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Chapter 35
"Oh? Miss Wen made this choice, and An was really moved."

An Yuheng opened the folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, leaving only a pair of sincere and touching eyes like Lang Xing.

"Brother An, wait a moment, I will hand over County Magistrate Xu to you."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the study room, boldly exposing her empty and defenseless back, and pressed a crescent white mark on her fingertips with the fingers holding the sword at her side.

"Hey! How can I make Miss Wen work so hard? It's good that An Mou comes."

An Yuheng's voice sounded with a smile. If he didn't know it, he would have thought it was a humble young man who cared for others wholeheartedly.

He followed Wen Yu's footsteps to the study room, not too far away, with the folding fan in his hand in front of him.

Wen Yu didn't change his face, pretending to be false, "Don't bother Brother An, I'll be fine."

When he arrived at the study, County Magistrate Xu still stood there in a daze, with a ruddy complexion, confused, waving his hands in the air, not knowing that everything happened tonight because of him.

Wen Yu approached County Magistrate Xu, skimmed across the table without a trace of movement, put the stamped road guide into the storage bag, and then suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned around.

An Yuheng was just one step away, and his footsteps stopped.

"I want to ask, Brother An is not going to kill County Magistrate Xu, is he?"

"Xu county magistrate is well-governed, and the residents live and work in peace and contentment, but it's too late for Mrs. An to admire Qingtian, who is known by the people. How could Miss Wen come up with such an idea?"

An Yuheng opened his eyes slightly, covered his nose and mouth with a folding fan, and couldn't believe it.

Wen Yu intentionally blocked An Yuheng's approaching movement, and the sword in his hand was ready to strike, "Brother An, can you tell me why you want County Magistrate Xu?"

"I just want to borrow something from County Magistrate Xu."

An Yuheng sighed softly, as if regretting Wen Yu's persistent questioning.

"What?" Wen Yu's sword energy burst out, and the silent and patient silver-white light tried to shrink into an iron sword.

An Yuheng's smile gradually faded away, and his expression was gloomy, "I'll borrow his life."

"Miss Wen, you must force An to use some coercive means. In fact, An didn't want to hurt you."

Having said that, An Yuheng took the lead, and his moves were more sinister than before. He took a fancy to Wen Yu's idea of ​​protecting the county magistrate Xu, and had to defend when he confronted the move, which made Wen Yu feel helpless.

Wen Yu's forehead was already sweating, and while leaning back to avoid An Yuheng's sharp folding fan, he pushed County Magistrate Xu back, a few minutes away from the two of them, turned over and kicked at the wrist holding the folding fan, but An Yuheng dodged it. Pass.

After rising and falling, Wen Yu saw a pot of tea for guests on the desk, and Wen Yu turned to meet him.

A silver-white sword glow was straight at An Yuheng's throat, and the power contained in it made him have to dodge sideways.

It's now!

Water arrows!

The tea under Wen Yu's control quietly condensed into a water arrow, ready to go, waiting for An Yuheng to evade, and headed for the heart.

"Miss Wen is really cruel."

An Yuheng was unhurried, a delicate flower bloomed out of thin air on the only way that the water arrow must pass. It seemed to be crumbling, but it actually blocked the attack of the water arrow.

According to Wen Yu's current level, only low-level spells such as water arrows can be cast instantly. Although she has many powerful spells in her head, due to the limitations of her level and spiritual power reserves, she can't use them. It also needs to be prepared in advance.

But that little flower
He is wood spirit root?
Guesses arose in Wen Yu's mind. He was not sure whether An Yuheng had a single spiritual root or a double spiritual root, but seeing how he dealt with it easily, his strength was at least at the eighth level of Qi training.

It's a bit tricky.

Wen Yu frowned, not saying that he couldn't fight, as the chief disciple of Tianyan Sect, how could he still have some secret techniques?

But the difficulty is that after the fight, both sides will suffer, so she can only run away and find a place to recuperate, and she still won't be able to leave the city tomorrow.

Just like the "Cangshan Bearing Snow" style was used that time.

It's just that the secret method is more powerful and has greater stamina.

The two sides fought each other lightly and retreated from each other. Wen Yu took the initiative to lower the tip of his sword to the ground, and said, "I thought about it, and I think we have no grievances or enmities, and we can still have a good talk."

Her skills are still running, and her body is in a state where she can dodge at any time and can also launch an attack.

An Yuheng's brows and eyes moved slightly, and he smiled slightly, "That's right, An Mou has always said that he doesn't want to hurt Miss Wen."

I don't know what is going on in An Yuheng's mind, but his actions are generous, as if he stopped fighting, and at the same time, he inadvertently gave Wen Yu a glance, as if blaming her for not knowing style and losing his attitude kindness.

Wen Yu said bluntly, "If you want to kill County Magistrate Xu, you can."

"But not tonight."

An Yuheng agreed without hesitation, "I can let him go tonight first."

"Ms. Wen is going to leave the city tomorrow. Only then did An think that if the county magistrate Xu died, she would definitely attract a lot of attention if she was pregnant with Ms. Wen who led the way before the county magistrate died."

His eyes were full of concern, "An Mou will definitely not make things difficult for Miss Wen."

Wen Yu ignored his hypocritical words, and based on her brief understanding of An Yuheng, this must be her choice after analyzing the pros and cons, "Well, you leave, and I will leave the city as soon as tomorrow arrives. It's none of my business."

"You can plot whatever tricks you want, but," Wen Yu stared at An Yuheng closely, "don't hit me."

"Naturally."

The two sides reached a settlement for a short time, and the effect of the psychedelic array had not faded. Wen Yu looked at the county magistrate Xu who was still in his imagination, struck him unconscious again with a knife in his hand, and helped him sit on the chair.

Then he turned around and saw that An Yuheng was still standing where he was, with the silver-white moonlight flooding the courtyard, against which the color of his eyes was inexplicable, Wen Yu urged, "Why don't you leave?"

"The scenery is so beautiful tonight, An Mou wants to invite Miss Wen to take a walk together."

"No, no appointment."

Wen Yu resolutely refused, and urged again, "Let's go."

"Well, since Miss Wen doesn't want to see An so much, then An will leave first."

An Yuheng put away the folding fan, hung it on his waist, and signaled to Wen Yu that he would not do anything again, then turned around and left, tapped his toes lightly, and his body lightly landed on the wall, took a step forward, and gradually disappeared into the wall back.

Seeing the figure of the other party leave, Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, backed his right hand, and retracted the long sword into the storage bag.

"Ding!"

A water shield blocks a green leaf.

The green leaves were as thin as cicada's wings, mixed among the verdure of the trees in the yard, barely visible under the bright moonlight, with a sinister killing intent, they went straight to the county magistrate Xu who was slumped on the chair.

Just when Green Leaf was about to succeed, a water shield the size of a palm appeared, which just blocked Green Leaf's attack. Within a second, a snow-white sword light slashed from top to bottom, separating Green Leaf from it.

"Ugh."

A low sigh came from a distance, this time with a touch of sincerity.

Wen Yu guessed that An Yuheng, who was as cunning as An Yuheng, would not give up so easily, and would leave behind.

Wen Yu looked at the past coldly, and his spiritual consciousness gradually expanded the scope of investigation, but he did not find An Yuheng's figure, but Wen Yu was not sure whether An Yuheng had really gone far, so it was difficult to leave, so he found a chair and concentrated on Stay in the study.

In the dead of night, the watch drum sounded several times, and patrols passed by one after another, and finally, the bell rang at five o'clock and three o'clock.

The curfew is over and the city gates are open.

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　　(There is another update tonight, because it is hot again in PK1, the next update will be around eleven o'clock.)
　　(Tucao: Group assignments, case studies, assistants on duty, these are probably the ones that delayed today's update!)
　　


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