Chapter 291
"Just buy it." Ji Yunxi glanced at the manager and thought about it, "From today onwards, her name will be Baofu. And I will neither beat her nor scold her. On the contrary—"
She paused, looked at the pair of parents, her brows were extremely cold: "I will keep her safe and give her a lifetime of wealth."
Chapter 89
All the voices stopped abruptly at this moment.
Baofu, I swore at the time that from now on, this life will belong to the young lady, only to live for the young lady, and to die for the young lady.
But at this moment, I didn't protect Miss, but you shouldn't blame me, Miss.
When the news of the death of the old man and his wife came, you muttered to yourself, saying what is life and what is death.
I didn't understand it at the time, but now, I seem to understand a little bit, but I still don't seem to understand it.
Miss, please don't be sad, but be proud of me.
Miss, I hope you will be happy and prosperous in the future.
The moment Ji Yunxi arrived, Baofu closed his eyes.
The last four swordsmen escaped smoothly.
Xuezhu, who had never lost a head before, suddenly dangled the iron sword in front of him, and his feet remained motionless.
He stared blankly at Baofu.
The sword was swung extremely fiercely, and the back was almost split in two.
The blood flowed down, dyeing Qiuyu's body below red.
Qiu Yu's eyes were red, her hands were trembling, she wanted to hug Bao Fu, but she was afraid of hurting her.
I want to stop the bleeding for Baofu, but I don't know where to start.
There is too much blood.
Too much is too much.
Qiuyu got up from under Baofu, supported Baofu with both hands, looked at the blood on her back, grinned and cried.
Tears and snot mixed with blood, all over her cracked face.
Ji Yunxi and his party rushed there.
Ji Mingyan looked at the injury on Baofu's back, instead of clamoring for a bandage as before, he looked at Xuezhu.
Xuezhu's dressing for trauma is the best among them.
Therefore, in the front, the arrow wounds of the prince were dealt with by Xuezhu.
Xuezhu shook his head seriously.
This is already, it's useless.
Ji Mingyan raised his head high, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, and then looked at Ji Yunxi with some worry.
Unlike everyone with red eyes, Ji Yunxi's face never showed much expression.
She pursed her lips tightly, took off her coat, and gently covered Baofu's body.
Soon, the blood stained the smoky blue dress.
Ji Yunxi didn't seem to see it, she bent down and reached out to hug Baofu.
But she couldn't hold it anymore.
Ji Mingyan wanted to come up to help, but Ji Yunxi shook her head.
She looked at the mouth, it was Wanxiang who ran back.
Wanxiang, holding a sword in one hand, approached with three steps and two steps.
Ji Yunxi stood up and said, "Wanxiang, hold Baofu in your arms."
She murmured to herself, "I can't hold it anymore."
Wanxiang threw the sword aside, bit her lips, and bit her blood.
She stretched out her hand and lightly picked up Baofu, then followed Ji Yunxi to the outside.
The prince was sitting right at the mouth.
This is the most embarrassing day for the prince in this life.
But in the future, even if the prince ascends the throne as emperor, even if he is lying on the dragon in his twilight years, he will remember the day.
It always reminded him of what he should and should do as a king.
"Your Highness." Ji Yunxi said softly, "Umbrella."
The prince handed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Ji Yunxi.
Ji Yunxi took it, opened it, raised it to the top of Wanxiang's head, and covered Wanxiang and the treasure in Wanxiang's arms under the umbrella.
The rain fell drop by drop, wet Ji Yunxi's hair and Ji Yunxi's eyebrows.
The three masters and servants drifted away in the rain.
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The head of the Beishan Sword Sect was finally surrounded by Wu Weian, Ji Mingshuang, Ji Minghao, and Yuan Guanshi.
The head's sharp eyes looked straight at Wu Weian.
He finally understood why the Sage asked him to bring eight elders to Qinghe County in person, and why he had to be careful about Wu Weian.
This Wu Weian is only eighteen this year, but this temperament makes the head of Beishan sigh.
He played Wu Weian to wander among several people. Most people couldn't hold it for so long, but Wu Weian was always calm.
People who can keep calm all the time are the most terrifying.
In the end, the head of Beishan spent most of his energy, took a step slower, and was stopped by Wu Weian.
Seeing the opportunity, the other three arrived tacitly and surrounded the head of Beishan.
The head of Beishan smiled, but he was not afraid: "Aren't the little friends curious why I am the only one here?"
As he spoke, he deliberately looked at the mine above.
Brothers Ji Mingshuang and Ji Minghao looked at each other.
That mine was filled with people.
Although there were guards from the Ji family, but only a few people were arranged at the dòng entrance. The other Ji family members were busy removing obstacles and checking to see if there were any surviving civilians.
What if there was a hidden swordsman among the rescued people?
In the mine, there is the prince, Ji Yunxi, and Ji Mingyan.
Ji Mingshuang thought about it carefully, and even stopped breathing for a while.
He hoarse voice,
With anger, Rong pointed his sword at the head of Beishan: "What do you mean!"
The head of Beishan smiled: "Don't you hurry up and have a look, little friend? It's too late, I'm afraid I will collect the corpses for the prince and your siblings."
Hearing this, Ji Ming's heart was in chaos, and even his hand that was as calm as Ji Minghao, holding the sword, tightened.