Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 122 We are surrounded
Breakfast is over.

Gong Qingying took Shu proudly back to the portable space, and used Zijin Lingli to treat him with acupuncture and moxibustion.

It wasn't until Shu Aoran fell asleep that she tiredly left the portable space.

After half an hour.

The new housekeeper of the Gong family appeared at the gate of Fengye Xiaozhu with several maidservants.

And with a smile on his face, he gave Gong Qingying ten bolts of silk brocade, one thousand first-grade spirit stones and 10 taels of silver notes.

Before leaving, he also gave Gong Qingying ten servant girls in the honor of the mistress to serve her left and right!

On the surface it is said to serve, but in fact it is surveillance.

The ten servant girls were washed by Ying Lingzi, and they explained their purpose and the mastermind behind it in the blink of an eye.

Less than half a day.

The maids, servants, guards, grooms, etc. in Fengye Xiaozhu all became Gong Qingying's shadow puppets.

Seeing the docile faces of the shadow puppets, Gong Qingying thought of Gong Yiwai who was recuperating in Tiger Leaping Gorge.

Counting the days, they are almost cured, and it's time to come out and do business!

Gong Qingying threw out a shadow pigeon, and took the maid Xiang'er and the groom who had just transformed into a shadow puppet out.

Passing through a secluded alley, a chilling murderous aura hit his face.

In the blink of an eye, the small carriage was surrounded by dozens of men in black holding crossbows and swords.

The groom hurriedly pulled the reins, and the brown horse suddenly stopped amidst sharp neighing.

He timidly reminded: "Master, we are surrounded!"

Gong Qingying pressed her chin with one hand and sighed softly: "Oh! It's so slow! Miss Ben is getting impatient!"

The leading man in black was tall and tall, with a pair of sharp eyes like a goshawk, squinting at the seemingly thin but unfathomable girl in the carriage who was dressed in white gauze.

Asked suspiciously: "Did you know we would come?"

"From the gate of the palace to now, it's almost a stick of incense!" Gong Qingying urged in disgust: "Hurry up, I still have something urgent to do!"

The man in black's eyes were slightly stunned. Except that he was a fifth-tier warrior, the rest were all fourth-tier elite killers.

Unexpectedly, she, a small second-rank warrior, could detect their aura!
"Since you want to die so much, I will give you a ride!" The man in black half-closed his eagle eyes, waved lightly with one hand, and sent arrows full of poisonous arrows flying towards the carriage.

"Master, Master!" The groom was stunned, clutching the reins in horror, trembling all over his body.

Seeing that the arrow was about to pierce between his eyebrows, the groom hurriedly fell back into the carriage.

I thought the arrow would shoot through the carriage, but after a few breaths, I heard a miserable howl not far away.

The groom looked up and saw that the arrows suddenly turned into two identical arrows, stabbing towards the black-clothed killers all around. Many black-clothed killers were caught off guard and were shot into arrow targets in the blink of an eye, leaving their corpses lying on the Qingshi street.

"Two tricks!" The leader of the man in black chuckled and held the long sword on his chest: "But there are more than these people under my seat!"

The words just fell.

More crossbow killers appeared densely around, and arrows rained towards the carriage like a dark cloud.

The groom quickly got into the carriage, only to see Gong Qingying clenching her chin, looking ahead thoughtfully.

Xiang'er thumped her shoulders tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, Xiang'er is afraid."

The groom knelt down nervously and said: "Master, master, the little one is also afraid, so, so I hid in!"

"Hmm!" Gong Qingying snorted softly, her pink lips pursed into a faint smile.

There was an endless muffled sound outside the carriage, and arrows quenched with poison were thrust into the carriage.

The car body shook violently, and the brown horse that had been shot into an archery target knelt down and died!

The deafening sound of arrow rain lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Gong Qingying raised her eyes to look at the leading man in black, and said, "As expected of a good killer, it's ruthless, ruthless, and generous!"

(End of this chapter)