The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

"Qinghan, don't be afraid, I'll take you home." Not knowing the imminent danger, Mo Nanfeng yelled loudly.

For him, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, even taking one more step is a death sentence, but as long as Shen Qinghan is unwilling, as long as Shen Qinghan needs him, let alone one Ying Siyin on the opposite side, even if there are ten, one A hundred, a thousand Ying Siyin, and I must not take half a step back.

What's more, just now, Shen Qinghan clearly didn't want to, right? He didn't like Ying Siyin touching him, and he wanted to go home.

Ying Siyin narrowed his eyes slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, he saw a blue figure rushing out, raising his sword recklessly to block his sword energy, Shen Qinghan had tears in his eyes, although he didn't understand, but Ying Siyin was sure, This poor teardrop must not be shed for himself.

"Don't kill him, I'll go back with you." There is self-knowledge, Shen Qinghan knows that if Ying Siyin really wants to kill someone, then that person will not survive [-]%.

Ying Siyin sneered, "Is it too late if you want to follow me now?"

Shen Qinghan's heart trembled, he thought, that's right, he might have overestimated his position in Ying Siyin's heart, the long sword was caught off guard, and without the strength to resist, Ying Siyin's sword qi went straight Hit him straight to the body.

"Qinghan..." Mo Nanfeng yelled, but he hurt his leg and fell down again just now. He really couldn't keep up with the speed, so he could only watch helplessly as Shen Qinghan was caught by Ying Siyin's sword energy. Knocked into the air, then blood spurted out of the mouth, and rolled heavily to his side.

"Qinghan..." Mo Nanfeng scrambled forward to hug him into his arms.

Ying Siyin took a step forward, the 'black sword' in his hand was not put away, his expression was still ugly, frowning, he said in a deep voice, "Shen Qinghan, get back."

There was a fishy and sweet smell in his mouth, when Shen Qinghan opened his mouth, blood flowed out, he couldn't speak at all.

Gu Zexiao wanted to help bring Shen Qinghan back, but Sima Weihou stretched out his hand to stop him, "Don't go, Master Hou's own business, let him solve it by himself."

Gu Ze smiled and said, "Shen Qinghan won't die, right?"

Sima Weihou said, "Don't worry, if you are going to die, you will die long ago, can you wait until now?"

Anyone who is familiar with Ying Siyin knows that the one who won't die with a single blow is because Ying Siyin kept his hand.

"Qinghan, Shen Qinghan." Mo Nanfeng grabbed Shen Qinghan's hand and shouted in panic, "Don't close your eyes, don't sleep, I'll take you to the doctor, I'll take you to the doctor right now."

Mu Feiyun said, "What kind of doctor, don't hurry up and return him to others."

Shen Qinghan also stretched out his hand and pushed away one of Mo Nanfeng's fingers. He smiled and said, "Big idiot, let's go, don't come looking for me again."

But how could Mo Nanfeng let go of someone in his arms, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no, Ying Siyin, even if I die today, I can't let you take Shen Qinghan away for half a step."

"Oh?" Ying Siyin said with a smile in his eyes, pointing the tip of his sword at Mo Nanfeng, "If you insist on sending yourself to death, then don't blame me for not being merciful to the people in Mobei."

"Damn it, Mo Nanfeng, are you crazy?" Mu Feiyun tugged Mo Nanfeng, just wanting to pull the idiot back a bit, he hastily persuaded, "We can't beat him now, you just lost like this What does one's own life count? Even with Shen Qinghan, the three of us now have two serious injuries, you count the people over there, there are prominent people in the Jianghu, one, two, three, four, four."

Ying Siyin, Sima Weihou, Shang Luoyun, Gu Zexiao.

Not to mention the other three, just one Ying Siyin can beat the three of them.

"That doesn't work either." Mo Nanfeng hugged Shen Qinghan's arms even tighter.

Mu Feiyun jumped anxiously.

Ying Siyin's expression was calm, without any waves, but when he approached, every foot stepped heavily, as if stepping into Shen Qinghan's heart, making the other party unable to breathe.

Seeing Ying Siyin's footsteps getting closer, Shen Qinghan struggled instead. He tried hard to push Mo Nanfeng away, and said inarticulately, "Let me go, let me go."

Mo Nanfeng was angry and anxious, he hugged Shen Qinghan tightly and said, "I'm not afraid of death, don't push me away."

Shen Qinghan shouted weakly, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death, please let me go."

The two of them pushed back and forth, but Ying Siyin's anger grew even more, she was so courageous, just in front of him, hugging, flirting, dripping with blood and tears, What kind of vigorous parting scene?

I can't push it away, I can't hold it in my arms.

Ying Siyin felt annoyed, so with a wave of his hand, a forceful blow came out. Shen Qinghan and Mo Nanfeng were forcibly separated by this force. Mo Nanfeng's body uncontrollably smashed towards the rear wall. Shen Qinghan just spun twice in the air. In the circle, Ying Siyin quickly stepped forward, hugged the person and returned to the original place.

Shen Qinghan's complexion was not very good, the amount of blood overflowing from his mouth was scary, when Ying Siyin fell to the ground, he took his pulse by the way, although he had internal injuries, but at least his internal organs were fine, rest for a while It will be done.

Throwing him into Sima Weihou's arms with a wave, the 'black sword' appeared again in Ying Siyin's hand.

Judging by this posture, one must die today.

Marquis Sima Wei shook his head, and when he was about to bend down to hug Shen Qinghan into his arms, the young man stretched out his hand and pushed him, obviously his whole body hurt like hell, but he still insisted on standing still.

Sima Weihou said, "I'm just helping Lord Hou get some things, I don't have any other thoughts about you, don't get me wrong."

Despite saying this, Shen Qinghan still insisted not to allow Marquis Sima Wei to reach out and hug him.

Ying Siyin flicked the long sword in his hand, and a black air shot towards the direction where Mo Nanfeng landed like lightning. Although Mu Feiyun fell, at least there was no injury hindering his movement. Hurry up, at least before Ying Siyin's black air hit the ground, Mo Nanfeng, who was also covered in blood, dodged the blow.

'Boom', the wall collapsed.

"Mr. Xiaowen, today's incident is really a misunderstanding. We didn't deliberately come to make trouble." If Mu Feiyun dragged someone, he would definitely be unable to escape. Ying Siyin has always killed people without blinking an eye. Admitting defeat is the best choice.

Perhaps considering that Mobei Lin'an and Cangshan Youyue Valley still have some status in the Jianghu, Ying Siyin can let them go today.

Gu Ze smiled and said, "Boy surnamed Mu, if you don't want to die, just leave Mo Nanfeng behind and get out. My Marquis is not targeting you."

Mu Feiyun said, "This Mo Nanfeng was brought out from Mobei Lin'an by me. The world is moral, so I can't leave him alone in this place."

"Then you can die with him." Ying Siyin raised his hand and struck another sword, sending out a black air.

This time Mu Feiyun wasn't so lucky, although he dodged for a while, but in the process of dodging, his right leg was hit by that force, his ankle hurt, and a burst of bone-shattering pain hit him directly. In his own heart, Mu Feiyun felt unsteady and loosened Mo Nanfeng's fingers. The two of them were shot down to the ground, one far away and the other close to each other, rolling to different places.

During the whole process, Ying Siyin hardly moved.

Obviously, he didn't pay attention to these two juniors, just like a little doll trampling an ant to death, relaxed, casual, and accurate at every step.

It's over, the two of them can't run away now, if Ying Siyin strikes again, then Mo Nanfeng and himself will definitely give their lives here.

Think back to the big words you said to the two elders in Youyue Valley of Cangshan Mountain and Lin'an in Mobei. If you haven't taken a step on the road, will you die?

Mu Feiyun's mind was in a mess.

Ying Siyin raised his sword again.

When this sword is struck again, facing two immobile targets, it can hit the heart [-]% accurately.

So is this the strength of Marquis Xiaowen?Mo Nanfeng, Shen Qinghan, and Mu Feiyun, who hit no more than five swords in the whole process and were able to rank among the top three among the young people in the world, were all bloodied, and they were so helpless to fight back?

"Qinghan..." Mo Nanfeng desperately reached out behind Ying Siyin's back.

Ying Siyin frowned, as if he hated someone calling Shen Qinghan like that, looking at Shen Qinghan.

The black air gathered was heavier, and he was about to raise his hand...

"Don't..." Shen Qinghan rushed out suddenly, he threw himself behind Ying Siyin, stretched out his arms and hugged the man's waist tightly, as if he couldn't stand still, his lower limbs became heavier, his standing posture became kneeling, In short, the arm holding Ying Siyin has never been loosened, from holding the waist to holding the leg.

Shen Qinghan shouted heartbreakingly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere, let them go, please, please, let them go."

Seizing this opportunity, Mu Feiyun quickly crawled to Mo Nanfeng's side, he stretched out his hand to support the guy, and the two pitiful teenagers hugged each other.

Mu Feiyun scolded, "Idiot, idiot, if you don't want to kill Shen Qinghan, just shut up and stop shouting."

Sure enough, talking about Shen Qinghan was more effective than saying anything. Although Mo Nanfeng was still emotionally unstable, at least he would not continue to yell at Ying Siyin to provoke Ying Siyin.

"I'll go with you, I'll go with you." The fingers holding Ying Siyin's robe were a little sore, Shen Qinghan might not know that although Ying Siyin killed countless people, he hated people rubbing blood on his face the most in his life In my body, I don't like someone crying, and I don't like others pulling me.

But these three points, Shen Qinghan just did it all over again.

Even last night, when he was so noisy that he lost control of his emotions, he jumped up and slapped him twice. The pained Ying Siyin's face was full of heat now.

But what can we do? People who say they fall in love at a glance are really people who fall in love with at a glance. Ying Siyin is soft and not hard. If you want to fight hard with him, it is 100% a dead end, but As long as you give in, this man will be led away by your nose.

Looking down at Shen Qinghan's blood-stained fingers, feeling compassion, Ying Siyin bent down and picked him up. Shen Qinghan was thin and weightless in his arms, and his light-colored blue clothes were stained with blood. It's out of shape.

Ying Siyin asked in a low voice, "You know you're wrong?"

Shen Qinghan closed his eyes and nodded, "I'm sorry, I lost control today."

Ying Siyin said, "Go back to Kunlun Mountain?"

Shen Qinghan said, "I won't return."

Ying Siyin said, "Are you still looking for Mo Nanfeng?"

Shen Qinghan said, "I won't look for it anymore."

Ying Siyin asked, "Where is your home?"

Shen Qinghan paused, then replied, "Hebei, Xiaowenhou's Mansion."

"Let's go." The man's heart, the needle in the sea, was surrounded by murderous aura just now, and after he hugged Shen Qinghan into his arms, it disappeared instantly. follow and leave.

Only Marquis Sima Wei took two steps forward holding his fan, looked at Mo Nanfeng and Mu Feiyun and said, "The two young masters come to mess around next time, so we can only arrange subordinates to send the two sons out in person. Everyone goes home,"

Ying Siyin lifted the curtain of the carriage, put Shen Qinghan in first, and then bent down to follow. Shen Qinghan's blood volume is also amazing. I don't know how many swords Ying Siyin stabbed him to become this Looking good, he stretched out his hand to pinch the guy's pointed chin.

Ying Siyin lowered his head and asked, "Does it still hurt?"