Chapter 123 The Disappearing Chastity

Qi Bosong turned his hand and forced the sword away. The sword seemed to have eyes and stroked it. With a thorn, Qi Bosong's sleeves were cut open. Fortunately, Qi Bosong retreated quickly and only cut his sleeves.

Qi Bosong turned around at this time, and he couldn't help but be stunned. In the dark night, the man wore a night coat. There is a little green light on the sword in his hand. Anyone can see that there must be a layer of poison on the sword! That poison must be the poison that seals the throat with blood, otherwise, it will not emit that color.

"Which brother?" Qi Bosong said with his backhand.

The man suddenly laughed "hey hey hey" and his laughter in the moonlight was full of ghosts. And in the man's eyes, there was no smile, only staring at Qi Boxong's body!

Qi Bosong only made one move with him and lost the battle. This man stretched out his hand, and with the poison on his sword, it was even more difficult for Qi Bosong to stretch his fists and feet.

Qi Bosong half squinted, so that the enemy could not see what he was looking at! At this time, his eyes fell on the man's hand. He saw such a black killer with a gold bracelet. This bracelet even has a little feminine qi. Qi Bosong suddenly "clucked" in his heart.

Blood droplets!

When Qi Bosong thought of these three words, he suddenly realized something. Qi Boxong flew to the door, and the man's sword also flew up. Qi Bosong picked up the sword flower and protected his chest, only defending but not attacking. Reaching out and pushing the door open, the man didn't seem to be entangled much. Although the blade of the sword went straight to Qi Boxong's chest several times, it was avoided by Qi Boxong.

As soon as he pushed the door, Qi Boxong was dumbfounded.

I saw that the room was empty, and Zhen Xing disappeared.

"Zhen Xing!" Qi Bosong shouted.

"Gak, Gak..." Following the sound, Qi Boxong saw that the door and bed of the bathroom were opened. The window laughed at Qi Bosong's stupidity this night.

"Hey hey hey hey hey..." Behind Qi Boxong, a burst of laughter came.

Qi Bosong turned around and saw an eagle-like figure rushing up.

No one knows what Zhenxing met when Qi Boxong went out. Even after the event, Zhenxing himself couldn't explain it clearly.

Zhen Xing only remembered in a trance. As soon as Qi Boxong went out, she felt that something was wrong. In her arms, she has been holding the dagger that Qi Bosong used to save her life. Unfortunately, Zhen Xing has never figured out one thing. If the enemy can't even deal with Qi Boxong, what's the use of her dagger other than suicide?

However, Zhen Xing didn't think of this problem at that time. She suddenly heard a slight sound in the bathroom and couldn't help opening the door of the bathroom.

It doesn't matter. Two men in black appeared in their bathroom. One seems to have just come in, and the other one has only stepped in with one leg.

They looked at each other and stared at each other.

It came so suddenly that no one reflected what was going on. Zhen Xing was clever and was about to shout out, when the man in black opposite also reflected. Suddenly, he pulled Zhen Xing and put a small knife against Zhen Xing's neck.

Then, a cold hand blocked Zhen Xing's mouth. Zhenxing grabbed his hand and took a fierce bite, but I don't know where the fragrance came straight to the braised door. Zhenxing didn't hold on, so she fainted.

When Zhen Xing woke up again, she saw the darkness around her. Zhen Xing's head seemed to hurt like being blown up, and she couldn't help shouting "ah".

The headache was about to crack, and his body was soft and collapsed, as if he had been crushed by a ghost in a nightmare, and he didn't have the strength to raise his hand. Zhen Xing breathed weakly. How could it be like this?

Zhen Xing was really powerless, so she had to give up the struggle and lie down obediently. Her face rubbed against the satin pillow, which was so comfortable. Zhen Xing listened to the voice of "clucking, clucking" and was confused. The more confused she was, the more uncomfortable she was. Because she always wanted to force herself to wake up, suddenly, she realized something.

Isn't the sound of "clucking, clucking" right, isn't it the sound of the carriage?

Zhen Xing was shocked, and then she felt very strange. She was not tied up, which was not kidnapped. He was thrown into the carriage again and slept on the satin mattress.

Zhen Xing thought of the answer and couldn't help shivering.

Is it him?

Zhen Xing had a cold war again and suddenly recalled that Qi Bosong went out to fight at that time. Well, they must have made up their mind to deliberately move the tiger away from the mountain and deliberately steal her from the house! It's so mean!

The apricot trembled all over.

Qi Bosong fought with the man for dozens of rounds, from the house to the yard. The night is deeper. The man's eyes also showed fatigue. Qi Boxong's arms and legs have long been scarred.

The man had erased the poison on the sword with a white veil before the war. It seemed that he wanted to have a fair battle with Qi Bosong.

However, Qi Bosong is just a fist and is not his opponent. The man's skills are far above Qi Bosong. Most importantly, the man does not seem to be in a hurry to kill Qi Bosong, but plays slowly like a cat catching a mouse.

When the two of them fight like this, neither side has the strength to support it. Qi Boxong gritted his teeth, and the wounds on his body bleed.

There were also three wounds on the man's body.

He seems to be afraid of pain and cares about his wound.

Qi Bosong knew very well that this man was trying to procrastinate time. Procrastinate yourself and don't look for Zhen Xing. That's why I deliberately didn't want his life.

Qi Bosong looked up at the moon and then at his opponent. The man smiled like a wolf. Qi Bosong is in despair. He is doomed not to catch up with Zhen Xing.

He picked up the sword again. The man thought that Qi Boxong was going to fight with him, so he hurriedly took a sword flower. Who knows, Qi Bosong's sword has no intention of attacking at all. Instead, the tip of the sword turns and points straight to his throat!

The man was shocked and rushed over quickly, picking up the sword in Qi Bosong's hand. With a bang, Qi Boxong's hand loosened, and the sword fell to the ground, making waves of dragons.

Qi Bosong looked at the sword that fell to the ground and smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong with you!" The man suddenly said.

Qi Bosong shook his head and sighed, "You don't have a family yet, do you?"

The man smiled like an owl.

"How can people without feelings understand the pain of life and death? Hey... You kill me and go back to restore your life to Grandpa Cui!" Qi Bosong said.

The man gradually put away his smile, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

"How do you know that I'm Grandpa Cui!" The man asked.

Qi Bosong smiled and pointed to his wrist.

"The next time, remember to take down the gold bracelet when you come out to kill someone. The unique bracelet of blood droplets, everyone who has seen it, has become a corpse!" Qi Boxong said with a smile.

In the moonlight, there was a sense of sadness in Qi Bosong's smile. The man's pair of eagle eyes stared at Qi Boxong's eyes and asked word by word, "Aren't you afraid that you have become a corpse?"

"What's the fun of living in the world? If you kill it, just kill it. Life is worthless. It doesn't matter. Qi Bosong said calmly.

The man took a long sigh after hearing this, thought for a long time, and suddenly picked up the tip of the sword and picked up a sword flower. With a swd, the sword went into the sword cliff.

"Brothers are offended!" The man suddenly hugged his fist and said.

Then, the man raised his breath and went up to the roof. Qi Bosong looked at the moonlight in a daze. Zhen Xing couldn't catch up. What's the point of living?

Qi Bosong took a step forward, gently touched it with his toes, and picked up the sword to catch it. Qi Boxong looked at the cold sword. It was really a good sword. It was given to him by his master. Now, let his soul be locked in this sword.

Qi Boxong smiled bitterly, and suddenly a cold light rushed to his throat.

"No..."

A heartbreaking cry cut through the tranquility of the night, and the tip of Qi Boxong's sword was still half an inch away from his throat. A pair of gentle hands took his arm.

"Brother, no, no..." Xiaorou cried.

Qi Boxong turned his head with a wry smile and remembered that there was such a person in the yard. There were tears on Xiaorou's face, and her eyes were like a secluded pool.

"No, big brother, you, you can't be helpless!" Xiaorou said cryingly.

Qi Bosong took a deep breath and gently pushed Xiaorou's hand away.

"It doesn't matter to you. Since you have heard it, just listen to it. In the future, you should take care of yourself alone. Qi Bosong said calmly.

Xiaorou shook her head desperately and cried, "Brother, you can't go. You still have me, don't you? You still have to spend the rest of your life with me.

"This life is your own, not mine, and there is no need to involve me. Xiaorou, don't interfere in my affairs. Qi Bosong said coldly.

Xiaorou was broken by these indifferent words. Tears refused to fall, only a burst of pain in the stomach. Brother, even if it's not for me, you have to think about it for your sister. Now, you, you are her only pillar!" Xiaorou said cryingly.

When it comes to Zhen Xing, Qi Bosong's heart is even more uncomfortable. It seems that there are tens of millions of knives that keep spinning in his heart, crushing and crushing his heart.

This night, Xiaorou said this sentence in Qi Boxong's heart.

Yes, Zhen Xing may still be waiting for him to save him. Qi Bosong took a deep breath and suddenly realized how difficult the road ahead was.

Zhenxing took the initiative to go back. Will she wait for him to save her? Will she wait?

Qi Bosong didn't know that he was really in a mess. On this night, he began to guess what Zhen Xing was thinking. What should I do? Qi Bosong looked at the cold tip of the sword and thought of Zhen Xing's smiling face.

He suddenly closed his eyes and sent the tip of the sword forward...