Xing Zhen and Yixia have been together for some time. Xing Zhen protects the safety of Yixia and others. Yixia and Xing Zhen give Xing Zhen the company.

Otherwise, if a person and a dog walk on a strange land, there will be only boredom that never gets tired of it.

Family affection should be like this, not the kind of love that comes to mind at first sight, but the mutual needs in every detail of life.

Yixia and Wenxuan unknowingly regarded Xing Zhen as their relatives, and Xing Zhen is the same. People's hearts are full of flesh, and you give me love and I will return your wishes.

Xing Zhen looked at Chen Liuhui who was sobbing and at a loss, and looked at the depths of Guangming City from afar.

Taking a deep breath, Xing Zhen is not a saint. He chose the latter among hundreds of thousands of strangers and close relatives.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Xing Zhen is outrageous in his mistakes in disregarding justice. But in Xing Zhen’s view, how can we talk about protecting others if we can’t even protect our relatives?

Xing Zhen flashed and appeared beside the crossbow of the bed. Xing Fei immediately slashed down, and the newly assembled crossbow of the bed was divided into two.

"Is it enough?" An angry voice roared.

The shopkeeper shook his head slowly as usual and asked, "What do you think?"

At this time, Yang Qi stopped him and wanted to move forward to stop Xing Zhen, Gao Gu Xiuqi, calmly ordered: "The bed crossbow was created by Xing Zhen, and he has the right to deal with it himself."

No one stopped him, and Xing Zhen was not ink. The punishment was destroyed by two bed crossbows.

The shopkeeper who held Yixia hostage remained silent, obviously he had no intention of asking Xing Zhen to stop.

As expected, if the crossbows of the crossbows were not completely destroyed, the shopkeeper would not agree to Xing Zhen to stop.

Xing Zhen stopped for a moment and then he glanced at the shopkeeper holding Yixia's neck with a slightly force.

The girl in pink is a mundane who has been plagued by a long time. How can she withstand the torture of a six-level spiritual cultivation?

The little guy's fate is also bumpy enough, and his life is always in the hands of others. First, the family was destroyed, and the reason for being able to survive was that Jiansi needed a summer of blood.

Now the famous child king in Guangming City has been held hostage for no reason.

Since he had made a decision, he would rather ignore the people of Guangming City than protect his life. Xing Zhen looked at the direction of Chen's mansion and then rushed towards the next bed crossbow without hesitation.

Every time a bed crossbow was destroyed, Yi Xia would make an inaudible cry.

"don't want."

Although she is young and playful, she is wise and knows that every bed crossbow is hard work. The existence of each bed crossbow can preserve the safety of the people of Guangming City.

Yixia's poisonous body became exhausted, and the mosquito-like sound almost exhausted all her strength.

There is no fairness in the adult world, and girls should not have endured this. Everything is very unfair to Yixia.

However, at this time, Yixia did not care whether she was unfair to herself, but focused on her crossbow.

The pale little face was twisted and deformed due to enduring the pain, and black blood also overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

When Xing Zhen shattered the fifth crossbow, Yixia finally couldn't stand it and added a mouthful of blood from the corner of her mouth to replenish her energy.

"Ah~" Yixia wanted to speak to dissuade Xing Zhen, but the poisonous bodies in her body burst out, and a harsh scream subconsciously roared.

"Let go of the summer, she will die if she has a poisonous attack. I'll replace her as a hostage." Xing Zhen and Chen Liuhui shouted at the same time.

Xing Zhenbingleng added: "If there is a three-long and two-long shortcoming in one summer, I promise to keep the souls of all of you here as well."

"Don't force me, otherwise I would rather risk the rebellion against the will of heaven than let you not have the chance to be reincarnated."

Yixia's petite body kept shaking, with less intake and more exhaustion, and she was indeed dying.

The hotel shopkeeper could see clearly that something happened to Xia, and the only one Wenxuan left was not enough to threaten Xing Zhen and others.

The real torture is really crazy, and all their purposes will be fleeting. If they want to survive, they can only continue to delay and destroy the crossbows, so that they will have the chance to return the credit to the Japanese people for their lives.

Seeing that something happened to Yixia, the hotel shopkeeper thought for a moment and said, "Chen Liuhui abandoned his cultivation and exchanged for Yixia, Xing Zhen continued to destroy the bed crossbow."

It is related to Chen Liuhui and the only bloodline of the Chen family. Just like Xing Zhen destroys the bed crossbow, outsiders cannot interfere, and Chen Liuhui needs to consider all decisions.

After a moment of quietness, Chen Liuhui sobbed and said, "One word is certain!"

The shopkeeper cannot be faked. Besides, between Chen Liuhui and the bed crossbow, the latter has greater military achievements and is easier to save his life.

He agreed happily: "One word is certain."

Anyone can figure out the current situation. Since he decided to trade Chen Liuhui for another Xia, there is no need to lie.

Even if Chen Liuhui loses her cultivation and becomes a mundane person, she still has threatening value as the leader of the Guangming Sect. What's more, she is also Yixia's only aunt, and her dual identity and life are valuable.

After thinking about the cause and effect before and after, Chen Liuhui didn't talk nonsense. She pursed her lips tightly, and a sudden explosion came from her body.

The woman did it neatly and exploded the cyclone in her body without any sluggishness.

A warrior in the middle fifth level was cyclone shattered. Although there was not much residual internal force left in his meridians, there was no subsequent supplement.

In the eyes of these martial artists and divine cultivators of the shopkeeper at the fifth and sixth level, Chen Liuhui is no different from ordinary people.

The shopkeeper ordered: "Come here for a summer."

Xing Zhen suddenly grabbed Chen Liuhui who was about to step forward and said in a deep voice: "Yixia can hold on for a while, don't worry too much."

They went out of Guangming City to ambush the Japanese reinforcements, and they had a tacit understanding between each other.

With a simple look, you can understand the other person's meaning.

Chen Liuhui nodded gently: "Don't worry, I'll give you a complete summer."

Chen Liuhui exploded with a cyclone's body and had a disordered opportunity. When he spoke, he was bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

She turned to look at Yang Qi, bent over and said with blood in her arms, "I'm sorry to the leader, it's Liu Hui who is sorry to the Guangming Sect."

Without waiting for Yang Qi to answer, Chen Liuhui continued to look at Buyuan and said frankly: "I know you like me, but if the Japanese clan is not destroyed for a day, I have no plans to get married."

"I'm afraid there is no hope of being with the Left Guardian in this life. If there is a next life, you might as well continue the previous relationship."

After losing the money, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak. Chen Liuhui struggled to interrupt and continued, "Don't persuade me, I have devoted myself to the Guangming Cult for the rest of my life and devoted myself to the killing of the Japanese bandits."

"Let me be selfish and leave a bloodline for my Chen family."

No longer paying attention, he turned around and looked at Gao Gu Xiuqi.

Chen Liuhui smiled miserably: "The war is imminent, and you and I are not sure that we will be able to see tomorrow's sun alive."

"I didn't like it before, but now I should let go of what I should give up."

"As long as you kill the Japanese devils, no matter what you Gaogu Xiuqi did in the future, they are all the protectors of the Light Cult that I, Chen Liuhui, recognized."

After saying that, Chen Liuhui laughed at herself and said, "Haha, I'm just a useless man, I'm not qualified to be a member of the Light Church."

Yang Qi said loudly at this time: "What the Guangming Cult wants is to have common ambitions and be able to kill the comrades of the Japanese devils together."

"It has nothing to do with strength and cultivation. As long as you are alive, the position of the flag lord will always be reserved for you."

Yang Qi paused and continued: "No matter what the outcome of today's battle is, as long as I, Yang Qi, are still alive, knowing who dares to be unfavorable to the descendants of the Chen family will be unfavorable to me, Yang Qi."

Chen Liuhui clasped her fists: "Thank you, leader."

Then slowly walked towards the shopkeeper, and every step was filled with nostalgia.

She knew that the enemy could not agree to replace the hostage for the second time, and she did not allow others to change herself.

Since his cultivation has been abandoned, he has become the fish in the enemy's hands, the ending is expected.

If these Japanese people can live today, it would be a great achievement to take down Chen Liuhui's head, and they could give them an extra bargaining chip that would be inferior to their merits.

If they are desperate, they will not leave their lives before fighting back frantically. A person who is smashed by a martial arts cyclone is just a matter of doing whatever they want.

Chen Liuhui finally looked at the Japanese army slowly approaching the city with hatred.

He said to himself: "I will kill you in the next life."

Then he abandoned all his nostalgia and resolutely walked towards the shopkeeper.

The moment he hugged Yixia, all Chen **'s grievances were dispersed.

The moment of embrace seemed eternal, and Chen Liuhui didn't want to let go of Yixia in her arms.

Yixia seemed to feel that Chen Liuhui was in danger and called out softly: "Auntie"

Just two words, Chen Liuhui, who had been tense for a long time, could no longer bear it. She could brush two lines of tears rolled down.

After gently touching his pale face, Chen Liuhui comforted him carefully: "You must live well."

Then, despite Yixia's opposition, he threw Yixia to Xing Zhen not far away.

At this time, Xing Zhen was silently reciting in his heart: "Who is the sword for?"

"Protect."

"Why did the sword come out?"

"Protect."

"Why is it right or wrong to draw a sword?"

"I want to protect the people I should protect, and I can't even care when the king comes."

After Xing Zhen took Yixia, he apologized silently: "I'm sorry, Chen Liuhui."

Then he suddenly shouted: "Master Chen, take action!"

In fact, there is no need to remind Zhen Zhen, Chen Liuhui has already received a sign through her eyes.
To be continued...