Chapter 18: Warm Yang Like Poison
One of them stood up straight, smiled coldly, and watched the girl tug on his collar.
He smiled and said: "In this battle to defeat demons, I've really had enough of the disdainful looks from those sects. Brother, I have been holding back the evil fire for a long time. Today, you are a sinner. The daughter came to the door and asked us to have a good time!"
The girl's eyes suddenly opened in horror, she did not expect that these people turned out to be a group of beasts in disguise!
I thought it was just a misunderstanding. After explaining it properly and calming their anger, they would let her and her father go back.
After all, my father didn't kill anyone.
But who knew that they were so inferior to animals!
Under the girl's screams, the group of people stopped beating her, rubbed their hands, and surrounded her with laughter, tearing off the hemp ropes and clothes on her body.
"Not bad, not bad. They say the debts of the father are repaid by the son. If your father killed someone, just let us enjoy it."
"Stop struggling, take care of me." , maybe I can spare your life.”
"Hahaha, we are immortals. Do immortals understand? You, a mortal, can serve a few of us. That is your great blessing and destiny. No one else can ask for it!"
Girl While screaming, he struggled to avoid their palms, his eyes were red from crying: "Ah! No! Get away!"
Bailian's eyes turned around the father and daughter. , the slightly narrow eyes slowly narrowed.
The curvature of the slender eyes could not help but change his gentle temperament, bringing with it a bit of fierce demonic intent.
The autumn water in the hand and the arm are connected in a line, and the umbrella surface is shaking a few times.
The green grass in the mountain swayed slightly, and the dew was shaken off, but it did not penetrate into the soil. Instead, it followed the sword's edge and extended into dozens of sharp water lines, piercing the air.
Those people were in high spirits when suddenly a cold and fierce wind blew up behind them, and they turned around suddenly. However, the cultivation of these people was obviously not as strong as the five people that night.
Unable to react in time, a line of water penetrated their bodies, bringing out a trace of red blood, and they fell to the ground.
Bailian put away his sword indifferently, gathered the loose black silk around his neck, and covered his half-ruined cheek.
The ropes that tied the girl's body were scattered all over the floor. Because Bai Lian made the move quickly, most of her coarse cloth coat was torn off. The clothes inside were still intact, and no trace of them was exposed. Spring.
But she was obviously frightened, covering her chest with her hands in fear and sobbing softly.
"You...you killed someone..."
She looked at the person in front of her carefully, and saw that he was holding a very beautiful and extremely expensive umbrella.
His black robe covered his body, and his appearance was completely hidden by the wide hood. The chin that could originally be seen was also surrounded by a long black silk several times, covering up his chin and neck.
The skin all over the body seemed to be dark, and only the pale palm holding the umbrella could be seen.
The palm of the hand has distinct joints and the fingers are long and slender. It is a very beautiful boy's hand, but it is bloodless and does not look like a living hand.
For a moment, the girl wondered if the person in front of her was an evil monster in the mountains.
But then I thought about it, monsters don’t know how to save people.
Immediately he saw the vigorous spirit deer trotting behind him, and he kneaded his calf affectionately, finally feeling completely at peace in his heart.
Such a beautiful little deer looks full of energy. If the person in front of him is an evil spirit in the mountains, he is not worthy of such a natural closeness to the little animals.
Balian nodded slightly at her, instinctively unwilling to have too much involvement with humans.
After saving the people, he said nothing more and turned around to bury the corpses.
I thought he would be very disgusted with killing people, but when he actually raised his sword to kill people, he found that his heart was indeed cold and unmoved.
"My benefactor, please wait a moment... Ouch!" When the girl saw him turning around to leave, she felt anxious and was about to get up.
But she forgot that when she was caught here by this group of people, she struggled and resisted fiercely.
Those vicious teenagers struck hard, and one of them kicked her hard directly on her calf. I don't know if the bones were broken or something else, but the pain was excruciating as soon as I got up. My face, which was already pale from fright, looked even paler now.
Bailian turned around helplessly, his eyes fell on her legs, and he saw something strange.
He slowly squatted down, holding the glazed umbrella between his shoulders and cheeks. Without a word, he took off the little cloth shoes on the girl's feet and carefully rolled up his trouser legs to his knees.
After pinching it gently with his fingers for a moment, he said: "It's a broken bone. It'll be fine just to reattach it and nurse it for a few days. It's nothing serious."
When his fingers touched her skin, the girl felt that his hands were as cold as the snow in the mountains. They were cold but not cold, just enough cold to not make people feel disgusted.
Coupled with the young man's dark, gentle and slow tone, it made her feel a little shy.
"It hurts a little, just bear with it."
After Balian said that, he used both hands to reconnect the dislocated bones with a click.
The girl groaned and held back firmly without screaming.
Balian turned slightly sideways, looked at the half-dead middle-aged man on the ground, and said in a slightly helpless tone: "In the future, you can't just pick up the dead people's things."
The man grunted in pain, and said in a slightly helpless tone. I don’t know if I heard it or not.
"That...that, my benefactor, I can't repay my life-saving grace. Xiao Ting has nothing to offer. I only have this. I made it with my own hands this morning. Although it is already cold, the taste is still the same. It’s very good, I hope your grace can accept it.”
The girl took out something wrapped in a clean white cloth from the small orchid bag on her waist, handed it to Bailian, and said timidly.
Bailian took the cloth bag and opened it, but there were three big chubby meat buns.
The eyes under the shadow of the hood were slightly lowered, with a hint of sadness.
Baozi is not a rare item, but for Orion families who are so poor that they have to pick up even their wallets, they are a rare delicacy.
The girl means well.
It’s a pity that Balian can’t eat it.
"Well, thank you." But he did not refuse and carefully wrapped the three meat buns.
Just as he was in his arms, something unexpected happened.
“I want you to be a hero and save the beauty!”
One of the disciples from the Palace of Beasts who was supposed to die suddenly jumped up.
He covered his bloody heart with one hand, and slashed at Balian's back with a sword in the other hand.
The quality of the sword is not high, that is, it is a treasure among ordinary swords, and it cannot split the powerful body of the corpse demon.
Even the seemingly ordinary black robe on Balian couldn't be split open. The sword edge passed by the clothes and created a spark.
Unscathed.
Kebalian was carrying an open glazed umbrella on his shoulder, and there was no hand on the umbrella handle.
No matter how weak the man is, the strength in his hand is enough to fly the umbrella on his shoulder.
Bailian was exposed to the scorching sun.
Without any cover-up...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiest ?!"" Balian's mouth screamed in a scream that was not like a human being.
(End of this chapter)