It was a few men in black chasing and killing two young women, but the two women were guarded by a few guards, and an old woman was guarding them, but even so, they couldn't stand them. There were few injuries, and the skirt on his body was hooked by a tree branch while running away, revealing white skin loomingly.
Seeing the exposed skin of the two beautiful women, Song Ming's eyes flashed brightly, but he said with a serious face to Duan Ye next to him: "The road sees unevenness, do you think we should draw our swords to help?"
Duan Ye Sui glanced at him and said indifferently: "I don't know, so I don't bother to save the two women."
He said that he was about to leave, but he clasped his hand: "Don't go! Then if we are two weak women, as men, we are men who do not save us? Go and go."
Before Duan Ye got over, he was dragged forward, only to hear him shout: "Let go of those two girls!"
It turned out that the guards saw that they could not beat those people, and they were injured again. They actually left the two women and the old woman and fled. Just when the black-clothed men detained the two women, Song Ming pulled After Duan Ye jumped out.
Duan Yehei had a baby face calmly, and he was pulled forward when he didn't intend to make a move. Seeing the swords in the hands of those in black attacking him, he could only grit his teeth and glared at Song Ming. Those men in black.
Those people in black were in the middle of the foundation construction. If they were not afraid of one enemy for one night, but when they were besieged together, he was a little bit unable to resist. A little attention would be drawn out. A few small blood stains.
He evaded embarrassedly and looked for Song Ming, but at this sight, he almost vomited blood.
"Two girls, are you okay? Don't worry, those who have me here can't hurt you. Well, look, this hand is bleeding."
Song Ming supported one of the women, talking about her wounds, but his eyes were on her looming chest.
"My son, thank you my son for saving my life." The soft voice of the woman he was supporting came out timidly. Her good-looking face may be pale because of fright, with tears in her eyes. It's too timid to make people feel pity.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll be okay." He patted the woman's back lightly, put the person in his arms to comfort, and took advantage of the opportunity.
The woman didn’t know if it was shy or scared, she shrank into his arms and didn’t back away. Even the other woman who was supported by the old man didn’t feel wrong to see this scene. She watched as gratefully as the old woman. With Song Ming.
"Song Ming! You luscious! Don't hurry over and help!"
Duan Ye, who was not angry, cursed angrily, swung the sword of a foundation-building monk, and shouted as he stepped back and avoided.His voice contained anger, and almost when the voice came out, even Feng Jiu and Ning Lang who were sleeping in the tent under the mountain road over there heard.
"Don't worry, I'll help, it's okay, I won't let you have trouble with me."
Seeing the beauties, he seemed to have changed. Only the two beautiful women were in his eyes. Even the voices became gentle and passionate, and Duan Ye was only half dead.
"Song, Ming!"
"I'm coming!"
Song Ming hurriedly responded. After comforting the two women, the long sword at his waist was revealed, and a handsome swordsman appeared to attack with the sword, and attacked the men in black.