The little wife of the peasant prince

Chapter 401: Who Are You?

"A Xu!" Wang You exclaimed, stepped forward and pulled A Xu into his arms.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take a look."

Hua Xianyu immediately dropped Hua Qianxun and came over to get Ah Xu's pulse.

Hua Qianxun was depressed, but seeing that Ah Xu seemed serious, she didn't dare to moan.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, brother Xu is fine, you take this medicine for him, and he will wake up in a while, but their injuries are not serious, and they need to be recuperated."

Wangyou looked around, there were corpses all over the place, not even a carriage.

Just as he was thinking, people from Di Sha, Xuan Sha and Huang Sha rushed over, bringing several carriages along with them.

Wangyou and Axu got into a carriage, Hua Qianxun Hua Xianyu, Uncle Ke Suo and the others got into a carriage, and the group left this bloody valley.

Wangyou and the others have already found it, it is undoubtedly foolish for Axu to attract the enemy.

Along the way, the group of people hurried on their way carefully and carefully concealed their tracks. The next few days were relatively peaceful.

Montgomery County.

Teng Le insisted on opening the door every day. There were fewer people and fewer orders for cakes, but this still kept her busy.

On this day, as usual, she and Ziqin Zitan opened the back door of the pastry shop. Teng Le asked Ziqin Zitan to open the door and went to the baking room by herself.

As soon as the door was opened, Teng Le saw blood on the floor.

Immediately startled, Teng Le clenched her fists tightly and raised her heart high.

Since Liu Yihuan left, she worked hard at the pastry shop during the day and practiced at night when she returned home. She was not too scared at this time.

Teng Le took a long stick from the nearby firewood and held it in his hand, and followed the bloodstains to find it.

I saw a man in a mess lying in the gap beside the oven.

The man looked tall, about [-] or so, his white robe was stained with blood and dust, and his messy hair hung down to block his face.

But the white wrists and neck told Teng Le that this man might be good-looking, and the white robe was also of excellent material, so he was not an ordinary son at first glance.

This is also where ordinary people will be hunted down like this.

Teng Le carefully held the firewood in his hand, and lightly poked the man on the ground.

"Hey, are you dead or not?"

Asked, Teng Le was embarrassed, there seemed to be something wrong with her way of asking?
Immediately, she poked the man's foot on the ground again: "Hey, are you still alive?"

Xuan Zhen hummed softly, and gently opened his black eyes.

The next moment, the long sword in his hand rested on Teng Le's neck, and the evil spirit in his eyes was terrifying.

Teng Le was so frightened that he felt bad all over.

What is this man doing?

"Hey, good man, strong man, put down the knife, let's have a good talk!"

Xuan Zhen heard her voice, instead of taking the knife back, he handed the knife forward.

Teng Le's fair and smooth little neck instantly felt a tingling sensation.

"hiss!"

Teng Le snorted softly, and immediately wanted to blow up his hair, but he was sure that he would not be as quick as others, so he had to swallow his anger and lie low.

"Who are you?" Xuan Zhen asked coldly.

Teng Le was not calm anymore: "Hey, you broke into my shop and beat and killed me, and you still ask who I am? I still want to know who you are?"

With a cold face, Xuan Zhen retracted the long sword, and said in a cold tone: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

After all, he supported the oven with one hand and stood up with difficulty. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, confirming that he was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)