The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 463
An Zhicheng wasn't angry when he was attacked by Chu Bozhao, he laughed and said, "What are you afraid of, these people are looking at Shen Youliehan and Chu Bozhao, those two guys show affection every day, it makes my eyes hurt Let them have a headache for a while first, then I will rush out later and kill them all, so that I can show the importance of my master!"

"Fuck, you shameless bastard, this girl is going to die of exhaustion, and you're still thinking about how to get out!" Because Su Yuan was going to urge Xiaoer to serve tea and snacks, when the assassin launched an attack, he would fight with Feng Qi. Wu and the others were a little far away, and after the fight started, she was alone and helpless, dealing with several assassins by herself.

The tea house is an open-air tea house built by the lake. At this moment, the brave diners are still watching the fun, but most of them have already fled.

Su Yuan slaughtered around Chu Bozhao and An Zhicheng, and some assassins even splashed blood on An Zhicheng and Chu Bozhao's faces. The scene was chaotic. Although Su Yuan was not the target of the assassins, he was assassinated The mission was blocked by Su Yuan, and many assassins died in Su Yuan's hands, which also angered those assassins. At this moment, some people have almost been assigned to kill Su Yuan and soon.

"Be careful!" An Zhicheng yelled, and sent an assassin who was about to attack Su Yuan flying, and immediately licked his face to beg for a reward, "Look, you scolded me just now, and the lord didn't care about you, but saved him." I took your life, think about how to repay the Lord, right?"

"Repay?" With the slender soft sword in Su Yuan's hand, he picked, slashed, slashed, and stabbed every movement perfectly, as if performing a swordsmanship. However, the bloodstains on the blade and the unavoidable bloody smell in the nose made An Zhicheng very upset. It is clear that the woman in front of her has the same heart and strength as her simple appearance.

Before he had time to speak, he saw Su Yuan's thin sword come out of his hand and head straight for his face. Even though he knew that Su Yuan could not kill him, An Zhicheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The sword edge flew past his ear, Immediately there was a muffled grunt, followed by the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

An all-too-familiar voice, An Zhicheng turned around in astonishment, and saw a person behind him holding a dagger, maintaining the appearance of assassination, and that person, An Zhicheng thought, if he remembered correctly, was the table sitting next to them just now diners.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Su Yuan being besieged, Chu Bozhao was distracted for a while to help Su Yuan, but he didn't expect that An Zhicheng would encounter such a disaster in just such a short time. This man, Chu Bozhao's hands holding An Zhicheng were trembling.

An Zhicheng also knew that Chu Bozhao was frightened, so he patted Chu Bozhao's face reassuringly, "I'm fine, don't worry, Su Yuan saved me, I'm really fine."

Chu Bozhao nodded, mechanically said: "It's fine, it's fine..."

Assassins continued to flow like a tide, even the little Feng Guitong broke free from Feng Qiwu's hand and joined the battle sequence. Only An Zhicheng and Chu Bozhao held hands and looked at their tears, and there was Su Yuan who was watching the scene for them Tired enough to vomit blood, he didn't dare to stop killing, killing and killing, so he could only scold angrily, "You son of a bitch, fuck you!"

"Crash!" The silver long sword flew out of the crowd, and the blood drops even splashed into the teacups of the few diners. The long sword is like a god of killing descending into the world, like a ghost or a demon!

Feng Qiwu was dressed in a red dress like fire, and Shen Youliehan stood side by side with him. The Pluto Chess and Pluto Sword cooperated seamlessly. Waves of people in black came and retreated, retreated and came again, Uncle Chu Zhao Bai is dressed like a fairy, elegant and elegant, but after An Zhicheng was attacked, he turned into a killing god, vowing to kill all those who are not good for An Zhicheng, so that he will be safe and worry-free.

"Damn it, why are these assassins endless!" Feng Qiwu cursed in a low voice, originally he just wanted to watch Shen Youliehan and Chu Bozhao fight, and he casually beat the side drums to play with Pluto chess, but now The good mood was gone, and the appearance of the standard equipment of dagger and silver whip indicated that Feng Qiwu was about to start a killing spree.

As long as Shen Youliehan didn't see Feng Qiwu being injured, he could always be calm, harvesting the assassin's head like harvesting cabbage without feeling tired. Feng Qiwu said, "Don't worry, protect yourself."

"Don't worry, it's up to them, they can't hurt me!" Feng Qiwu turned his head arrogantly, the silver whip passed over Shen Youliehan, and the barb at the top of the whip was hung on the carotid artery of an assassin opposite Shen Youliehan On the ground, when the blood sprayed out, Feng Qiwu had already dragged Shen Youliehan to the side, and it happened that Yingyi who was standing behind them suffered disaster.

With a loud shout of "I'm sorry", he took the time to wipe his face, good guy, his whole face was covered in the assassin's blood.

That is, when he said "I rely on", the blood on his face blocked his vision, and he moved slowly. Someone kicked his back, and before he could stand still, his shoulder was stabbed through. Ying Yi gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "I shouldn't have come out with you!"

Fortunately, Ying Yi was not alone, Hanfeng was not far away from him, when he heard his curse, he subconsciously turned his head, chopped off the person who attacked Ying Yi, and took a step forward Ying Yi helped him up, "Are you alright, why are you so cowardly today, and these little fellows killed you?"

"How do you talk, who was wiped out?" Ying Yi gasped in pain, but refused to admit defeat.He raised his frightening face to the cold wind, "If you were like me, you might be hacked by someone. I was tricked by the Lord and Madam!"

Xu Shiying's aggrieved voice was so realistic that Han Feng couldn't bear to make fun of him, so he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and pulled a shadow guard over, "You, take him to clean up, Bandage the wound by the way."

"Yes, Guardian Wind!" the shadow guard agreed, and was about to go out with Ying Yi on his back, but was pushed away by the cold wind, "what are you going to do, the lord and madam are still here, just wipe it off for me! "

After finishing speaking, I don't know if the shadow guard understood him for a while, so he grabbed the shadow guard's arm and hit his face, wiped it up and down, shook it off, and it's all done!
Holding the sword, he turned around and left, causing the shadow guard to look at his bloody sleeve and groan in his heart, "This is a sleeve, not a rag, boss, dare you be more particular?"

Han Feng glanced at the shadow guard sympathetically, and said with a coffin face: "Okay, then forget about it for now, follow him, don't let him be chopped down again, and save yourself from having to wait until the time comes." Lady and Your Majesty!"

"This subordinate understands, let's go now!" The shadow guard was not far from Yingyi's position just now, and naturally heard all of Yingyi's complaints, turned around and left as Yingyi's tail.

After Shen Youliehan and Chu Bozhao started killing all directions, the number of assassins gradually decreased, and the good teahouse became a battlefield for fighting. After stopping, Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. Turning around, he asked Chu Bozhao and An Zhicheng, "How are you, are you not injured?"

"No!" An Zhicheng shook his head proudly, "It's just these little guys who can't hurt the Lord, I really don't understand, if it's really an assassination, it's much better to send a master than to send these cannon fodder who don't even have red spirits Bar?"

"Who says it's not?" Feng Qiwu complained, "It's probably trying to use the same trick as in Tianyou Continent, using the crowd tactics to paralyze our consciousness, and then get out one or two who are a little bit capable, thinking they can kill us." We are simply dreaming!"

After the two impulsive guys had vented, Chu Bozhao said, "These assassins don't wear night clothes, and they don't have any marks on their bodies. Can you guys find out where they came from?"

"What are you trying so hard for?" Feng Qiwu turned to look at Feng Lang who had no road surface, "How about it, did you catch someone alive?"

"I kept a few." Feng Lang nodded, "The others were caught during the scuffle, and there was another one who was watching in the private room on the second floor. His subordinates felt suspicious, so they also caught him."

"Okay, leave the interrogation to Han Yu, you clean up the battlefield." Feng Qiwu said, pointing to the blood and corpses in the Slow Teahouse, and said to Feng Lang: "Give the owner of the teahouse three thousand gold coins, Let him redecorate the teahouse."

Hearing this, Feng Lang was silent for a while before agreeing: "Yes, ma'am."

Feng Lang and the others have a lot of monthly silver and extra money, but they are not so happy about spending money.

Feng Qiwu naturally heard this completely different tone of voice, and felt that his subordinates were stingy and cute, and covered his lips with a smile: "After the money is returned, I can ask Furong to reimburse it. In addition, those people who were arrested, The one in the private room can be handed over to Han Yu, and the rest can be given to the boys in the dark hall to practice their hands. You can't rely on you old people for everything, newcomers should also go to the Xuantian Continent up!"

Feng Lang felt a little embarrassed when his little thoughts were exposed by Feng Qiwu, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, all negative emotions were swept away, and he thanked Feng Qiwu ecstatically "My subordinates thank Madam for your grace, and by the way, thank Madam for giving them this opportunity on behalf of those brats."

"Promise!" Feng Qiwu sneered, "Why don't you hurry up?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Feng Lang subconsciously raised his voice, startling the people around him, and then silently took out his subwoofer, "Your subordinate will go now."

This scuffle may be a bit bloody and cruel in the eyes of people in Liancheng who are used to a comfortable life, but for people like Feng Qiwu, it is a bit anticlimactic. When they first came, there were so many vicious assassins, and They had ambushed among the diners in advance, but when they arrived, no one who really threatened them came out. It felt like a childish farce.

(End of this chapter)