Chapter 168 Not the First Time
It was a rainy night outside Qidong City.
Han Lang was covered in blood, and the rain that fell on him turned into blood dripping onto the ground.
There were many dead bodies lying around him, and the enemy troops were still surrounding him.
He was a little unable to kill anymore.
"Get out of the way!" he heard a woman's angry roar.
Why does this voice sound so familiar?
Are you hallucinating from killing so many people?
How could it be Feng Aoqing's voice?
He shook his head and raised his sword again. The person opposite was getting closer and closer.
She had to kill a few more. The more she killed, the less danger she would be in. A few fewer and she could do it herself...
"Han Lang! Get out of the way!" came another voice.
Han Lang looked back in confusion and saw a group of people coming behind him.
An Lei had already used his lightness skills to get in front of him and leaped away with him.
Looking again, who else could that woman be but Feng Aoqing?
"You have no ability at all! And yet you rush to the front, are you looking for death?!" Han Lang muttered and cursed.
An Lei brought him to the ground, and he immediately pushed An Lei away and said, "Catch him back!"
This time, An Lei did not listen to him, but stood in front of him with a sword in hand.
Han Lang wanted to kick him, but he was too tired to move.
Feng Aoqing and the others threw the torches in their hands towards each other. The torches scattered and suddenly burst into huge flames when they landed on the ground.
The other party may be injured by the fire or the poison in the smoke.
Obviously, she not only used poison, but also tactics.
These people were provoking a fight in the front, and people had already surrounded them on the other three sides, trapping them.
The people she brought with her were not just the thirteen people he had left for her, there were at least dozens more.
She even managed to borrow soldiers from the Wei family, whom she herself couldn't borrow.
Seeing this, Han Lang finally felt relieved and bumped into An Lei's back.
When he woke up again, he saw the person he wanted to see most.
"Are you sick?" The two of them cursed at the same time as soon as they opened their mouths.
"Are you trying to kill yourself?!" The second sentence was exactly the same.
"You!" After the third sentence, everyone finally swallowed their harsh words.
An Lei, who was taking care of him, quietly left the room.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
"Are you hurt?" Han Lang asked with concern.
Feng Aoqing shook her head and asked him, "Are you feeling dizzy? Having trouble breathing? Blurred vision? Or if anything is wrong, tell me."
Han Lang shook his head. After seeing her, his injuries were mostly healed. Moreover, with her treatment, healed even faster.
"Can you use your brain for everything? This matter can be solved without resorting to force! But you chose the dumbest method!" Feng Aoqing couldn't help but blame.
“It’s too late…”
"Fourteen cuts! You're almost chopped to pieces!"
"No, it won't rot. I know how it works." Han Lang said with a smile.
Feng Aojing's tears dripped onto the back of his hand.
"Oh, you're crying? I've never seen you cry no matter how big the problem is."
"It's not the first time, is it?" Feng Aoqing roared.
"What do you mean it's not the first time?" Han Lang didn't know what she was talking about.
"The last time, we fell into the ditch! You were helping me stop Ji Xia's men, so you fell into the ditch, right?!" Feng Aoqing asked angrily.
"Uh... I said it was just so perfect, you wouldn't believe it..."
"I don't believe your nonsense!" Feng Aoqing untied the soft sword belt around her waist and threw it hard on Han Lang.
Han Lang couldn't move anyway, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
"Don't think I'll remember your kindness! I saved you now! I saved you twice! I saved you from being so stupid as to kill yourself!"
"Yes, yes, you can scold me later, An Lei..."
An Lei rolled in automatically and saw Feng Aoqing throwing herself on Han Lang, crying bitterly.
He stood there in a daze.
Han Lang wanted to wave at the silly boy, but his hands were wrapped tightly by Feng Aoqing and he couldn't move them at all. He could only mouth the word "get out".
"Get out!" Feng Aoqing spoke out.
An Lei could only leave the room again, looking at An Qiao and Ling Song with a helpless look on his face.
"Do you want me to go in and witness it?"
"You're asking for trouble. You're not fast when you should be fast, and you're not slow when you should be slow." Ling Song explained.
"It's my fault anyway." An Lei sighed.
Han Lang wanted to hug her, but neither of his hands could move.
For the first time in his life, he regretted using weapons with both hands. If he had used a single sword, one of his hands would not have been injured, and he could have hugged her now.
"Come with me to Tianyao! I'll make you a bed full of jewels, the kind you mentioned, the kind that will make you smile when you lie down on it." Han Lang rubbed her forehead with his chin.
"Well... there are still some things that haven't been finished. I'll go after I finish them, okay?" Feng Aoqing raised her head.
Han Lang thought she would refuse because she had already refused, but this sentence sounded like a chance.
He was already very satisfied, so he smiled and said, "Okay, as you say."
There were people talking outside the door, and the voices sounded like Wei Qianheng and Fu Qiu Ming.
Feng Aoqing sat up and wiped her tears: "I went to thank them for helping me."
Feng Aoqing went out and An Lei came in automatically.
"Master, I know what you want to ask. We've killed them all and dealt with them all. If you're worried about me doing things, my brother will do it. You can rest assured, right? Also, Brother Cheng is not in danger of death. Miss's injuries have been treated. He just needs some time to recover."
"this......."
"This is the Wei family's suburban compound. It's very remote and no one comes here. You can rest assured and recuperate."
"she......"
"I can't hold it back, I can't hold it back at all!"
Han Lang was about to curse when he heard An Lei continue, "That needle belongs to Tian Ying'er. Tell her that besides the original secret guards in Qidong City who want to kill her, there are also the group you stopped. They are so anxious!"
"Urgent...?"
"Of course not! I'm going to get on my horse and come to rescue you! I can't stop her, I can't stop her at all! If I try to stop her, she'll poison me to death! If I even lower my head to look for the mark you left, she'll beat me up!"
"Urgent...oh?"
"Of course not! You're not going to fall on me! You're so rude! You're scolding me and saying I'm fainting. Why didn't you send her to see me?"
"Yeah?"
"I said you're not busy fighting! What do you think she said?"
"How do you say that?"
"She said, what is more important than your master! You tell me!" An Lei stood up and said like Feng Aoqing.
Han Lang was so happy that he laughed. Every time he laughed, the wounds all over his body were affected and it hurt so much.
"My face, is my face okay?" Han Lang suddenly remembered that when the two were in the ditch, Feng Aoqing was the first one to check his face.
"The face is fine, it's fine!" An Lei looked at it carefully and replied.
"How did she borrow someone from the Wei family? Wei Qianheng doesn't have the ability to touch his father's people."
"I didn't borrow much! I just asked my brother to find Fu Qiu Ming, and he brought people here directly." An Lei replied.
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