imperial psychologist

Chapter 280
A chill rose from the soles of Bai Ling's feet. She looked at Han Chong's lifeless eyes and instinctively wanted to run away.

Running to the backyard should be caught soon, but if he can rush out of this door and attract the attention of the guards stationed outside——

"Don't waste your efforts," Han Chong stared at Bai Ling indifferently, "The Jin Yiwei at the entrance of the alley is gone, and no one will come to support you."

There was a slight swallow in Burling's throat.

He can do it.

Then you can only run to the yard...

Overturn all the clothes rails as much as possible, preferably all the vases and cups in the house, as long as there are traces of chaos left, Bai Yi will know that things are not normal when he comes back——

The moment Bai Ling turned around abruptly, Han Chong's icy hands had already grabbed her shoulders. Before she could even fully react, she felt a sharp pain of tearing flesh from her shoulders, as if a blaze of fire burned from her shoulders instantly. After entering the arm, the position below the right shoulder immediately lost the strength to move.

Han Chong let go of his hand, and Bai Ling staggered back a few steps, and then fell to the ground—this kind of pain was unprecedented, and she couldn't even make any sound for a while.

"Do you still want to escape?"

Bai Ling burst into tears—as expected, he was still too naive, the luck he had at Donglin Temple last time could only happen once.

She held back her tears, supported the ground with her left hand, barely supported her upper body, and was still moving slowly backwards.

Han Chong stood where he was, watching Bai Ling's futile struggle with a blank expression.

He didn't mind letting Berlin continue to hold on to hope and continue this senseless resistance.

He has met many noble people who are more naive and arrogant than Berlin in the past. When they first met, those people also had such a heart of resistance, but it is a pity that the arrogance of these people is often even worse in him. Couldn't last an hour.

He looked down at Bo Ling—of course, in front of him was the guest Minggong wanted to invite, a child who "can be brought in by special means if necessary", and now it is part of the "special means".

"I...understand." Bai Ling's breathing fluctuated violently, and she also stared at Han Chong intently, "...you went to Donglin Temple that day, you didn't...to investigate..."

Han Chong didn't speak, but he could see that Bo Ling probably wanted to delay the time, and said something to attract his attention.

"Hmm." He took a small step in the direction of Berlin.

"The arsonist is your Duke Ming... You are going to the scene to check whether there are any remaining clues besides those ignition points..."

Han Chong approached slowly, as if deliberately playing a cat-and-mouse game with Bo Ling.

"It's just... I don't understand, you... If you want to overthrow Song... why do you have to make trouble with... a monk Hui Shi?"

Han Chong smiled, it was not the expression of ordinary people smiling, but like a puppet raising the corners of his mouth, revealing a certain stiff and unnatural temperament.He walked up to Bo Ling and said in a low voice, "... I am not interested in what you said, is there anything else? Talk about some topics that interest me, and I can consider giving you some more time—"

There was a slight sound in the wind. The sound was extremely light and fast. Han Chong's ear pinna moved slightly, and he suddenly dodged back, but a bloody slit had already been wiped on his cheek.

In the next moment, a flying knife was inserted obliquely into the ground beside Han Chong.

Han Chong pulled out the flying knife based on his feeling, but before the knife came out of the sheath, the black shadow from the sky kicked him on the handle of the knife, knocking him back several times. step.The opponent didn't even have a chance to catch his breath. When he retreated, he stabbed three cold blades towards his eyebrows, throat, and heart.

Han Chong's eyes lighted up slightly. Although he hadn't seen who it was, he already knew it.

He flipped over and leaped, and just about to avoid the three flying knives oncoming, the opponent's figure had already flashed in front of him - the Hidden Sword reflected in the sunlight flew out from the opponent's cuff, and went straight to Han Chong's neck.

It was the unique double-edged Hidden Sword of the Jinyi Dark Guard. It was usually stored inside the wrist, and when needed, it would stab out from the direction of the ring finger when hooking a finger.

This kind of routine is very familiar to Han Chong, because Wei Ying once taught him the same move - every shot is aimed at the opponent's vital point, and every attack paves the way for the next make-up attack.

——A strong killing intent rushed towards his face.

All this happened too quickly, until Han Chong took a dozen steps back, Bo Ling realized that it was Wei Shishi who stood between him and Han Chong.

It was the first time she had seen such a cruel Wei Shishi.

After Han Chong retreated, Wei Shishi did not go after him. He quickly retreated to Bai Ling without any reluctance to fight, but his hands were still facing Han Chong, maintaining an offensive posture to meet the enemy at any time.

"...You are back." Bo Ling's voice trembled slightly behind him.

"Yeah." Wei Shisi said softly, "I'm back."

Han Chong was about to say something when Wei Shishi had already taken out a signal barrel from behind his waist. He gently pulled out the wooden cover, and the fuze inside was instantly ignited. After a sound, a dark red smoke exploded in the air .

Han Chong snorted softly. He gave Wei Shishi and Bo Ling a meaningful look, then turned and disappeared into the undulating brick and tile eaves.

Only then did Wei Shishi relax slowly, and turned to check on Bai Ling's injury.

As the sun was getting stronger, Wei Shishi helped Bai Ling into the room. He held Bai Ling's shoulder with one hand, and grabbed her arm with the other. He frowned slightly and said, "Be patient."

After a crisp sound of bones, the similar pain came again, but Bai Ling raised his right arm slightly—it was able to move again.

"It should be just a dislocation, nothing serious." Wei Shishi looked at her, "It hurts, right?"

Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "...he belongs to that Duke Ming."

Wei Shishi's movements faltered slightly - but the next moment he felt that it was too reasonable for Han Chong to be from there.

"He said that Duke Ming wanted to see me." Bai Ling endured the remaining pain, "This Duke Ming sent someone like Han Chong to find me... It can be seen that An has no good intentions..."

Is it because he didn't follow his train of thought to reveal Lin Jieyu's identity on the spot in Chuxiu Palace...

What trick did he have to make a hole in this matter?
Footsteps could be heard in the alley, and the nearby Jinyiwei had quickly gathered here after seeing the dark red signal flare—including those who were supposed to be stationed at the alley entrance.Wei Shishi put on his hood, and led Bai Ling out together to ask for responsibility—he ignored Han Chong's visit, and asked why when he just arrived here, there was no one on both sides of the alley.

The small flag officer who coordinated the personnel arrangement here was ordered to conduct a self-inspection, and rearranged the personnel stationed near Bai's house.

When the door was closed again, Bai Ling couldn't help but frowned again. She hissed softly, rubbed her shoulders, and looked at Fourteen worriedly, "Is there really nothing serious? Does it feel like it's getting more painful?"

"Yeah." Wei Shishi nodded, and he patted Bai Ling's shoulder lightly, "Here, it may swell up in a while, but it will disappear in a day or two, don't worry."

Will it still take a day or two... Bai Ling raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Han Chong disappeared.

I made a note of this account.

"...But it's great to have you back." Bo Ling turned to Fourteen, "What have you been doing these days? Has the Emperor interrogated you?"

　Thank you Moqingmingxin, chenxueluo and Qianqian for the monthly tickets of jelly beans~Thanks to rquall for the daily reward~
　　In addition, there is probably only this update today, because there is an annual flea market in Lille today. I checked the habit of this market on the Internet and it seems that it started in the twelfth century, so I plan to go and have a look, just in case What interesting gadgets did you find =w=
　　Because I saw that this market is very big, I suspect that I may not have time to write updates when I come back at night, so you don’t have to wait, I will do my best :)
　　
　
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