Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 167 Are you not afraid of death?
Xinmeng sighed sadly, locked the back door, and planned to go back to Fuyun Courtyard.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a frog croaking in the grass, followed by a grasshopper's cry.

One after another, it quickly became a piece.

A flash of inspiration flashed across her, and she suddenly realized that she had been careless and hadn't noticed an extremely important thing.

It was all quiet before, because someone came before them and lurked around secretly, disturbing the frogs and grasshoppers so that they stopped singing.

not good!Xiao Lang is in danger!

She turned around in a hurry, without even thinking about opening the door, she jumped onto the wall and looked around, and sure enough, she saw a few black shadows rushing in one direction.

Xinmeng chased after her in a hurry, forgot that she left the sword in the green bamboo garden in a hurry, now she only has a bag with dirty clothes in her hand.

She was no different from being unarmed now, but because she was worried about Xiao Lang's safety, she completely ignored it.

She didn't even care about whether she would be discovered by the people in front, she followed them with all her strength, and even tried to get close to them.But those few people are obviously not weak in martial arts, and their lightness skills are also very good.She chased for half an hour, but failed to shorten the distance, and could barely avoid being thrown off.

Realizing that the mastermind behind the scenes is bound to win Xiao Lang, Xinmeng became more and more frightened, not daring to delay a bit.

Finally, the people in front slowed down and jumped onto a roof one after another. Standing on it and looking down, Xinmeng was able to catch up a lot.But she didn't dare to get too close lest they would notice.

The sound of weapons colliding came from the alley ahead, Xinmeng froze, before he had time to think whether Xiao Lang and Yan Qing were fighting, his body reacted faster, and rushed towards the sound.

Among the people watching the battle standing on the roof, the leader deliberately changed into a black tight-fitting robe in order to hide his appearance.

Xin Meng didn't hide her figure rushing into the alley recklessly, and he caught him.He couldn't help shrinking his pupils, staring at her petite body.

Is it her?In order to save the Eighth Prince, are you not even afraid of death?

The way she rushed forward without fear deeply hurt his eyes.The hands hanging by the sides clenched fiercely, and because they were clenched so tightly, the veins on the fists protruded.

He watched helplessly as she rushed into the encirclement surrounded by swords, lights and swords, Xiao Lang took her in his arms and stuffed the sword into her hand.

And she took the sword calmly and fought with Xiao Lang, it seemed natural, as if she was originally in the same camp as Xiao Lang.

Yan Qing noticed that the master had given the sword to Xin Meng, so she quickly swung a few sword flowers, forcing the killer back a few steps, and then handed the sword to Xiao Lang: "Master, you use my sword."

"Don't give it to me, I have it." Following the words, Xiao Lang moved his wrist slightly, and the two gold needles shot silently and swiftly at a killer who was rushing forward with his sword raised.

The speed was so fast that the killer felt a pain in his eyes before he even realized what happened, and there was already darkness in front of him.

Before the screams were over, the sword in his hand was snatched away, and then he was hit on the chest, and was sent flying backwards, knocking down another killer.

For the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang, seizing the sword is just a matter of hand.

Holding the snatched sword in his hand, Xiao Lang raised the corners of his lips and laughed silently.

There was no warmth in that smile, and there was even a bit of cruelty in it.

(End of this chapter)