Feng Jiuyan, a dual master of both Western and Traditional Chinese medicine in the 21st century, was "duang"-ed (a sound effect for a sudden impact) and forced to transmigrate to her previo...
His pupils suddenly shook!
It turned out that when he drank the water Feng Jiuyan gave him last time and his strength slowly recovered, it was not an illusion.
The water in this water bag really has the magical effect of restoring strength and healing injuries!
Yan Ci's eyes, as deep as a pool, tightly grasped Feng Jiuyan's gaze, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Feng Jiuyan turned her head away slightly, trying hard to restrain herself from looking into Yan Ci's deep eyes, because she was afraid that if she only took one look, she would fall into them involuntarily and be unable to extricate herself.
She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calmer. "Don't get me wrong. You were injured because of me. I should repay you. It's only natural."
As she spoke, her eyes wandered and looked elsewhere, not daring to meet Yan Ci's gaze.
At this moment, a hint of disappointment flashed across Yan Ci's dark eyes. He responded softly, "Oh, so that's how it is." There seemed to be a hint of loneliness in his voice.
Feng Jiuyan pretended to be dead and knew nothing, and said softly, "Let's go, we should keep moving forward. Otherwise, the assassin will find us soon after he reacts."
"Okay." Yan Ci responded softly, and then handed the water bag in his hand to Feng Jiuyan.
Feng Jiuyan stuffed the wooden cork back into the mouth of the water bag, then hung the water bag around his neck, and quickly helped Yan Ci up and continued to run for his life.
Yan Ci was seriously injured at this time and was extremely weak, and Feng Jiuyan did not know how to perform light-weight kung fu. The two of them relied solely on their legs to escape, so their speed was naturally not as fast as those assassins who knew light-weight kung fu.
Although the Tsundere Donkey was used to attract the assassins' attention and temporarily delay them for a while, after the assassins reacted, they used their Qinggong skills to quickly find the traces of Feng Jiuyan and Yan Ci.
"Quick, they're there!"
"Capture them. Remember, keep them alive. This time, we must get what the master wants!"
"yes!"
In the woods at night, the moonlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, creating mottled shadows. A dozen assassins appear like ghosts, rushing out from all directions. They hold extremely sharp knives in their hands, and the blades reflect a chilling light under the moonlight.
Their faces were stern and their eyes revealed a chilling look. Without hesitation, they rushed towards Feng Jiuyan and Yan Ci like a gust of wind. Their speed was so fast that people had almost no time to react. They were like evil spirits seeking to take their lives.
Feng Jiuyan flashed without hesitation and stood in front of Yan Ci like a flash of lightning. With a firm and resolute attitude of a protector, he protected Yan Ci firmly behind him.
She quickly took the nail gun hanging around her neck and threw it into Yan Ci's arms. "Use this!"
After she finished speaking, she moved her hands behind her back quickly, and an extremely sharp Tang sword appeared instantly, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight. Feng Jiuyan held the Tang sword tightly with both hands, the blade slightly raised, and her eyes were full of determination and majesty.
Seeing this, the assassins rushed up immediately, brandishing their weapons. Feng Jiuyan was not afraid at all. She flashed and shuttled among the assassins like a ghost. The Tang sword seemed to have life in her hands, sometimes slashing horizontally, sometimes stabbing straight, and every movement was swift and precise.
The flash of the knife kept colliding with the assassin's weapon, making a clanging sound. She was extremely agile, sometimes jumping high to avoid the assassin's attack, and sometimes spinning around to leave a deep scar on the assassin's body.
Yan Ci was behind Feng Jiuyan, watching her trying so hard to protect herself, and felt touched like a tide in his heart.
His eyes were fixed on Feng Jiuyan. At that moment, the moonlight sprinkled on her profile, outlining her firm and beautiful features. Her hair fluttered in the wind, and she exuded a fascinating aura.
Yan Ci's heart trembled suddenly. He felt that Feng Jiuyan was extremely beautiful at this moment, like the brightest star in the night sky. His eyes became extremely gentle, and his heart became softer.
Suddenly, Yan Ci caught a glimpse of a dark shadow out of the corner of his eye.
It's an assassin!
The assassin quietly went behind Feng Jiuyan and attempted to attack her from behind.
Yan Ci's eyes were filled with coldness, and his movements were as fast as lightning. He quickly raised the nail gun, aimed at the assassin, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
There was a muffled "puff" sound, and a poisonous nail flew out at high speed and hit the assassin accurately.
The assassin screamed and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then his body went limp and he fell to the ground unconscious.
Feng Jiuyan heard the voice, glanced back, and saw that the assassin had fallen. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said softly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yan Ci replied in a low voice, with a barely perceptible concern in his voice.
In the following battle, the two men worked closely together, covering each other. Their movements were as smooth as flowing water, and every move was accurate and deadly. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight assassins fell at their feet.
At this time, the remaining assassins no longer acted rashly as they did just now, but stood not far away, surrounded Yan Ci and Feng Jiuyan, and looked at them with scrutiny.
Feng Jiuyan also stood beside Yan Ci, breathing heavily. The blade of the Tang sword in her hand was facing downwards, and the blade was covered with bright red blood, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.
There was also some blood on her fair little face, which made her look even more cold and fierce. At first glance, she seemed like a female Shura who had walked out of hell, which was chilling.
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