The black-bellied highness, the evil concubine

Chapter 20 Meeting the Old Ones (3)
The swordsmanship he used seems to be the thirteen styles of the Wen family, but in fact it is just a tangible imitation. It is possible to deceive outsiders, but it cannot escape Wen Ran's eyes.

Wen Ran didn't have much of an impression of this second uncle. In retrospect, there was only that time when she came to see her after she recovered from a serious illness that she could never forget.

Envy, jealousy, hatred, indifference, pity?
It is still difficult for Wen Ran to tell what kind of emotion that look in his eyes.

At that time, the second uncle was still handsome and handsome, but now he is full of stubble, no longer the same as before.If it weren't for Wen Ran's first-rate ability to recognize people, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to recognize him so quickly.

No wonder Beitang Hu regards elder brother as an assassin. Based on his understanding of today's martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to guess that the assassin's kung fu is "Thirteen Styles of Wen Family" from the descriptions of Zhuge Jingyao and others.

Everyone in Jianghu knows that only Wen Shaoshang can master the thirteen styles of the Wen family in today's world.

Wen Jun's martial arts was already very good back then, if there were no Wen family's thirteen styles, the current master of Wen's castle would not be Wen Shaoshang.And so many years have passed, his kung fu is even better than before, his sword energy is terrifying, and his hostility is even heavier.

At this time, Wen Ran didn't want to be recognized by him, so as not to cause complications.But even if she took off the black scarf now, Wen Jun might not be able to recognize her.

After more than ten moves, Wen Ran just dodged, but Wen Jun's sword couldn't hurt her at all, so he couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

Although the wound he suffered when he assassinated the prince has healed, he has long lost his patience after hiding in the Murong Mansion for so many days. He thought that he would have a chance if he waited a few more days. He started to fight again, but he didn't expect such a person to appear suddenly, disrupting his plan.

He didn't think that the woman in black in front of him belonged to His Highness the Crown Prince. If Zhuge Jingyao had such a master by his side, he wouldn't have been stabbed so hard by his sword that day.

Who is she?
When Wen Jun's eyes were full of urgency, a shining silver light flashed and forced him to go.

While avoiding dodge, Wen Ran skillfully pulled out the soft sword hidden in his waist. The soft silver sword made a sound like a silver bell, which made people feel a little chilled when they heard the sound. It is the sound of Lord Yan's life-threatening soul bell.

With a backhand, the soft sword wrapped tightly around Wen Jun's sword. The seemingly gentle wave was strong enough to make Wen Jun's sword escape from his hand.

Unprepared, he was deprived of his weapon. This was Wen Jun's greatest humiliation so far. With his face full of anger, he waved his hand and slapped Wen Ran away.

Wen Ran bent back and dodged the palm softly. In the gap, her soft sword was already on Wen Jun's neck. The speed was beyond what anyone could achieve, and it was beyond Wen Jun's control. Unexpectedly, she can be said to be the fastest person with a sword he has ever seen.

"Who are you, and who sent you?" Wen Jun didn't expect that he would fall under the hands of a woman. Wen Jun couldn't believe it. Even though he was the one threatened by the sword, he still asked angrily. .

Wen Ran said calmly: "You will know later!"

But just when she was about to touch Wen Jun's acupoints, he suddenly showed a strange smile, and in the blink of an eye, he fell down and fainted, and a smear of black blood flowed out of his mouth.

Wen Ran didn't expect that the second uncle who cherished her life the most would take the poison, but in the next second, she had already tapped his big acupoints to prevent the poison from spreading, then opened his mouth, and quickly fed him He took a detoxification pill made by her eighth senior sister. Although it could not completely eradicate the toxin in his body, it could also reduce the effect of the poison.

When Wen Jun, with purple lips and a ferocious face, walked out of the Murong Mansion, Jian Xin and the others were a little unbelievable, but it took only a long time for her to subdue him, which really surprised them .

"Did you poison him?" Jian Wu shouted angrily at Wen Ran when he saw it.

Wen Ran said indifferently: "Seeing that it fell on my hand, he bit the poison hidden in his mouth. I have already tapped his acupuncture point, and he won't die in a while. You should hurry up." Send him to His Highness!"

Jian Xin bowed his hands and obeyed: "Yes, girl!"

After finishing speaking, he took over Wen Jun from Wen Ran, and rushed back to the Prince's Mansion with Jian Hen and the others.

Whether Wen Jun can wake up or not is something that Wen Ran cannot decide. The poison he has been poisoned by is very specific, and she doesn't know how effective the Eighth Senior Sister's detoxification pill is, but even if she follows it, it will be futile. Anyway, the Prince's Mansion With that ingenious doctor around, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will worry about saving lives. If she shows up more often, people will doubt her intentions, so why should she do it again.

Regardless of whether the person survives or cannot be saved, Zhuge Jingyao will definitely come to her.

Sincerely speaking, Wen Ran really hoped that Wen Jun would survive. Only his elder brother would be safer if he was alive.If he couldn't save him, she couldn't guarantee Zhuge Jingyao's next move.

What is a person like Zhuge Jingyao thinking about?
(End of this chapter)