Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1137
Chapter 1137: Protecting to the death
Xiao Jiujun's speed was even faster, and he came to the front of the carriage first, and folded the fan horizontally, which happened to meet the long knife.

The strength of the long knife is much greater than that of a thin and sharp sword. In addition, the masked man had already practiced tyrannical martial arts, so the folding fan was cut in half.

The blade continued to approach, Xiao Jiujun could only grab it with his bare hands, and held the long knife.

The blade cut through the palm of his hand, and blood flowed all over the ground immediately.

But even so, he didn't give way, and still stood firmly in front of the carriage.

The masked swordsman sneered, "Overthinking one's abilities!"

With that said, the strength increased by two points.

Xiao Jiujun's arms were already numb from the shock and numb from the pain. For the first time in his life, he realized what a good habit Leng Feng used to be to not drink at all!

"Leng Feng, wake up!"

This man, who usually doesn't drink at all, is really in the dark after drinking.

Xiao Jiujun relied entirely on his will to hold on to the blade. At the same time, he raised his other hand and a finger flew out.

As soon as the finger fell to the ground, it turned into a puff of smoke.

The masked swordsman was worried that the smoke was poisonous, so he drew his knife and retreated immediately.

Xiao Jiujun did not retreat but moved forward, he brought forward, there are quite a few accessories on his body, most of them have other mysteries, portable things from Shenji Pavilion, only heard a jingling, hidden weapons like rain, quickly enveloped Masked swordsman.

When the smoke cleared, the masked swordsman had already been hit by countless hidden weapons, his eyes were wide open, and he fell lifelessly to the ground.

Xiao Jiujun took a deep breath and was about to turn back when he suddenly felt the wind behind him.

Turning around in a hurry, he saw the masked man who had been fighting with Yu Rao, but at some point, he came to his side, and a pair of gleaming judge's pens were facing his chest.

Xiao Jiujun lost a lot of blood, was seriously injured, and his reaction speed dropped a lot. Coupled with the surprise of the opponent, he didn't even have time to launch a concealed weapon. He watched the judge's pen approaching inch by inch.

Are you going to die here today?
Xiao Jiujun couldn't help looking at Leng Feng in the carriage, feeling powerless in his heart.

At this moment, a cold light flashed.

The pair of judge pens in front of him had already scratched his clothes, but they suddenly fell down. The masked assassin who used the judge pens widened his eyes and fell unwillingly.

A gold hairpin was inserted from the back of his heart, straight through his chest.

Xiao Jiujun recognized the golden hairpin, it was the one that Leng Feng had cherished before.

The next moment, I saw Leng Feng jump out of the carriage, his face was still flushed with drunkenness, but his eyes were extremely chilling, he couldn't tell he was drunk at all.

He glanced at Xiao Jiujun's bleeding hand, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but he said with disgust: "Your skill is really getting better and better, with so many hidden weapons, even three people can't deal with it!"

Xiao Jiujun tapped his injured hand a few times to stop the bleeding, and grinned in pain: "If it wasn't for protecting you, how could I be injured by them with my light work? Who am I doing this for?"

"Sorry!" Leng Feng was a little ashamed.

He leaned over, removed the nobile from the dead masked man, and wiped it clean with a handkerchief.

"I'm also wrong, I shouldn't let you drink so much wine." Xiao Jiujun looked at Leng Feng's expression and asked curiously, "Did you wake up so soon?"

"For me, murderous aura is the best hangover medicine." After Leng Feng finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly and rushed towards the nearby forest.

Not long after, a thin old man with a roe head and mouse eyes in his hand came back to Xiao Jiujun, and threw it to the ground with a snap.

At this time, Yurao and Liu Yuemei also came to Xiao Jiujun's side.

Xiao Jiujun was holding the gauze clumsily and bandaging himself with one hand.

Liu Yuemei stood aside with tears in her eyes, her face full of grievances, and Yurao stood beside her, with a look of standing on the sidelines.

Leaving the old man behind, Leng Feng walked to Xiao Jiujun, took the gauze from his hand, and naturally helped Xiao Jiujun apply the medicine.

Xiao Jiujun squinted his eyes, glanced at the old man, and smiled slightly: "Hey, isn't this the famous thief Yellow Squirrel Huang Senior, what are you doing with us? We don't seem to have any treasures that you can fancy !"

The old man twisted on the ground a few times, and when he found that he couldn't move, he immediately apologized with a smile: "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. The old man and the others met today purely by chance. I really didn't follow you on purpose."

"Please also invite a few high-ranking nobles, don't make things difficult for the old man!"

"Do we look like such a talkative person?" Xiao Jiujun didn't believe the word "encounter" at all, "I remember that the family of the leader of the martial arts lost a pair of dragon and phoenix swords half a year ago. Two gold, if I give you to that lord, how much reward do you think you can get?"

"The old man doesn't recognize any dragon and phoenix swords at all. Even if you hand over the old man, you won't be able to exchange anything!" The old man's expression changed slightly, and he said hastily.

Who is this, how can he know him so well?

Xiao Jiujun thought for a while and said: "My son heard that every time there is a famous robbery case in the rivers and lakes, senior, you have to go to the fox temple on Fenghuangling. Tell me, if I ask the leader of the martial arts to search that place Fox Temple, can you find the dragon and phoenix sword?"

The old man's face turned pale.

He widened his eyes and pointed at Xiao Jiujun, not daring to say anything: "You... how do you know? Who are you?"

Xiao Jiujun rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "If I were you, I would definitely not play tricks now. Why, you still don't want to tell us, why are you following me secretly? My son is not short of money now, as long as your answer makes Ben If the young master is satisfied, this young master will not have any ideas about your treasures!"

The old man looked at Xiao Jiujun tangled for a while, and said, "You keep your word?"

Xiao Jiujun said lightly: "Do you still have a choice?"

"The juniors nowadays really don't know how to respect the elders anymore." The old man muttered in a low voice, looked around, but finally his eyes fell on Liu Yuemei, "This girl is the head of Xuyun Mountain." Madam's personal maid, Miss Meier?"

Xiao Jiujun turned his head to look at Meier, and nodded: "Could it be that the treasure that the old man likes is on Meier?"

Could it be that those masked people also came after her?
Liu Yuemei was startled, and shook her head again and again: "Impossible, I don't have treasures on me at all, only some scattered silver and a few pieces of worthless jewelry."

The old man looked at Liu Yuemei carefully and said: "Miss Mei'er thought she took something from Xuyun Mountain, you should still remember it?"

Liu Yuemei didn't understand, so she said: "I only brought silver notes and a box of jewelry that can be exchanged for money. Later, the wallet was stolen by a thief, and I could only pawn the jewelry as travel expenses. I didn't bring any priceless treasures at all. .”

"Besides, even if there is such a treasure in Xuyun Mountain, it is impossible to entrust it to a maid who has no martial arts to take care of it."

(End of this chapter)