the first lady

Chapter 122

"My lord, it's okay." Aoba also continued.

"I'm fine, you guys continue." Qiao Ling'er, who had been silent for a moment, muffled, "I'll just get used to it." Although it was disgusting, she believed that her ability to bear it should be acceptable.

"Ling'er, leave this place to Lan Feng and the others, and I'll take you out for a walk." Zong Zhengyi refused her request, and stopped her from going outside without saying a word.

He interrupted him in the middle because she saw another disgusting thing. If this kind of disgusting thing happens again, maybe he will remember the disgusting scene from the last time.

If Qiao Ling'er knew that Zong Zhengyi was thinking about this question, she might dig a hole and get in, it's too embarrassing.

Inside the Yizhuang, Lanfeng and the three of them had already begun to investigate, and followed Zongzhengyi and the others out in disgust. There was no way, in this unstable place, it was better for him to protect Qiao Linger. , especially the man in purple gave special instructions, so naturally he couldn't slack off.

"Yi, I'm really fine." Qiao Ling'er said awkwardly. She never thought that she was the kind of weak woman who wanted to get into a man's arms when she saw some scary scenes, but now Zong Zhengyi gave it to her. She feels this way.

"En." Zong Zhengyi nodded calmly.

Qiao Linger was a little speechless, "Then why come out, isn't it for investigation?"

"I don't know how to study those corpses, so I want to investigate there too?" Zong Zhengyi asked lightly.

Seeing his extremely shallow smile, Qiao Ling'er fell silent, she was wrong, she shouldn't have asked him this question at all.

But without facing those things that make people feel sick, her eyes have opened up a lot.It's just that in this place full of ghost paper, it will make people feel uncomfortable.

"Ling'er, let's go to other places." Zong Zhengyi said with a smile.

"Eh? Lanfeng and Qingye Yueying are still inside!" Qiao Ling'er wondered if Zong Zhengyi had clairvoyant eyes, as if he could see through her mind completely.

"You can't help them here." Zhui Ming said coolly, with a look of contempt on his face.

Before Qiao Ling'er could speak, Yueying's voice came from inside: "Master, you and your wife should go to other places first!"

"Well, after you have checked, go to the post station to find us." Zong Zhengyi said inside, "Also, be careful."

"My lord, you and your wife should also be careful." Qing Ye came out and said, and then glanced at Zhui Ming next to him, the meaning was obvious.

Zhui Ming waved his hands impatiently, "Who am I, sir, it's more than enough to protect the two of them, don't look at me with that suspicion!"

It's not that he is chasing his life to boast, but that he believes that he has that strength.

Qiao Linger and the others are naturally aware of Zhui Ming's personality. Although he always looks like he is not pumping, he has the appearance of a killer when he is serious. Even if he doesn't say anything, he will take the initiative to do everything.

Zong Zhengyi shook Qiao Linger's hand and said with a smile, "Linger, let's go!"

"……Um."

In fact, chasing life is still a bit unpleasant. After all, Qiao Linger and Zong Zhengyi are a couple, and he is completely redundant here. If the couple wants to do some private things, he will definitely be here. is hindered.

In Qiao Ling'er's words, Zhui Ming is just a light bulb with a super large watt, it's very simple.

Walking on this street with the sea breeze blowing, everyone around has left. Walking like this really makes people feel no romance, but makes people feel like walking somewhere in the underworld.

"Don't you like this place?" Zong Zhengyi asked sensitively.

"I don't like it very much." Qiao Ling'er replied truthfully, "So many people died, and a small town turned into a desolate cemetery like this, it's strange to like it."

Zongzheng Yi listened and did not refute it, it was all facts after all.

"Then let my uncle find out the murderer behind the scenes, and use his blood to pay homage to the dead!" Zhui Ming said bloody.

From the life-chasing expression, one can see the bloodthirsty appearance, and the incomparable bloody smell emanating from the bones is daunting.

"In that case, Zhui Ming, I leave this important task to you!" Qiao Ling'er laughed after being stunned for a moment.

"Hmm..." Zhui Minggang patted his chest to reassure, and suddenly recalled what Qiao Linger said, and immediately became violent, "Qiao Linger, what are you talking about..."

"Be careful!" Zong Zhengyi suddenly growled before Zhui Ming finished speaking.

At the same moment, Qiao Ling'er stretched out her hand to push Zhui Ming away, while she was led back a step by Zong Zhengyi.A sword with a sharp arrow flew past in front of the chasing man, and was caught by him at a speed that could not cover his ears.If Qiao Ling'er hadn't pushed him away in time, the arrow would definitely hit his head.

Zhui Ming suddenly noticed the figure who was nodding the arrow on the roof again, cursed "Damn" in a low voice, and the whole figure flew out like a ghost immediately.

Seeing Zhui Ming chasing him, the man covered in pitch-black hurriedly shot an arrow, intending to shoot him down, but unfortunately, Zhui Ming is definitely not someone who can be injured so easily.

In the blink of an eye, Zhui Ming had already caught up with the man in black and wrestled together.Qiao Ling'er didn't know much about martial arts, but she could clearly see that he was no match for Zhui Ming's momentum, and after receiving Zhui Ming's slap, he retreated hastily.

"Zuiming..." Qiao Linger's mind flashed, and she immediately sensed something was wrong, but Zhuiming had already chased the man in black and disappeared on the roof.

Immediately, he grabbed Zongzheng Yi who was at the side with a stern look on his face.

"Ling'er?" Zong Zhengyi looked at Qiao Ling'er in a little surprise.

"It may be a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Let's go back to Yizhuang quickly." Qiao Ling'er dragged Zong Zhengyi away while explaining to him, and at the same time picked up a wooden stick in his hand.

After only two steps, four men in red clothes with knives appeared in front of them. Their whole bodies including their eyes were covered up like ninjas in movies.

Qiao Ling'er stopped in her tracks, with a stern look on her face, and pulled Zong Zhengyi behind her.He said to him: "Be smart for a while, don't try to be brave, you know?"

A simple sentence can be regarded as an order, but it already covers too much.

Zong Zhengyi nodded heavily, his expression at that time could no longer tell what it was like.

The wind blew up, blowing up countless ghost papers on the ground, dancing in the air, carrying a little dust, Qiao Linger's black hair was blown up, almost blocking her eyes.

Letting go of Zong Zhengyi's hand, she pulled out a hairpin from her head, twisted the hair fluttering in the back around her hair twice, coiled it up and fixed it on the back of her head, and pulled out another hairpin at the same time. Hold the hairpin in the palm of your hand.The skirt at the hem was also pulled aside, and a simple knot was tied to fix it.

Almost after she got dressed, the four knife-wielding men dragged their knives and drew flames on the ground.

"Stand back!" Qiao Ling'er suddenly pushed Zong Zhengyi hard, and quickly ran towards the four people.

The silver knife passed Qiao Ling'er in front of her. At zero distance, she just bent over and straightened. The knife swept across her face, cutting off a few strands of hair.

Seeing the hair flying in the air, Zong Zhengyi felt worried, and then saw Qiao Linger's wooden stick swinging in an arc in her hand, and after getting up, she kicked a knife horizontally, and the wooden stick Hitting the wrist of the man who was stabbing at her sideways.

Before the knife fell to the ground, Qiao Ling'er had already caught it with one foot, and as soon as she lifted her leg, the knife fell into her hand.

With a sound of "Zheng", Qiao Ling'er raised her saber to intercept it, and slashed with one of the sabers. Because of the disparity in strength, it was a bit difficult for her to bear the blow.

"Ling'er, back." Zong Zhengyi saw someone moving behind, and immediately reminded him.

Qiao Ling'er's face turned cold, and she listened to the wind to identify her position. When the knife fell, she quickly dodged, and at the same time kicked back with her left foot, and firmly hit the top of the third person's head. The strength of this kick was not light. The foot made the man fall to the ground.

At the same moment, she squatted down quickly, letting a horizontal knife fall into the air, and even hit the abdomen of the sneak attacker with her right hand in the opposite direction, but she was not bare-handed.After leaving for a moment, her hands were already stained with blood, and the reason was because of her attack weapon - the hairpin.

The two fell to the ground, and the other two stiffened for a moment. After looking at each other, they all turned to Zong Zhengyi who was at the side.

However, Qiao Ling'er naturally saw their intentions, a front flip, and instantly landed in front of them, with a knife in her left hand, blocking their way: "If you want to touch him, ask me first!" Zong Zhengyi, How could her man be bullied by other people?
The two men in red, accompanied by the kicked and dizzy man, also lined up in a row, and quickly got ready to go into battle.

Qiao Ling'er's face turned cold, she gave Zong Zhengyi a look, and then quickly went up to him, while Zong Zhengyi took a few steps back.

The sound of metal intersecting was particularly harsh in this quiet street. Qiao Ling'er thought that her learning ability was not bad, and what she learned from Zongzheng Yan was not just for display.So what if you have internal strength, apart from being stronger than ordinary people, you don't have much fear.

What's more, Zong Zhengyan is a master of masters, and she has learned how to avoid being hurt by the scattered internal force when confronting him.

So now she doesn't have much pressure to deal with these people. On the contrary, under her oppression, those three people are working harder.

The samurai sword, which is almost half her height, is like a magician's crutch under the flexible wrist, changing its position at will. She has no intention of killing people, but it is necessary to injure others.

(End of this chapter)