Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

Chapter 169. Chase and Kill

"plum bossom."

"Why plum blossoms?"

"Because Plum Blossom is like a person living in my heart, she is beautiful and generous, pure and flawless." He said and looked at her affectionately.

Knowing that he was pointing at herself, Zhou Qiao rolled her eyes happily, pretending not to know, and said, "Oh, that's it." Then she added, "Actually, there is someone living in my heart, so guess what? what flower."

Lin Qingchen also knew that he was alluding to himself. After thinking for a moment, he kissed her hair with a smile, and said to himself, "Oleander."

How could it be such a vicious flower?Zhou Qiao quickly corrected, "No, it's water lilies."

Water lily also means purity.

Seeing her cute appearance, Lin Qingchen laughed and said, "I'm afraid you are the only one who says that."

Holding him tightly, Zhou Qiao said: "I don't care what others think, anyway, you are the best in my heart."

This sentence is enough, Lin Qingchen's heart softened a city, and it was enough to win a heart.

Besides, Lin Qingchen and Zhou Qiao's child is almost one year old now. What has been puzzling to outsiders is that Lin Qingchen changed the child's surname to Zhuge.

Life is peaceful, and the days of flying are as fast as flowing water, but they are also sweet.

The weather was just right that day, the streets were full of traffic, the child was handed over to the nanny, and the young couple went out together in the carriage.

Nothing special, just free time, go to the street to buy some toys and seasonal clothes for the children.

Happiness is beautiful and short-lived, but they don't know what awaits them behind.

Everything was unprepared, the driver had just parked the carriage next to an inn, at this moment, a sharp arrow flew from a distance, and with a strong wind, the arrow shot straight into the bead curtain.

In the stream of arrows, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the owner inside the curtain.

It was just a blink of an eye, fleeting, and he raised his hand to grab the bloodthirsty sharp weapon.

Time seemed to freeze. At this moment, the arrow was only three inches away from his neck.

Zhou Qiao, who just came back to her senses, immediately covered her mouth in fright, her heart was beating wildly, and she was too shocked to speak.

Although he was also in a cold sweat, but fortunately he was able to maintain his composure. Throwing away the deadly arrow, he raised the curtain and prepared to take a look. At this time, another stream of light flew towards us from a distance. The speed was too fast. It shot through the chest of the chauffeur sitting in front.

But for a moment, the boy's body slumped to the ground.

The pedestrians around were still unaware of what happened, until someone exclaimed, and immediately fled in panic, for fear of being implicated.

It seemed that he was in trouble, and before he had time to think about who was going to harm him, Lin Qingchen quickly sat in the driving seat, picked up the whip, and said, "Sit still."

Zhou Qiao held onto the edge of the car, nervously worried about Lin Qingchen, afraid that what she said would distract him, so she simply didn't ask anything first.

The chariots and horses were galloping on the street, and the people passing by in the distance were frightened and dodged aside.

The vigorous swordsmen immediately caught up, holding cold long swords one by one, and using lightness skills to catch up.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Lin Qingchen calmly panicked, not because of himself, but because of Zhou Qiao who didn't know any martial arts, and seeing that every assassin had extraordinary skills, he felt so scared for the first time.

The sound was noisy, the carriage was like an irrational lion, the wheels were spinning rapidly, and the bumpy road almost caused the carriage to overturn several times.

Without thinking about it, Lin Qingchen tried his best to drive the carriage to the distance. He only wanted to protect the safety of his family, but he only thought that he could get rid of them, or maybe he would give up when he was tired of chasing them.

It's a pity that his analysis was wrong, and the assassins chased them all the way until they were driven out of the city.

Weeds were overgrown outside the city, and the wheels were spinning rapidly, bringing up a road of smoke and soil, rolling away.

After running for an unknown amount of time, it was obvious that both parties were exhausted. When the carriage ran to a cliff, a breath of despair quickly spread to Lin Qingchen's surroundings.

Helpless, there is a cliff in front and a killer in the back, so the first reaction is to tighten the reins first.

With a long howl, the horse was forced to stop instantly.

The horse's hooves slipped, forcing out a spark.

The assassins who saw the opportunity suddenly swarmed up, and the sword light in their hands danced like a strong wind sweeping the rain, and the white light spread across the front of the car. Lin Qingchen, who lost his sense of proportion, could no longer care about driving the horse, turned over and pulled Zhou Qiao His hand, when she was in a panic, had already clasped her waist and rolled down on the desolate grass.

Following a loud noise a few steps away, the carriage lost resistance and fell off the cliff.

The swordsmen who stabbed in the air turned around and attacked without any hesitation.

Lin Qingchen hugged Zhou Qiao and stood up swiftly. Relying on his good skills, he turned around and kicked an assassin who was charging in front, and then quickly snatched the long sword from his hand.

Holding the sword in one hand and protecting Zhou Qiao with the other, to be honest, he didn't have much confidence that he could wipe out all the enemies.

The assassins wearing black veils were even more vicious, and the leader waved his hand: "Go!"

Immediately, the flash of swords and swords, fighting fiercely.

Amidst the murderous aura, there was a bang, and something hit an assassin's sword, blood streaked into the sky, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a severed hand with bloody flesh.

Seeing such a horrific scene for the first time, Zhou Qiao was so frightened that he yelled out "ah", and then quickly hugged his waist tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

With no time to comfort him, Lin Qingchen could not concentrate on his moves, and soon fell into a life-and-death contest with the other party.

Good martial arts are good, but no matter how good they are, they are no match for a dozen swordsmen with unique skills. What's more, it's easy to dodge open spears, but hard to defend against hidden arrows.

In the chaos of the knife light, Zhou Qiao, who was held by Lin Qingchen, inadvertently caught a glimpse of two assassins drawing their bows here, with sharp arrows, aiming at the target and preparing to shoot.

"careful!"

Said it was fast, at that time fast, the sharp arrow was already heading towards Lin Qingchen with a cold wind.

The distance was too close and the speed was too fast. Lin Qingchen, who was busy fighting, had no time to dodge.

Almost without thinking, Zhou Qiao turned around and acted as a shield for him.

The cruel sharp weapon merged with her body mercilessly, and then the blood surged up, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

Vulnerable, her body slipped quietly along his arm and fell to the ground.

The two bloodstains on her chest seemed to be that incomparably gorgeous flower, blooming enchantingly and beautifully at this moment.

"Joe!"

Lin Qingchen exclaimed in surprise, his voice was shaking like an earthquake, he hugged her tremblingly, and then his expression was gloomy and anxious, facing these enemies who were staring at him, he raised his eyes and formed a ruthless line, wishing to smash all these devils to ashes , in order to relieve hatred.