Reborn City Supreme

Chapter 1139 Killer Father and Daughter

Time passed quickly. As Qin Yang's guard, Wen Shuya was almost inseparable except for going to the bathroom.

"Gululu..."

A deafening sound came into the ears of the two of them, and Qin Yan immediately burst out laughing.

"Are you hungry?"

As soon as the words fell, another strange voice came.

"Gululu..."

Wen Shuya heard it clearly, the voice came from Qin Yang's stomach, and the voice was like thunder, several times louder than hers.

There are many small taverns on the street, Qin Yang still prefers Yueyang Tower, where the dishes are delicious and fragrant, and the wine is fragrant, it can be said to be the best in the world.

"My lord, there are many eyes and ears here, and the population is complicated. They are all disciples of three religions and nine streams. Let's find another one." Wen Shuya didn't care about her hunger at the first time, but because there was a killer hidden in Yueyang Tower.

"It's so cold today."

The man standing next to Wen Shuya felt a bit of cold air entering his body at this moment. The cold air was heavy and condensed, and it also carried a faint feminine fragrance. It would not be pleasant to smell it in his body.

However, the man could not take it anymore after just a few sips, with gentle eyes, he raised the wine glass in his hand, wanting to hold Wen Shuya's hand.

"Girl's name, can you tell me?"

The drunken man was confused and wanted to be frivolous. Fortunately, Qin Yang moved quickly. He put his foot on the man's body, kicked him out immediately, and rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping.

Although Qin Yang's strength is not as good as Wen Shuya and Lin Xiao's, but he is a real warrior. Only a warrior with a ninth level can build a foundation, but Qin Yang's strength is only at the seventh level, and there is still a long way to go from the eighth level. , not to mention the Nine Layers, and the Foundation Establishment Realm above the Nine Layers.

"Hey……."

Qin Yang, who had a cold light in his eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, and seemed to be worried about his own safety.

In the corner of Yueyang Tower, there was a father and daughter, looking at Qin Yang and Wen Shuya beside him. The man pointed a thin needle, turning back and forth between his fingers.

"Daddy, Daddy, can I have a drink?" The little girl seemed to like his father very much and was always inseparable.

"Hehe, Ah Li, you're still young, don't drink indiscriminately." The man pampered the girl's mushroom head, his heart cleared.

Today, he received the secret guard saying that he wanted to assassinate Qin Yang, so he immediately came to Yueyang Tower and listened to the words of the storyteller and the people around him.

Since he didn't know everything about Qin Yang, he had no choice but to inquire.

"Do you know that something big happened in Zhenxi Wangfu yesterday." A storyteller, sitting in front of a table, surrounded by a lot of people, kowtow melon seeds, drink tea, or hold up a glass of wine, listening to Mr. Said.

No matter what region or place, there will be all kinds of storytellers. They rely on saying a few words every day to satisfy their own thoughts and want to share them with people around them.

Lin Xiao was among them. He came here early in the morning and listened to the storyteller's nagging all morning. The table was covered with melon seeds and there were countless cups of tea.

Fortunately, the tea in Yueyang Tower is free to drink, otherwise, who would want to listen to books here.

"Last night, the prince of Zhenxi Palace was assassinated." Mr. Storyteller, just said a word, took a few sips of tea, and then said: "The assassin came and went without a trace. Well, there is a net around Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, not to mention a single person, even a fly, it is difficult to get in."

"However, those three assassins walked in so ostentatiously, but their martial arts are so strong that even the masters of the palace have suffered countless deaths and injuries."

Listening to the storyteller's nonsense, Lin Xiao couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He knew that this person's words became more and more outrageous, which was a bit too exaggerated.

However, the surrounding people listened to the truth, and none of them seemed to want to hear it. Even Qin Yang's table was occupied at this time.

"Brother, how did you go?" A big man with a birthmark on his face suddenly came to Qin Yang and asked softly.

Wen Shuya, when she saw the big man, she was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly became vigilant, even if the other party was just a commoner, she couldn't let him get close to the prince.

"Has the prince ever thought about his own safety?" Wen Shuya asked suddenly.

Qin Yang's question was stunned by this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer it.

As long as you are a human being, you will always think about your own safety. When you are with dangerous people, you will feel that your own safety cannot be guaranteed and you will be nervous.

But beside him, Qin Yang had countless guards and experts like a cloud, so it was not his turn to consider his own safety.

"Do you still need to consider safety when you're here?" Qin Yang smiled and said indifferently.

Wen Shuya was so annoyed by these words, she thought her master would say something righteous, but she didn't expect to disappoint her so much.

"My lord, have you ever thought about why the brothers followed you into Shengyang City? It's not for the first prince to sit on the throne. Because of you, he has today's peace, and because of you, he is able to fight the second prince. "Wen Shuya pointed out the current situation in Shengyang City, which made Qin Yang's eyes shine.

He never thought that his subordinates could analyze so well and be able to see many things clearly.

"If I say that I have already planned to send troops to Shengyang City, what do you think?" Qin Yang's words made Wen Shuya stunned, not knowing how to answer.

While the two were talking secretly, a cold eye looked over from a distance, and it was the father of the father and daughter, and the needle in his hand had long since disappeared.

At the moment of disappearing, Lin Xiao also disappeared.

"Clang, clang, clang."

In a blink of an eye, Lin Xiao stood in front of Qin Yang, holding something tightly between his two fingers. Upon closer inspection, it was a few thin needles that disappeared into the void.

At this time, it is still covered with deep spiritual power.

"A person who cultivates immortality."

When he looked up, the person had already run away and disappeared.

"Hey, it's you, Brother Lin." Qin Yang looked at Lin Xiao who maintained a handsome posture, wondering what he was doing.

Only Wen Shuya at the side, she looked carefully, the pupils shrank suddenly with a few thin needles in Lin Xiao's hand.

If the person in front of him hadn't appeared at that time, what would have happened? Would the prince's life have died because of this?

Suddenly, Wen Shuya knelt down on the ground.

With a "Peng" sound, "My lord redeems my sins, I have a humble job, and my eyes are clumsy. I didn't notice these small soft needles. If it wasn't for his appearance, I am afraid that my lord would have..."

Seeing Wen Shuya's regretful and helpless expression, Qin Yang smiled knowingly, not caring too much at all.

(End of this chapter)