internal injuries from aggravating.

Seeing that both of them were still alive and there was no serious problem, the companions who had been terrified were relieved.

Chen Xing's shoulder was still bleeding, and his lips were a little pale.Looking around, he pretended to be relaxed and grinned:
"Hey, it's over so soon? I haven't had enough yet!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiaojin struggled to get off Qilan's back, and raised his fingers a few times towards the two red incisions on his shoulders.

"Ouch! Girl Jin, don't hit people as soon as we meet, and hit me on the sore spot"

He was so wronged that he wanted to cry, and the wound was really painful, so his tears soon flowed down.

Zhang Wenxuan touched the wound lightly, and comforted the aggrieved Chen Xing in a low voice:
"He stopped the bleeding out of kindness for you. I'll disinfect and apply medicine to you when you go back, and the scab will heal within the next day at most."

The person who was beaten had his eyebrows twitched, and he could only take a big breath, gasping for breath, tears came out from the pain.

He thought that he didn't have to use such an extreme method to stop the bleeding, it could be done gently, just like she did to Gu Qijiang.

"Is Long Yun dead or has he escaped?"

"ran away."

Qilan yawned wearily.

Chen Xing was quite confused.

"The heads of this killer group are vicious, why don't they kill the harm?"

Xiao Jin turned his face and choked back angrily:

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

(End of this chapter)