Chapter 353 At that time, the sword was only

The next moment, only a few whistles were heard.

A bowl of hot tea suddenly shattered in front of her eyes, splashing the tea all over her head.

Xinbao was startled and came back to his senses, and saw that there were several more men in black in front of him, besieging a man in green robe.

Just as she looked up, the man in green robe jumped high again and rushed towards her.

Xinbao screamed in fear, turned around and ran. There was a clanging sound behind her and she felt a cold breeze on her neck. Xinbao was so scared that she tripped and fell to the ground. She didn't dare to look back, so she got up and ran again.

Yu Ru chased after her and hugged her. Xin Bao looked over her shoulder and saw Yan Changqi rushing towards them again without caring about anything.

Yu Ru also became anxious, so she pulled her down, hid behind her, drew out a soft sword from her waist, and with a clang, she blocked the opponent's sword.

Yan Changqi is a sword fanatic, and his swordsmanship is very advanced.

He didn't even fight the Shadow Guard head-on, he was only focused on killing Xin Bao.

Xinbao's shoes fell off, his hair and body were all wet, and dirt got on his body as he rolled around, looking really miserable.

There were whistles, long howls, and signal arrows all around. Shadow guards from several places gathered here, and people from Chaotianmen also gathered here.

Yan Changqi's expression became fierce, and despite being injured, he swung his arm to block the shadow guard, and then he rushed towards this side like an arrow.

With a swish, the shadow guard's sword slashed across his arm and waist...

The warm blood splashed onto Xinbao's body...

The sharp sword tip was only an arm's length away from Xinbao...

The sword wind is cold,

Xinbao screamed until her voice broke...

The next moment, with a clang, the tip of Yan Changqi's sword was cut off by the sword light that came from the side.

Xinbao felt a breath of reassurance in her tearful eyes, and she burst into tears: "Wife, help me! Wife, help me! Wife, help me!!!"

Yan Shenjue's heart almost broke.

Tuanzi was covered in blood and dirt. His darling, the little dumpling that he cherished in his heart, was bullied like this without him even noticing.

The Kongwang Sword dance turned into a ball of sword light, and Yan Shenjue's sword moves were like a torrential rain, attacking Yan Changqi.

Yu Ru hurried over and was about to take Xin Bao away.

Xinbao stared at the field, and suddenly came back to his senses! !

No! No! In the dream, the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood suddenly came back to her eyes. Xinbao opened her eyes wide, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Even if she mobilized all the CPUs in her body, she couldn't think of a solution! She had no way to solve this problem!

She was really scared, even more scared than when she was chased by Yan Changqi just now! ! ! Her face turned pale, and sweat dripped down her forehead.

At this moment, a voice suddenly said from behind: "He, he didn't seem to recognize him."

Xinbao turned around suddenly and saw Master Shen and Zhong Limin rushing over. Zhong Limin didn't pay attention to Tuanzi and only repeated softly, "He doesn't seem to know him."

In an instant, Xinbao regained his sanity.

She turned her head quickly and saw Yan Shenjue attacking frantically while looking away from her from time to time, as if he didn't care at all whether his opponent was round or flat.

An idea suddenly came to her mind, and Xinbao looked around. She saw a small watering pond not far away. She ran over and jumped in.

Yu Ru was startled, "Xin Bao?"

Xinbao crawled out again, stomped around like Peppa, then scooped up a ball of wet mud and threw it at the man.

Snap...

The mud fell one step away from her eyes.

Xinbao was so anxious that he jumped up and down, turned around and pulled Master Shen: "Uncle, throw it, throw it on his face, throw it into his mouth."

Mr. Shen raised his eyebrows.

Then the old man bent down, made a wet ball in the mud, and gave it to Zhong Limin.

Zhong Limin was good at using hidden weapons, but now his power had not recovered, so he just changed the angle from the side. Xinbao wanted the other party to open his mouth, so he shouted: "You big scum! Big bad guy!"

Yan Changqi ignored it.

Xinbao said again: "Wife, wife! Xinbao is injured, it hurts so much, Xinbao is about to die!!"

Yan Changqi said angrily: "You..."

He only uttered half a sound before the mud bounced into his mouth. Unfortunately, the mud word was closed-mouthed and only coated his teeth.

Mr. Shen continued to make a ball of mud, and Zhong Limin started to hit him in the face. The shadow guard also learned it and directly splashed some water out. Yu Ru took a handkerchief to wrap some thin mud and handed it to Zhong Limin.

Zhong Limin received...

He glanced at Yu Ru silently, then took it again, circled around the two of them, slowly changed his steps, and then gently swung it out...

The handkerchief opened and covered Yan Changqi's face with it.

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Yan Changqi, with a pink handkerchief and a face full of mud, was furious, "Okay..."

He might have wanted to say something like "a good group" or something, but after finally waiting for Zhong Limin to utter an opening vowel, he threw a big mud ball at him... How to put it, the wider he opened his mouth, the bigger the mud ball was, the kind that couldn't be picked out even if he tried.

Yu Ru was overjoyed and patted Zhong Limin's shoulder vigorously to show her approval.

At the same time, Yan Shenjue launched several consecutive sword strikes, directly using heavy force to strike. Yan Changqi's broken sword fell to the ground with a clang, and his wrist was covered in blood...

The next moment, his whole body was shaking, and in severe pain, a ball of mud spurted out of his mouth... Blood gushed out of his legs and he suddenly knelt on the ground.

Zhong Limin stepped forward and shouted, "Ding Peng, you bastard! You want to kill our leader, why don't you just come quickly! Why do you want to hurt innocent children!!"

Standing not far away, the man whose name happened to be Ding Peng and who happened to be seen by the deputy sect leader: "......???"

Master Shen also said, "That's right! You bastard Ding Peng! You actually attacked a baby. You are so heartless! Everyone has the right to kill you!"

He slapped Yan Changqi with his palm, and his face was flattened. He fell down and fainted.

I couldn't utter a single complete word throughout the whole process.

Master Shen then said to Yan Shen Jue, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jue, this is my enemy. Xinbao came to inform me last night with good intentions. I searched all night but couldn't find him. I didn't expect him to sneak into my house, and this has implicated the little kid."

Yan Shenjue was checking Xinbao, and when he found that she was not injured, his expression relaxed a lot, and he did not doubt: "Nothing."

Xinbao is at ease and open-minded.

The little mud monkey threw himself into his wife's arms and said, "Wife! I'm so scared and so sad. You have to write a hundred poems for Xinbao, praising her beauty and cuteness. Don't miss a single one! No!! Otherwise, Xinbao's young heart will be scarred and it will never heal..."

Yan Shenjue didn't despise her, he just carried her and walked away: "Got it."

Tuanzi had a good plan. After writing a hundred poems, he had already forgotten what his opponent looked like... I have to give myself 10,000 thumbs up for my cleverness! !

As a result, when I came out after taking a shower and changing clothes, I found Yan Shenjue sitting in a chair, looking thoughtful.

Tuanzi's heart skipped a beat.

She ran over, climbed onto his lap skillfully, held his face in her hands, and kissed him.

As expected, the young boy was startled by her wild movements. He glared at her, then hugged her in his arms and gently patted her back: "Are you not scared?"

Xinbao said: "Brother Xiaoxian, what are you thinking about? You are not allowed to think about anything else but Xinbao!"

Yan Shen couldn't help but smile and kissed Tuanzi's rosy cheek: "I was thinking, when I drew my sword just now, it didn't hurt."

Xinbao was stunned: "It doesn't hurt?"

The so-called "Sorrowful Sword Technique" means "there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart". It actually has a purely literal meaning, referring purely to mental breakdown and total despair.

Therefore, the better one practices Ai Mo's swordsmanship, the more painful it becomes when using it. Every move is like tearing out one's heart and splitting one's liver, and bringing back nightmares.

But he's not in pain now?

(End of this chapter)