The king will never go to court

Chapter 47 Night Raid (2) (For collection and further reading)

"You dare to provoke me?"

Sitting opposite was a tall woman in a red dress, with snowy skin and bright almond eyes.

At this moment, there was a suffocating coldness in his eyes.

Su Qiqi, the second wife of Bai Yanhou Li Zhaoyu, another beauty leader of Zhu Lang.

Slowly on the table in front of her with her slender jade hands, she used tea to draw a strange rune.

A stream of light shot out from the rune and disappeared directly on the chest of the middle-aged man opposite.

The brocade clothes on the man's body were not stained with any water, but his face was already pale as paper, and he bowed his head tremblingly in prayer.

"Master Su, the little one is also following orders, and I hope you will hold your hand high and save the little one's life!"

Su Qiqi shook her fair neck lightly, got up and walked towards the man.

The maid at the side had already taken out a clean handkerchief and put it on the middle-aged man's shoulder, and she patted the handkerchief lightly.

With just a light pat, the middle-aged man was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the floor, trembling, and kowtowed for mercy.

"The little ones know they are wrong, they really know they are wrong."

"I know I'm wrong? I, Su Qiqi, am not an unreasonable person. Whose orders do you serve? How dare you act wildly in Baiyan City?"

Su Qiqi's beautiful eyes narrowed, her red lips rose slightly, but the frost on her face made the man kneeling in front of her feel the threat of death.

Half a day ago, a group of people came from the north through the snow-capped valley.Using Zhu Lang's contact method, he invited Su Qiqi out of the Hou's residence.

Under the siege of a group of martial arts experts, Su Qiqi was seriously injured, and finally beheaded the group until only the middle-aged man in front of him remained.

In the dark room, the lights were dimly lit, and the flickering firelight cast an extremely long shadow on the slender waist.

The silver needle on the ten fingers of the middle-aged man was still oozing with blood, and most of the teeth in his mouth fell to the ground.

"I really."

"What exactly do you want to do? I will give you a happy answer. If you answer truthfully, I can save your life and give you a new identity. Whether it is going to Yan State or Chu State, even Jin State farther north is fine. Yes, don't doubt my ability."

Su Qiqi looked at the dark red blood stains on her fingers, her tone already had a trace of impatience.

She turned her head and whispered to the maid standing beside her, "Is there any news from Lord Hou?"

The maid bowed her head and replied, "Madam, Madam, she"

"Forget it, someone is gossiping in front of the elder sister again. It's okay, I'll go back later and deal with it."

Su Qiqi shook off the blood stains on her fingers, still staring at the man slumped on the floor with cold eyes, the strong wind from her fingertips slowly gathered.

"now that."

"I said, I said."

The middle-aged man felt the real arrival of death. Once the female devil in front of him stimulated his strength, his head would be separated in an instant.

Su Qiqi sat back on the opposite side of the table again, stretched her waist, pulled the wound on her body, and frowned with a "hiss".

"Say it soon?" The maid at the side noticed that Madam was unwell, and urged her forward.

"Our goal is actually to."

The middle-aged man confessed their goals and this mission, and told the woman in the red dress sitting opposite him everything he knew.

As a result, there were no bones left in exchange.

The stream of light that penetrated into his body shattered the middle-aged man's muscles along the veins.

Before he was about to die, he could deeply feel the piercing pain that thousands of insects devoured his heart. He begged the woman across from him to give him a good time, but the woman in the red dress just sat there quietly, admiring the pain brought to her by the bleeding from the seven orifices. satisfaction.

"Ma'am, what should we do now?" The maid at the side asked anxiously after hearing all the content, her heart felt extremely horrified, her back felt cold.

"If you can't even solve these little guys, it's not worth our Zhu Lang's secret protection."

Su Qiqi got up and left the dark room, looked up at the sky under the darkness of night, and said lightly, "Go back to the house."

"Yes."

Outside the dark room, more than a dozen dead men of Zhu Lang stood quietly in the shadows as if they had never existed.

Half an hour ago, Xie Wufeng, who had just finished his bath, was lying comfortably in the big tent, with a snow-white fox fur blanket under his body, and a touch of incense emanating from the gold-carved crane-shaped incense burner.

The golden-roofed tent is very luxurious, with gorgeous screens, fine tiger skin carpets, and precious calligraphy and paintings hanging around, all of which are elegant and extravagant.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the camp, Xie Wufeng ignored it, and just lay quietly on the soft bed to take a nap.

Outside the camp, more than a dozen masked killers had just rushed into the camp when they were discovered by night watchmen.

The dead soldiers under the command of Bai Yanhou and Anyanghou were the ones rushing to the front, surrounding the group of assassins.

Before they set off, they received the death orders from their respective masters, and they must protect the Third Highness at all times.

Needless to say, Li Zongdao, but Li Zhaoyu didn't want Xie Wufeng to have an accident in his Baiyan Prefecture. After all, this is his territory, and if there is any accident, he cannot escape the responsibility.

More than 30 martial arts masters surrounded more than a dozen masked killers, and the one rushing to the front was Li Zhaoyu's cousin, Long Chaofeng.

Inside the camp, Xie Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes slightly, closed his breath, and with a light wave of his right hand, the fragrance in the incense burner was instantly dispelled.

At this moment, a beautiful scene appeared in the golden tent. The woman wore a red dress, as bright as fire, and smiled charmingly at Xie Wufeng.

It is "Su Qiqi"

"Who are you?" Xie Wufeng shook his head slightly, his face flushed, showing that he was bewitched by the drug mixed with sandalwood.

"The concubine is."

The woman in the red skirt twisted her waist, moved lightly in lotus steps, and slowly walked towards the collapse, the frown and smile on her face were all enchanting.

If Xie Wufeng who was lying on the soft couch at this moment was still the original Xie Wufeng, his stomach would have been hot and it would be difficult to resist such a temptation.

But in the current situation, Xie Wufeng had to try his best to pretend to be seduced, with a hint of obscenity in his eyes, he slowly stretched out his right hand to the woman in the red dress not far away.

Seeing that the young man in front of her was easily seduced by herself, the woman in the red skirt was filled with disdain, but she still had to show a charming and seductive demeanor. She slowly approached the bed, and the fragrance on her body became stronger and stronger.

The sound of fighting outside the tent became more and more intense. Wang Ensheng led a team of palace guards to guard outside the golden-roofed tent, and sneaked a peek into the tent from time to time.

Inside the tent, the lights were getting dimmer. The beauty's skin was fair and fluffy, and the fiery red dress set off the delicate and beautiful outline of her face, and her eyebrows were full of seductiveness and tenderness.

The beauty is in front of her, her clothes are half untied, and she is full of spring, and her beauty is all in her eyes.

The woman in the red dress slowly bent her body and approached Xie Wufeng's face. The woman's fragrance was on her lips and her heartbeat became more and more rapid.

Both of their faces were blushing, and their bodies were getting hotter and hotter.

The woman slowly opened her frail arms, embracing Xie Wufeng's neck, her red lips parted slightly, and her sparrow provocatively touched the corners of her lips.

The infatuation in Xie Wufeng's eyes became stronger, his body slowly relaxed, and his arms suddenly wrapped around the waist of the woman in the red dress.

The woman's body trembled slightly, but her eyes were still full of emotion.

The red skirt was stretched high, and the bodies of the two were even closer. Xie Wufeng patted the woman's waist with his right hand, and a strong breath patted the woman's waist along the gap between his fingers.

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