Chapter 955

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and let out a chuckle helplessly, "I was scared to death, I thought something happened to the young master."

……

When Yin Jiuqing woke up, she found that she was lying in a tent, the cold wind was blowing, the blood on her body had dried up, and it was tightly stuck to her robe, causing pain when she moved lightly.

Her gaze fell on the drooping wrist, and a firmness gradually appeared in her eyes.

She propped herself up and stood up, and as soon as she moved, a crisp sound rang out, and she realized that there was a bell tied to her foot.

The cool wind blew, and someone opened a corner of the tent, and Su Chenyang, who was dressed in a black robe, walked in lazily.

He didn't speak, and came straight to her.

Seeing the undiminished hatred in her eyes, he frowned slightly.

His slightly cool fingers pinched her hand, which was slightly callused and worn away by the iron and blood that had gone through wind and frost.

"Hiss!" A burst of severe pain hit, he took her hand with a calm expression, and ordered someone to bring it for food, "It will take a few days to walk out of the territory of the Qingbei Dynasty, are you planning to spend it alone? "

Yin Jiuqing's seductive eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly pulled out the dagger from her shoe and cut it at Su Chenyang's neck.

Without any superfluous or ostentatious movements, what she showed was unrelenting ruthlessness.

Su Chenyang's patience was completely destroyed by her actions.

Originally, because of the acquaintance, and because of how similar he is to her, he has been extra merciful.

But he didn't want to, he was so reckless.

He held her hand, and slowly leaned towards her own neck with the dagger in her hand.

It's a silent battle.

Yin Jiuqing only felt a slight pain in his neck, and something overflowed, blooming bright red like a flower in the dark night.

He didn't use any force, just stroked lightly.

In the end, he took the dagger from her hand, casually nailed it to the wall, and walked out.

Yin Jiuqing heard him tell the guards: "Take care of him."

The night gradually deepened, and everything returned to calm.

Yin Jiuqing looked around in the tent, and saw the Wanggui sword still in the corner.

Thanks to Su Chenyang who took her hand, she took off the bell on her feet, picked up the Wanggui sword softly and walked out.

Before the guard outside could speak, she knocked him out.

Guards, unexpectedly lax.

Presumably, he didn't bring many guards with him.

She quietly untied the horse tied to the tree and turned on her back.

"Drive" she clamped the horse's belly, but the black horse had no intention of running, and neighed, piercing the quiet night sky.

Turning her head to glance at the tent that was lit up instantly, before she had time to think about it, she picked up the Wanggui sword and stabbed it almost without thinking.

You don't use a lot of force, so you won't hurt it, but it hurts.

Because of this, the neighing of the horse became louder, leading the guards and Su Chenyang over.

The horse stomped on the spot a few times, and suddenly galloped forward.

Glancing at the guards chasing after her, she patted heavily on the buttocks of her ponytail, and ran towards Qing Beichao.

Just as Su Chenyang said, she would leave Qingbei Dynasty's territory in a few days, and it would be even more difficult for her to kill him again.

And she really underestimated the enemy this time, she thought that Su Chenyang was just an emperor who had never experienced big winds and disasters and had smooth sailing.

(End of this chapter)

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