The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 233

"Huh, huh, huh—" the wind raged, with a strong murderous and bloody smell.

Everyone came back to their senses from Beiming Shaoxiao's shocking poem, and looked around vigilantly.

"Bang!" A dense crowd of masked men came up, holding swords and glowing coldly.

Beiming Shao smiled and twitched his mouth: "Where do you play assassination?"

"Don't move." Murong Jinxian hugged her into his arms with one hand, and tugged at her cloak.

She was wearing a dragon robe inside, if those people saw her, some people in the Jianghu would directly attack her and threaten the court.

So to avoid unnecessary trouble, Murong Jinxian hugged her very well.

The person who recited the poem and composed the poem said: "You, who are you?"

A man stepped out from among the masked men. He was bare-armed, and his bronze-colored skin reflected the extremely fast and firm chicken. !"

"Ten Gold School?" Everyone finally had other expressions.

"What Ten Gold School?" Bei Ming asked with a little puzzled smile.

The Jianghu man sitting in front of her glanced at Bei Ming and smiled slightly, and said, "Are you ignorant? The Ten Gold Sect is an evil sect who robs everywhere."

"Cut! A bandit is a bandit! You say ten gold, no matter how nice it sounds, you are still a bandit." Bei Ming said with a breathless smile.

Now the members of the Ten Gold Sect were not happy. The man at the head pointed his knife in the direction of Beiming Shaoxiao, and shouted, "Has the little girl lived too long? Even the Ten Gold Sect dares to slander me."

Bei Ming was stunned for a while with a smile, and with a serious expression, he answered the irrelevant question seriously: "Ten Gold School! Is it amazing?"

The leader of the Shijin faction blushed, spat, and said, "I see that you are really impatient, brothers..."

"Wait a minute!" Beiming Shaoxiao stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture, regardless of whether they could understand it or not, they really didn't move anyway.

"Yellow-haired girl, do you have any last words? Now kneel down and beg me, maybe I can keep your whole body."

"Uh... I just want to say that your spitting is yellow, and you've been seriously ill recently, pay attention to drink some herbal tea." Bei Mingshao smiled and said stupidly.

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..." Everyone was almost choked by laughter.

"Bah!" The leader swears, his face reddened and green with anger, pointing at her, and said: "I will kill everyone who doesn't know how to live or die!"

The old man who held the poetry meeting stood up and said, "Everyone who has martial arts, protect the girls."

"Yes." All the knights responded.

Beiming Shaoxiao was obviously worried about Nangong Yunxi, so he reached out to hold her hand, tilted his head and said, "Follow me."

Nangong Yunxi smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay."

Murong Jinxian glanced at her, and said in a low voice: "Then don't act rashly, this king will protect you."

"Okay, okay." Worried about me like an old lady?
Bei Mingshao smiled and was suffocated to say the next sentence. If he said it, the domineering prince would show his face again.

In an instant, the two sides started fighting before they could speak much.

Counting these people from the rivers and lakes, they have more or less kung fu, and those with good martial arts can deal with it well, while those with poor martial arts hide in Tibet.

But Beiming Shaoxiao was pulling Nangong Yunxi to stand there, with an expression on his face watching a play.

Anyway, with Murong Jinxian, she really felt at ease.

Seeing that Dugu Linyue was fighting with the leader of the Ten Gold Sect, and the Ten Gold Sect was outrageous with swords, Dugu Linyue's software struggled to cope.

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his voice, and said with a joking smile: "Hey, hey, that leader of Shijin, your belt is about to break."

The man was distracted and glanced at his trousers, and was knocked back several steps by Dugu Linyue's palm.

He stabilized his figure, his face was dark and ugly, Qiu Shen stared at Bei Ming with a smile, and shouted: "Kill that woman for me."

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen masked men waved their swords at Beiming Shaoxiao.

Murong Jinxian's amber eyes were calm, and with a wave of his sleeves, this understated force was like a magic spell cast by a god, and all those people were blown away.

"Bang!" He fell to the side heavily.

The leader gritted his teeth, looked at Beiming Shaoxiao with sharp eyes, and swung his knife himself.

Murong Jinxian's two slender jade fingers just caught his knife gently, which really shocked the leader.

Beiming swallowed his saliva with a smile, is this guy still human?

"Crack!" Murong Jinxian frowned, looking a little disgusted with him, the inner strength gathered at his fingertips, and the collar was blown away.

"Pfft..." The leader flew out and hit a tree beside him, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"You, who are you?" The leader looked at Murong Jinxian in horror. It was really scary when there was such a person in the world.

"Heh~" Murong Jinxian sneered, his amber eyes were filled with evil, not to mention how handsome they were.

Beiming Shao smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Handsome!"

Murong Jinxian glanced back at her talking and laughing, then stretched out his hand to caress her ear, his movements were indescribably ambiguous.

One after another, those members of the Ten Gold Sect were subdued.

Someone said: "Young Master Dugu, how do we deal with them?"

Dugu Linyue put away the software, cupped her fists at Murong Jinxian in a gentle and elegant manner, and said, "This man was subdued by this young master, so it should be up to the young master to make the decision."

Murong Jinxian glanced at Dugu Linyue, then looked back and asked, "Xiaoer, how do we deal with him?"

Beiming shaoxiao propped his chin, thinking.

A strange sound of "呱呱~" suddenly sounded in the sky, and then a huge figure crawled down from the sky.

"Crack!" A powerful internal force shook.

Some people staggered back a few steps from the shock, while others were directly sent flying.

The figure of Beiming Shaoxiao still stands there, the eccentric smile on his face has not changed.

"Quack~" The man on the ground had loose hair and a pouting mouth, and the strange cry came from his mouth.

"Fourth Brother." The leader of the Ten Gold School on the ground shouted happily.

"Damn it!" Bei Mingshao smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, complaining: "Just now I had a yang finger, but now I have toad skill? Ouyang Feng?"

"Gah~" He swallowed on the ground, and then slowly got up, with an awl face, full of peas and beard stubble, his image was like feeding a dog.

"Jin Lao Liu, who beat you like this?"

Jin Lao Liu was supported by others, and he said rather ashamedly: "Fourth brother, my younger brother's skills are not as good as others, and he was defeated by that person."

He was referring to Murong Jinxian.

Fourth Jin stared at Murong Jinxian with cross-eyed eyes.

"Hahaha...Little Jinxian, he, he cross-eyed, hahaha..." Bei Mingshao smiled and covered his stomach, and slapped Murong Jinxian's legs with his hands.

Forgive me, it's not that I have a low smile, but that a person with such an image is in front of me, and I can't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)