Rescue the Loyal Dog System (Quick Travel)

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The two men in black looked at each other, then changed the attack direction and stabbed Uncle Li. Seeing that there was no one else around, Uncle Li did not hide his strength.

Not at all the approachable look in the kitchen just now, with an indifferent expression, like a cat catching a mouse, playing around with the two men in black. His lightness kung fu has the same effect, but it is more natural and unrestrained.

This side was easy to handle, but Jiang Zisu was in trouble, the three were surrounded, and a man in black took advantage of Jiang Zisu and his group's weapons being entangled, threw a poison dart and shot it at Jiang Zisu's shoulder.

"Ding....."

Seeing that the poison dart was about to be shot, he saw a leaf flying out from the darkness and shot it down.

From Gu Wuyi's point of view, it happened that Song Confucian scholars could be seen hiding in the dark.Picking leaves and flying flowers, this Song Confucian scholar is indeed not an ordinary person.

The leaves are fragile, and the meridians are easy to break. Picking leaves and flying flowers requires pouring internal force into them. If there is no deep internal force and precise grasp, it is impossible to use them at all. Gu Wuyi looked at the leaves that collided with the dark dart on the ground, but were not damaged , secretly startled.

"My lord, go away!" Although Wang Wei saw that the other party was missing two people, there were not many guards left around him, so he picked up the point of the stabbed sword and let Jiang Zisu go first.

Jiang Zisu saw how extraordinary this old man was, nodded his head, and fled from the other side.Gu Wuyi was continuing to observe Uncle Li's footwork when he suddenly saw a man in black fleeing in the direction of Runxiang Pavilion.

Startled, he also forgot to learn martial arts, and chased after the man in black. When Wang Peng saw a woman chasing Jiang Zisu, he thought it was an assassin sent by the other party, and quickly threw a dart.

But at the moment Gu Wuyi evaded, Jiang Zisu had already disappeared.

"Don't talk." Jiang Zisu threatened Song Zhixin with his sword across Song Zhixin's neck.

Seeing that Gu Wuyi hadn't come back, Song Zhixin wanted to go out to look for it, but he didn't expect to hear a familiar voice, even the words and even the tone of voice were exactly the same as before.

Song Zhixin nodded, and then pretended to glance at Jiang Zisu inadvertently, but he didn't find the wound, and his eyes were a little surprised and a little confused.

Seeing that Song Zhixin was not noisy, Jiang Zisu continued: "I am not a bad person, but I am not a good person either. If you are obedient, you will be fine, otherwise..."

Although it was a threat to Song Zhixin, Jiang Zisu thought that such a weak woman would not be able to make a fuss.

Moreover, the person in front of him was probably Song Zhixin, the daughter of Song Confucian scholar, and she was not someone who could move by himself, so when he saw that she was sitting obediently without any other actions, Jiang Zisu moved his sword away and looked around.

While he was looking around, Song Zhixin was also observing Jiang Zisu, recalling how he was when he first met.

At that time, Jiang Zisu's shoulder was obviously injured, at the end of the gun, after threatening himself, he passed out, seeing that he didn't hurt himself first, he rescued him.

Although he was puzzled, Song Zhixin also breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Jiang Zisu was not injured, he should have no excuses to come to the Song Mansion again, and there was no talk of love for a long time. He picked up a travel book and sat by the candlelight to read it. So Jiang Zisu stayed here.

This made Jiang Zisu feel differently. He didn't know whether to say that Song Zhixin's vigilance was too low, or that he was brave enough. He was so calm when a strange man broke into his boudoir in the middle of the night. He was clearly powerless. It's just a weak woman.

Jiang Zisu touched his waist with his left hand, still worried. Seeing Song Zhixin with his back to him, he put an account book on the beam. He reckoned that even a young lady like her would not be able to find it, so he will come to get it next time. .

"Thank you, miss." Jiang Zisu thought over and over again, and still planned to go out of the Song Mansion to find Wang Wei first, and then make a long-term plan.

Song Zhixin didn't look back, and when he heard Jiang Zisu's voice coming out, his hands hidden under his robe loosened. He just sat without moving, and felt the wound on his waist hurt even more.

"Qinxin, are you alright?" Gu Wuyi got rid of Wang Wei and hurried over, when he saw a black shadow leaving, he panicked.

He stepped forward and pressed Song Zhixin's shoulder, then quickly withdrew his hand and dodged, so as not to let Song Zhixin's dagger come across.

"Sister Gu?!" Song Zhixin had a lot of thoughts just now, and she was a little irritable after thinking about it. Suddenly, she was a little frightened by someone and had a conditioned reflex, so she swung the dagger in her hand, but she almost hurt Gu Wuyi unexpectedly. .

"It's okay." Seeing that Song Zhixin was safe and sound, Gu Wuyi also felt relieved, shook his head, walked to the other side and leaned against the pillar, and forcibly suppressed the trembling of his right hand.

Just now, in order to get rid of Wang Wei as soon as possible, he killed eight hundred enemies and lost one thousand, and his left hand was scratched by a sword. Gu Wuyi was dressed in black, but Song Zhixin didn't notice the clue in the dark.

"Seriously, call the servant girl to press your waist. I have something to do tonight, so I'll leave first."

Gu Wuyi knew that the longer he waited, the stronger the smell of blood would be. Although he had bandaged it roughly just now, the cut was done very skillfully. At first it wouldn't bleed too much, but if he didn't deal with it in time, he would bleed again.

Before Song Zhixin could answer, Gu Wuyi tiptoed and left from the window. He was extremely skillful, but it confirmed Song Zhixin's guess.

Song Zhixin hadn't spoken yet, but Gu Wuyi was nowhere to be seen, and he frowned, a little irritable and uneasy.