I am Feng Jun

Chapter 716 716. What dog wants to kill him?
On the outskirts of Beijing, Dengyun, who was far away from the crowd, passed by the shadows of trees in the forest leisurely. Qiong'er in the car took a sip of tea to moisten his dry throat due to eating too many melon seeds, and asked Beixia beside him proudly.

"How about it, it was okay just now."

Bei Xia sat aside and nodded upon hearing this.

"Well, it's quite similar, no one should be able to see it."

Outside the curtain, Duanmu Ming's calm and confident voice also came.

"No one will notice that the face is changed by my hand. Qiong'er can still control her temperament. There are not many people in the imperial capital who are familiar with the young master. These are enough."

Hearing this, Qiong'er was completely relieved, and leaned loosely on the carriage, sighing loudly.

"I like this task a little bit. It's much more interesting to play the role of the second son of Shen than as an oiran!"

Playing the role of an oiran depends on people's complexions, wronging oneself to please others, this second son Shen is good, his arrogant and wanton temperament has been spread, it is really in line with his nature, okay?

Now it's someone else who has to look at his face, isn't it!Cool!
"You're just showing your face. Things have been tossing a lot, so watch out for flaws."

In order to prevent any problems with Qiong'er's appearance, Duanmuming, who came back with Qiong'er and Beixia, gave some advice.

"Don't worry, Your Highness and the others just want Master Jiang and Young Master Shen to appear at the same time. If I keep a low profile, it will be easy to arouse suspicion!"

Qiong'er is not aimless, Shen Ci's bringing him back is just to stir up the situation, at least it will allow him to deal with the invitations of the sons of the various families that he doesn't want to deal with but will have to deal with sooner or later, and can pass on the reputation of wantonness by the way farther away.

And the flower banquet in Tingzhou is almost over, Jiang Shaozhu rejected Wumeng Chu Tan and Tangmen Tangli one after another, but finally stayed with Jiang Liuer who had disappeared for six years, and it was almost being made into an opera of.

As long as the two of them are in the limelight at the same time and in different places, Zihuai may have to doubt whether the idea she believes in is true or not.

Duanmu Ming thought about Qiong'er's words, but still felt something was wrong. After all, Qiong'er didn't really resign, after all, there were some things that were different, and there were too many exposed, and those who cared would not notice it.

But he wanted to persuade Qiong'er to keep a low profile, but someone came to disrupt the situation.

In the Tonglin, the sound of piercing the sky suddenly sounded, and a pitch-black feathered arrow without any markings carried a strong killing intent, passing through the layers of leaves, and heading straight towards the center of Dengyun.

In front of the carriage curtain, Duanmuming's pupils shrank, and the silver needle in his hand came out, the needle pointed at the upward arrow, missed the direction of the feather arrow, and plunged obliquely into the black soil in front of the carriage, sank three inches deep, showing the opponent's strength.

Suddenly, a raging murderous intent emerged in the quiet and quiet Tonglin. The grass and trees moved without wind, and the air seemed to freeze.

Inside the carriage, the shock just now caused Bei Xia to shake a little even though he was in Dengyun. He grabbed the car window to stabilize himself, his hands and feet were a little cold, but he still managed to calm down and his face was pale.

"Several people?"

Qiong'er didn't panic at all, she took out the dagger hidden in the dark compartment of the car, and threw a handful to Bei Xia, while she used the sharp dagger to slightly open some shaking car curtains, and her narrow and long eyes were caught in the gap. Check the condition outside the car.

"One person, but very strong."

Duan Muming controlled the horse to steer and dodged the second arrow with a deep voice.

"Can't the two of us solve it?"

What kind of a dog wants to kill him?
Although the opponent's target should be Shen Ci, but now he is Shen Ci, okay?
Although Qiong'er's experience was twists and turns, his body was full of Gu and poison, but he was also blessed by misfortune. Now his strength is comparable to that of Hong Jin, and slightly higher than that of Duan Muming. Now, it seems that he is not just hiding.

Duanmuming recognized his position by listening to the sound, and dodged in the rain of arrows, but he was still able to answer Qionger's question.

"Can you make a move?"

Shen Ci has no internal strength, if Qiong'er directly strikes now and shows her strength, wouldn't it be suspicious?
Another piercing arrow hit them at a strange angle. The neighing of the horse startled countless birds, and the arrow made a dull thud when it hit the carriage. It penetrated the carriage without going too deep, and was avoided by the two people in the carriage.

"It's ok, young master, he has no internal strength, and he often did it before! Many people in the imperial capital have seen it." It was very cruel.

Bei Xia was frightened by the arrow just now, her voice trembled a little at this moment, and there was a little anger in Qiong'er's eyes.

"Bei Xia is right. Didn't Bi Jiuhuang lose to him? Also, if you kill someone, who knows if I will make a move?"

Between the branches of the tree, Xiao Lin, who was covered in black, drew the bowstring again, holding three feathered arrows in his hands, narrowing his exposed eyes slightly, aiming at Duanmu Ming, but Deng Yun, who was constantly moving, suddenly shot the arrow at her. The moment stopped.

Seeing that the three feathered arrows that were supposed to kill people were shot into the air, Xiao Lin felt a little regretful. Just as he was about to put the arrow into the string again, the people in the car moved.

A poisoned silver needle flew towards Xiao Lin who was hiding in the dense leaves. Xiao Lin sensed a faint killing intent, but raised the corner of Yang's mouth in contempt, flew away from the original hiding place, and spun in the air. He drew the bow, aimed at the tip of Duanmu Ming's nose, and shot.

The next second, she landed on the tree trunk protruding obliquely in front of her, and when she took out the feather arrow from the quiver again, she suddenly felt a chill behind her, and a sharp cold dagger was placed on her neck.

A cool voice rang in her ears.

"This sister, assassination, is it fun?"

Qiong'er jumped out of the car at the moment she flew, and stepped on the top of the tree without hiding her figure. She walked forward quietly, and guarded her landing point one step ahead of Duanmuming's lure the enemy to move.

Xiao Lin's eyes shrank slightly, but he didn't accept his fate. He threw his bow upwards, intending to attract the opponent's attention. He clasped Qiong'er's wrist with his backhand, and pushed the dagger that was about to cut off her artery outward. Slightly bend, elbow backward.

Qiong'er secretly thought that the other party was treacherous, and threw the dagger that was pushed away from her right hand to her left hand, and while dodging her attack, she slashed and stabbed, the black clothes on her left shoulder were cut, and blood oozed out.

An even stronger murderous intent surged from her body, she caught her own bow, and when she was about to take the bow, what appeared in her right hand was a small sleeve arrow.

Xiao Lin's actions at the beginning were extremely secretive, and Qiong'er didn't see them, but her offensive that suddenly paused made her fully exposed.

Qiong'er held her breath and swung the knife to open the sleeve arrow, and when she attacked again, the opponent sprayed black blood, staggered, fell from the tree suddenly, and smashed into the soil.

Under the shadow of the forest, a faint silver light flashed across the right shoulder of the woman who fell on the ground.

A few seconds later, Qiong'er also fell from the tree, looking at Duanmu Ming walking towards this side, she was a little surprised.

"What kind of poison are you quenching? This person must be at least eightfold. He was shot by you and died within three seconds?"

Now he can be regarded as seeing how a gentleman with a thousand faces can heal and kill with a silver needle.

(End of this chapter)