Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"If this continues, something will happen to all of us!" Jiaoyang frowned, swung her palm at the crowd and swept it several miles away, meeting the leader Lu Ke's gaze in their shocked eyes.

"Uncle Lu used to be the most sensible person and never acted sloppily. How could he not be able to settle this debt? At critical moments, it is wise to sacrifice oneself to protect the overall situation."

Lu Ke didn't know how he led people into the carriage, and his head felt a little heavy. Huangfu Yan was chirping all the way, so he was impatient and had to tap his acupuncture points first, and then untied them after he got on the carriage and left.

He has never been a warm-hearted person. To be precise, he has a cold nature. The friendship between gentlemen should be as light as water.

He knew that his choice was not wrong.

But for some reason, hearing the sound of fighting coming from behind, he was so confused that even the fingers holding the sword were trembling faintly. .What's up with him?

Lu Ke covered his head and had a splitting headache.

"Uncle Lu!" Huangfu Yan looked at him in disbelief as soon as his acupuncture points were unlocked, as if he didn't believe that he would actually choose to abandon Jiao Yang at a critical moment.

Lu Ke avoided looking at him, not even daring to look at him for some reason.

Huangfu Yan made a gesture to jump off the carriage.

"Sit down." With a swish, the cold sword was unsheathed.

Lu Ke held his sword to his neck, but Tang Xuefei and Bai Shuang didn't say anything or stop him, they just cried.

Those two people were so skilled in martial arts and were vicious members of the demon sect. It was simply unimaginable what would happen if they left a delicate little girl there. He might have been brutally murdered by now.

"Uncle Lu" Huangfuyan looked back at him again and called him. Only this time, his eyes showed deep disappointment.

"She is our companion, we should not abandon any of our companions, not to mention she is Jiaoyang, my cousin."

"What her identity has to do with me, whether she is alive or dead has nothing to do with me."

Lu Ke took a deep breath, suppressed the depression rising in his inner bottom, and spoke calmly:

"I am just a swordsman and a desperado. The only thing I have to do is to be entrusted by my old friend to send you to Tea Guest Villa. Now I have an additional apprentice, which is an accident among accidents.

People are dying all the time in this world. Lu is not a savior and does not have the ability to save people. He only does his duty. "

Huangfuyan stared at him in disbelief, the disappointment in his eyes getting heavier and heavier.

"I originally thought that Uncle Lu was cold-faced and hot-hearted, but now it seems that you are the real cold-blooded person. A living person! Isn't it enough for you to have some feelings for her during this period of time spent with us day and night? Do you think she is just an irrelevant person?"

Lu Ke tightened his fingers.

"You know who those two men are, they are from the Demon Cult! Their kung fu is so high, how can Jiaoyang be their opponent? Don't you know how cruel their methods are? What will happen if Jiaoyang falls into their hands? What will happen?!

Don't say it's me. If Ah Jue is awake now, he will definitely make the same decision as me. When he wakes up, he will only feel guilty and miserable. "

Huangfuyan understood that with his current ability, it was almost impossible to avoid Uncle Lu getting off the carriage, so he had to convince him.

Lu Ke lowered his head, only numbness and indifference remained in Huangfu Yan's sight. There was deep disappointment in Huangfuyan's eyes.

Still not working?

Only Lu Ke himself knew that at this moment, his fingers that used to hold the sword firmly moved.

That was his firmness and belief that was shaken.

Over there, Fatty and Baldy laughed wildly at the little girl who dared to stay alone to deal with them.

Jiaoyang stood with one hand behind her back, her eyes had changed in vain, but unfortunately the two people opposite her didn't notice.

"Little girl, when were you weaned? Why do you think you alone can deal with two of us brothers?"

The fat man took a step forward, holding a hammer, and said with high spirits: "Well, I'll kill you first, and then kill the few people behind, it won't waste much time."

Bald Hair also rushed up: "Little beauty, if you surrender now and follow these two men from now on, we will spare your life."

"Yes, yes," the fat man looked at this pretty little girl up and down, and quickly agreed, "Surrender now, and I will spare your life."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and she waved away the folding fan in her hand and fanned it leisurely a few times: "Baiye Liufeng's subordinates are really like your master, with ugly pronunciation and no eyesight. Today it's up to me. Come and teach his subordinates a lesson."

"What did you say?!" The two of them were shocked.

Before she could react, Jiaoyang had already touched the ground with her boots, her long hair spread out, and the strong wind whipped up by the internal force blew towards her face along the folding fan, as if it was going to drag people into it and tear her apart.

The fat man and the bald man worked together and took several steps back before barely escaping the seemingly light blow.

"What's going on? This fan is mysterious?" The two of them looked at each other, looked at the smiling little girl waving the folding fan over there, and joined forces again in disbelief.

The inner energy flowed out along with the palm wind between the two of them, and Jiaoyang faced each other with a folding fan. The internal forces of the two parties collided, and the surrounding stone and wood exploded instantly. Explosions were heard everywhere, water columns shot straight into the sky, and dust flew into the air.

Fatty and Baldy looked at each other in disbelief, exploring her inner strength. This feeling was unfathomable and completely unfathomable. The last time they felt like this was with their master.

Jiaoyang curled up her lips with ease.

She exerted her strength again, and the two people on the opposite side were instantly swept away by the momentum of the internal force. They fell to the ground and spit out several mouthfuls of bright red blood.

Jiaoyang floated down from mid-air, her boots touched the ground, and she waved her folding fan, covering the lower half of her face, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes filled with amusement.

"Ahem. Who are you?" The fat man and the bald man were still unwilling to give up. They thought they were easy-to-handle little girls, but now it seems that they have hit a brick wall.

"Hakuye Liufeng failed to discipline his subordinates, and you almost disrupted my plan. Now I am only giving you a light punishment."

Under the folding fan, the corners of the lips were raised in vain on that smiling face.

"What." The two of them looked at her in disbelief, and then saw the hand holding the folding fan filled with black energy.

"Hua Kushou, are you the famous protector Yi Fuling?!"

Their eyes widened in disbelief. They could actually see Master Yi here, and she was still so young.

Yi Fuling has the most discordant relationship with her master among the demon sect. It is said that she even deliberately formed a clique within the church to leave her master isolated and helpless. She was so angry that she chased her for three days and three nights. She was definitely a difficult and terrifying character.

Jiaoyang chuckled and expressed her acquiescence.

Two chapters in one.