Chapter 160 The person I like is Lu Zhaoruo
Ignoring the hooked wind and shadows in front of him, Xiao Yeming slid along the ground and caught her firmly in his arms!
Almost simultaneously, a Japanese pirate swung his sword to his head!
Xiao Yeming hugged Lu Zhaoruo tightly, spun around and dodged quickly, his right leg sweeping out like a whip. With a loud "clang", he kicked the man and his knife away!
Then, he quickly picked up the knife from the ground.
The other three Japanese pirates also swung their swords at him.
He moved with lightning speed, dodging a slash aimed straight at his face. He used the back of his blade to deflect a second slash that came from the side. Sparks flew as a third slash grazed his waist, but only managed to cut off a piece of his clothing!
Lu Zhaoruo was bounced and spun in his arms. In her panic, she saw that his jaw was taut and his eyes were cold and sharp. Every move he made was precise and ruthless, without any unnecessary movements.
Iron hooks came flying from all around, but he dodged and parried, managing to protect the person in his arms completely.
The broadsword seemed to come alive in his hands, twirling like a dragon. In just a few rounds, a Japanese sword was knocked away with a clang! Immediately afterward, he spun around and delivered a heavy kick, striking another man squarely in the chest. The man groaned and fell backward.
The last Japanese pirate looked horrified and tried to pounce again, but Xiao Yeming slashed his wrist with a backhand stroke. Blood flashed and he screamed as he fell to his knees.
In the blink of an eye, all three ruthless bandits had fallen to the ground.
Xiao Yeming's breathing remained steady, but he tightened his grip on Lu Zhaoruo's arm, his gaze sharp as he scanned the ever-approaching glint of the hook.
Just then, the Japanese pirate who had been kicked to the ground struggled to raise his head and roared at the bald man, "Lu Seng! What the hell are you standing there for? Attack!"
The bald-headed Japanese pirate was named Lu Seng.
He did stand to the side, never making a move. At this moment, his gaze swept over Leng Ying's cold corpse not far away, and then looked at Xiao Yeming, who was full of murderous aura and was fighting against many people without being at a disadvantage. Instead, he took a half step back.
The Japanese pirate, having clearly seen this, roared, "What the hell do you mean?"
He was the most skilled in martial arts among this group.
He still has a chance of winning if he takes action.
However, Lu Seng did not want to take action at this moment, because Lu Zhaoruo's words kept echoing in his ears: "Following General Xiao means turning over a new leaf and returning to the right path. Not only can you strive for a bright future, but you can also marry and have children with dignity and settle down."
good.
He wanted to surrender to Xiao Yeming!
He didn't want to be a 'Japanese pirate' despised by everyone.
He wanted to achieve great things, he wanted a bright future, and he wanted to marry Shaoyao.
Watch out behind you!
Lu Zhaoruo suddenly screamed.
A dark shadow struck, and a cold iron hook pierced straight into Xiao Yeming's back!
Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Yeming swiftly spun around while holding Lu Zhaoruo, his broadsword drawing a sharp arc.
With a sharp, piercing clang, the iron chain and hook were severed together!
Almost simultaneously, the sounds of battle erupted on the mountain road!
Wang Wu led his personal guards in a fierce charge, instantly engaging the Japanese pirates in a fierce battle.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, another group of Japanese pirates shouted and turned to flee down the mountain.
The Japanese pirate who had just shouted also scrambled to his feet, picked up his knife, and fled into the crowd.
At the foot of the mountain.
Banling had already set up defenses and was ready to fight. The moment the deserters showed their faces, they were met with a fierce counterattack!
Seeing that their path was blocked, the Japanese pirates' eyes flashed with malice. They turned around and circled to the flank, heading straight for the camp.
He planned to kill all those left behind to vent his anger!
However, just as they approached the camp, a figure stood as imposing as a mountain.
Lu Bohong held the gun in one hand, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, his eyes burning with a calm rage, his voice resolute: "This road is blocked."
Xiao Yeming saw that Wang Wu had led his men to control the situation, and Sun Jing had also come over to continue the resistance.
He immediately carried Lu Zhaoruo on his back and hurried down the mountain.
From beginning to end, he never cared about his severed finger.
A Japanese pirate saw this, drew his sword, and gave chase, roaring, "Xiao Yeming, prepare to die!"
Xiao Ye closed his head and swung his sword with a backhand motion.
The blade sliced across his throat, and blood spurted out instantly.
Lu Zhaoruo's face was instantly covered in blood.
Xiao Yeming paused slightly, turned his head and asked urgently, "Madam Lu, are you afraid?"
Lu Zhaoruo raised her hand to wipe the blood from her cheek, her eyes clear, and shook her head, saying, "I'm not afraid."
Having died once and killed someone once, why would she be afraid?
However, Lu Zhaoruo felt that this back was too familiar, it was just like the back that the man had carried her on his back when she killed Li Yanei that day.
She suddenly remembered that when Xiao Yeming first escorted her home, he had also carried her on his back like this, with a plaster on the side of his neck.
Beneath that plaster...
Could it be teeth marks?
Her heart skipped a beat, and her gaze quickly fell to the side of his neck...
Under the moonlight, that skin was smooth and free of any ointment or teeth marks.
So it wasn't him after all.
Lu Zhaoruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, chuckling to herself for being too suspicious.
How could someone as upright and virtuous as Xiao Yeming...
Xiao Yeming carried her steadily down the mountain, having already noticed her gaze on the side of his neck, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At that moment, Lu Zhaoruo clearly felt her clothes being slowly soaked by a warm liquid.
She knew that it was blood gushing from his severed finger, soaking her clothes.
My nose suddenly stung.
She has lived two lives and experienced life and death. Has anyone ever harmed themselves for her to this extent?
Shen Rongzhi? That name flashed through my mind, leaving only a cold indifference.
He couldn't even match one ten-thousandth of the sincerity of the person before him.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
She gently pressed her cheek against his strong shoulder, her voice trembling slightly in the night breeze: "Xiao Yeming... was it worth it to lose a finger for me?"
This was the first time she had stopped calling him "General Xiao" or "Commander Xiao" and instead addressed him by his name.
Even the night breeze seemed to pause.
Xiao Yeming's hoarse voice rang out deeply, without the slightest hesitation: "It's worth it."
The two words struck her heart like metal and stone.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly remembered the words of the bald monk. She couldn't help but ask softly, "General Xiao... are you really... in love with me?"
She still couldn't believe that someone like him could fall for her.
Xiao Yeming suddenly stopped, his steps faltering slightly.
Lu Zhaoruo immediately noticed that his back stiffened slightly, and his broad shoulders and back seemed to exude a burning heat, even his ears were tinged with a faint blush that had nowhere to be hidden.
The silence lingered in the night for a long time, until finally the wind carried his low and deep voice: "I wish to be a dog under the eaves, not barking at the sun and moon... but only smelling the fragrance of clothes."
Lu Zhaoruo's heart jolted, as if she had been hit hard by something.
That's a lot...
He was willing to humble himself like a dog, guarding her under her eaves, not disturbing the world, not vying for glory, only hoping to be able to silently approach her, and to smell a faint fragrance from her clothes was enough.
He humbled himself so much, hiding his feelings so deeply, not expecting a response from her, only wishing to protect her silently.
Lu Zhaoruo lay on his back, her heart churning. She couldn't understand when he had fallen for her. And why, despite his noble status and illustrious military achievements, he was willing to bury his feelings so deeply, so cautiously, never daring to reveal them, and never even hoping to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
But Gu Xian clearly said that he had someone he liked that day?
She hesitated for a moment, then pressed on, "That day... the person Gu Xian mentioned you admired, was it...?"
"you."
He responded to her almost immediately, without hesitation.
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