Chapter 8 Girl Gu Jin
"Where is my wife..."
The voice that should have been clear and beautiful turned out to be slightly cold because of the tone.
Oddly enough, with two daggers, one placed on Qin Lang's throat and the other against his abdomen, only 70% of Qin Lang's thoughts were on it, and the other 30% was on it involuntarily. This "female assassin" herself.
Of course, it's not just because of how pretty she is.
But there was a "murderous aura that was not murderous" in her eyes.
Or...
"There is murderous intent but no evil spirit".
......
Qin Lang found it very interesting. The woman in front of him was like the weapon in her hand, like a dormant poisonous beast. If it didn't move, it would be gone. Thunder.
But he happened to see in her eyes a clarity and clarity that was even beyond that of ordinary people.
It is precisely because of this clarity that the cold look in her eyes is not as scary as ordinary assassins, but more... indifferent.
......
"Speak."
The girl in black, who had just grown up in about sixteen years, pressed the dagger in her hand again.
Qin Lang looked into her eyes:
“Where is your wife, you should ask your master.”
“There is no master in my family, only my wife.”
"How can you call me madam if you don't have a master?"
"A madam is a madam. Only when you have a wife can you have a master."
"Then Mrs. Min's identity is not simple."
"It has nothing to do with you..."
...
After a few short and quick conversations, the girl suddenly felt Something was wrong. Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Lang's arms folding inwards and pressing down, and he suddenly exerted force to catch his own arms.
Chat flow.
This was a heresy that Qin Lang used when fighting his senior sister on Tianshan Mountain.
However, the girl reacted extremely quickly. Before Qin Lang grabbed her with both palms, she twitched her arms back like a snake and scraped back with two silver sharp blades.
This move is really cruel. Once hit, it may be like scraping an eel, slicing the arms all the way from the elbow, breaking the tendons of the hand, and basically the person will be useless.
Although Qin Lang spread his arms in time to avoid it, cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
There is no doubt that in terms of reaction, Qin Lang's hiding was already at his limit, but the girl was much better than him.
...
"Okay, girl, that's it."
There is an old saying in the Zhou Dynasty that those who know the current affairs are heroes.
After a few words, Qin Lang actually understood that the other party was probably the companion in the room, so he planned to stop fighting.
“Actually, we are all…”
"Who is following you and us!"
......
However, before Qin Lang said the words "one of our own", the girl did not allow Qin Lang to concentrate on breathing anymore, and used his right dagger to forehand. The left dagger is held crosswise, followed by a backhand pull. The left dagger is held crosswise, followed by a backhand pull.
He turned around several times in a flash, like a whirlwind of blades blowing.
Qin Lang had come across eighteen types of weapons in the Tianshan Mountains, but this was the first time he had seen someone play so brilliantly with the dagger.
For a moment, he couldn't even see how many hands the girl had. After barely blocking the attack with a few arms, his palms were also pulled out with some small holes.
In this situation, he kept doing nothing. Since Qin Lang couldn't see clearly the girl's moves, he simply relied on his gambling mentality and suddenly thrust in with his whole left arm.
Bang...
There was a soft muffled sound of physical contact. I don’t know whether it was Qin Lang’s luck or something happened to the girl herself. Qin Lang’s left arm unexpectedly Just in time to grab the girl's right arm.
The girl looked stunned. Obviously she had not expected this to happen. Her right arm only twitched once when she tried. After confirming that her entire right arm was controlled by Qin Lang's brute force and unable to use it, she decisively gave up the struggle. , holding the dagger in his left hand, the blade was aimed at Qin Lang's face and struck down!
The seemingly slender arm, thanks to the blessing of internal strength, this blow actually caused a faint sound of breaking through the air.
If this mark really sticks, Qin Lang will have to lose one of his eyes even if he doesn't die.
But fortunately, Qin Lang has already captured the girl's right arm, and her moves can no longer be as dazzling as a ghost. Qin Lang saw the power clearly, and pinched the crane's mouth with his right hand to avoid the sharp blade. , the upward move blocked the girl's wrist.
“?!”
The girl was startled, and immediately thrust in and out several times in a row.
However, what she found strange was that Qin Lang's right hand was no less ghostly than her own movement just now.
Dash your arms and press down!
Hook your hand and lift your arm!
Put your palms up!
Hold hands!
Cover palm!
The girl never expected that when her speed was no longer so fast, all the attacks she made with one hand would be resolved one by one by Qin Lang using a set of strange techniques that could not see the changes clearly!
"What kind of kung fu is this..."
"You want to learn from me?"
Qin Lang, who had no internal strength to support him, shook his sore right hand, helplessly Wry smile:
"I'll teach you. As long as you listen to me, girl, we are our own people. Can we stop the war first?"
"..."
In fact, it is no longer up to anyone to stop the war. , Qin Lang was already tired from fighting, and since the girl could take the initiative to speak, it meant that she was unable to continue fighting for some reason.
So, when Qin Lang said that the war was over, the girl just nodded lightly, and then she fell limply into Qin Lang's arms.
“???”
Qin Lang held the girl in his arms. The first thing he did not feel the fragrance of the girl's body was to look at her face and frown:
"Are you actually injured too?"
The girl had no expression on her face and didn't speak. She just turned her head slightly.
“…”
Okay, that should be correct. No wonder Qin Lang was so lucky. He caught her right arm with just one probing hand. It seemed that the other party was far from using all his strength because of his injury.
Because of the close distance, Qin Lang's palm quickly touched a wet and sticky mark on the girl's body.
Looking down, his hands were covered in blood.
"Girl, I'm offended."
The girl's black outfit can be considered a night-walking style. In order to check the injury, Qin Lang also opened it slightly like he did with Su Yinping at the beginning. There was only a blood-stained thin plain coat inside some clothes, and the white cloth used to wrap the breasts of a certain heroine was not used.
If you look closely, you will see that the girl is no better than the young woman. Her heart is just two handfuls of light weight. She is quite cute and does not need to wrap her breasts.
As for the knife wound she suffered, she happened to be in the same position as Su Yinping. Because she barely fought with Qin Lang, her injury was more serious than Su Yinping's. At this time, she fell to the ground. Qin Lang didn't even have the energy to speak in his arms.
"You...you..."
"Shh, the fight just caused a severe wound. Stop talking now, or be careful of bleeding."
"... ”
Of course everyone understands the truth, but is this the reason why this scoundrel took off her clothes casually?
But maybe because she is an assassin after all, she was also "frivolous". The girl did not blush or moan like a certain heroine, she just pursed her thin lips tightly, originally cold. His eyes were filled with a thin layer of stubborn and unwilling moisture.
"That..."
Qin Lang picked up the girl's cat-like body and turned around towards the closed door:
"...just now I haven’t had time to answer, but your wife is in my bed.”
"?!"
The girl was shocked.
"Now you come too."
"???!!!"
The girl who was originally full of stubborn eyes finally trembled and fainted.
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The main reason why the girl fainted was that she had to fight Qin Lang reluctantly after being injured, and she was exhausted.
Squeak——
When Qin Lang opened the door and walked to the bed with the girl in his arms, the beautiful woman who had been lying on the bed forgot about the pain for a moment and suddenly He stood up on the ground.
"Hiss... eh..."
After groaning twice in pain, Su Yinping still had a look of surprise on her face:
"Jin'er...Jingu'er!"
"She is your maid? Maid" ?"
"Hmm..."
Su Yinping nodded first, then shook his head, looking at Qin Lang seriously:
"She is my companion in the world, sister."
"Ah, yes, yes."
Qin Lang did not talk nonsense to the heroine, and placed the girl next to Su Yinping On the bed.
"Jin'er, why...is she okay? She is very skilled in martial arts, but why does she seem to be injured more seriously than me?"
"Because she insists on fighting with me outside. .”
"Why!"
"The main reason is that she doesn't listen to others..."
Qin Lang actually felt guilty when he said this. After all, when the girl asked him where his wife was for the first time, He could have answered directly and nothing would happen later.
But having said that, a stranger who had just met came up and put a knife to his neck. Even if the question was about the so-called "my wife", Qin Lang had to be more vigilant, otherwise he would not answer stupidly right away.
"By the way, you were inside, didn't you hear Xuan... uh... Jin'er's voice?"
Xuan'er, Jin'er, Qin Lang himself was still just Lang'er in the eyes of his senior sister, Qin Lang accidentally didn't know the difference.
"I heard one or two sounds that sounded like hers, so I shouted!"
"Did you shout?"
Qin Lang's side Looking for some clean cloth to clean the unconscious girl's blood and other things, he glanced at Su Yinping suspiciously:
"Didn't I tell you to shout loudly if something happens to you?"
"I..."
Hearing this, Su Nuxia immediately felt aggrieved:
"...I am obviously already very big..."
"..."< br>
Qin Lang's brows jumped and he looked at her [Jianghu] skillfully, unable to refute this sentence.
"Forget it, your voice sounds a little hoarse... By the way, what is this girl's full name?"
"Why are you asking this..."
"Nonsense, it's unclear whether you can save people or not. Bai?"
"Oh...her name is Gu Jin..."
"How to write it?"
"Ge Jin."
"Gu Jin..."
I don't know why, but I feel that this name is very suitable for this girl whom I met for the first time.
Qin Lang quickly finished the simple cleaning work for the girl Gu Jin, and then stopped her bleeding first like he did with Su Yinping.
The finger is like the wind and the power is like lightning.
Bang bang bang!
Qin Lang didn't even bother to clean up the wound he had made with the dagger. He used his fingertips to apply force to the three acupuncture points on the girl's heart. It didn't take much effort, and the fingertips penetrated easily.
"..."
A certain heroine saw this situation from the side, her almond-shaped eyes blinked, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look at her clothes. Then her pretty face became hot and she silently She tightened her clothes tightly, pouted her little mouth and said nothing, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qin Lang wanted to be more direct.
No wonder she thinks this name suits her so well...
Gu Jin Gu Jin...
Is this how Furui Muha came to be...
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