Dressed As a Rich Woman: Who Dares To Touch My Cub!

"Pavilion Master! The people sent out are back! They have brought back the maid!" One person reported urgently.

Jiang Qi stood up suddenly, "Where is the person?"

"Just in the yard."

Jiang Qi immediately opened the door and strode out.

When he came to the courtyard, eight people were surrounding Zhong Ying, and there were more than twenty people from Longying Pavilion standing around.

"Are you sure? She is the maid next to the princess?" Jiang Qi asked.

The members of Longying Pavilion standing beside Zhong Ying lowered their heads and replied, "Yes, the pavilion master, she is."

"Why are you still covered with a veil? Take it off for me!" Jiang Qi said dissatisfied.

Several Dragon Shadow Pavilion members glanced at each other, but did not move.

"Why are you standing still?"

The seven people in Zhanglong Temple said: What are you doing, of course, waiting for orders.

I don't know why, but this time, Miss Zhong has been acquiesced in taking the lead.

Zhong Ying raised her eyes slightly and met Jiang Qi's face... an ordinary face, not even handsome.

He is the Lord of the Dragon Shadow Pavilion.

According to Zhu Xiaobao, Jiang Qi's ancestor was the emperor of the previous dynasty, but Jiang Qi was not a direct descendant.

"Do you really want to see my face? Didn't you catch me here to kill the princess?" Zhong Ying asked.

Jiang Qi was startled, "How do you know that I arrested you for the princess?" His face sank, and he asked the members of the Dragon Shadow Pavilion, "Did you find out by the lackeys of the court when you arrested people?"

The masters of the martial arts division: You are a dog! You all have dogs!

Zhong Ying only said: "So you arrested me, you really wanted to deal with the princess."

"So what?" Jiang Qi smiled, "If you know each other, just be obedient... uh..." Before the words were finished, the smile still remained on his face.

There was a leaf on the center of the eyebrow.

It's not a flying knife that looks like a leaf, it's a leaf. But strangely it sank into his forehead, leaving a leaf tail exposed.

Jiang Qi slowly fell backwards, the blood on his forehead did not reach his eyes, and his eyes were already scarlet.

When he fell, he still didn't understand what had happened.

"Careless, stupid. Can't be reused." Zhong Ying sighed, "Jing Yi is really anxious to jump over the wall with your cooperation."

She stood with her hands behind her back, turned her head slightly, and said, "Kill! The Dragon Shadow Pavilion is related to the remnants of the previous dynasty, and I won't leave any of them."

As soon as the words fell, the seven masters around him wearing Longying Pavilion clothes rushed out instantly, the daggers hidden in the sleeves shot instantly, blood lines swept across, and people had their throats blocked.

The screams were almost inaudible.

The battle ended quickly. Twenty or so people are not particularly elite. These people are like chickens waiting to be slaughtered in front of the masters in the big inner circle. Even their positions are like hitting the edge of a knife.

The masters of the big house who finally cleaned the whole courtyard turned their heads one after another, and caught a glimpse of Miss Zhong still standing there. She was like a bystander, standing in the middle of the killing, as if it had nothing to do with her.

For some reason, this scene made the seven masters instantly feel chills down their spines.

"The corpses don't need to be cleaned up, and they are handed over to the head of the Thunder Fist Sect. This incident is a lesson for Jianghu martial arts."

"Yes."

"But Miss Zhong, isn't the lesson we taught too profound? After all, it's on Leiming Mountain, and it's during the martial arts conference..."

Zhong Ying lowered her eyes, "If you start a fight with people from these sects, how much of you will you be able to get out of your body?"

The masters of the martial arts division looked at each other and said, "It's not difficult to get out of the body with some minor injuries."

"Then hand over the body to the head of the Thunder Fist Sect."

"Okay."

"Go, go back."

"Yes."

…

The group did not get any blood on their bodies, so they returned to the yard.

More or less, there was a **** smell, and they all went to take a bath.

Zhu Xingtong, who had already heard of what happened from the girl in the head of the military division, saw her coming back and waved to her: "Cub~ Come here!"

"What's up?"

"Are you injured?" Zhu Xingtong touched her arm and stomach, and found that the person was still full of beards and tails.

Zhong Ying pinched her lips and smiled dotingly: "What am I doing with you when I go to kill someone?"

"I'm not dizzy!" Zhu Xingtong hummed, approaching the tip of her nose and touching it, "You killed Jiang Qi?"

"Well. He wants to kill you."

"But you haven't tortured him to see if he has anything to do with the second child."

"Does it matter? That's important?"

"Too."

If it wasn't for the second prince's order, Jiang Qi would really not be able to be tough with them. They brought more than 20 great masters, and those under Jiang Qi, even if they had some martial arts, were not that strong.

But since Lei Mingshan came down to the present, Jiang Qi has twice wanted to kill Princess Jingxia. If the person behind this is not the second prince, I wish Xingtong could cut off his head and send it to Jing Yi!

"I don't know what Jing Yi promised to Jiang Qi, and let him keep me here completely at the cost of the lives of the people under him."

"It's nothing more than power, fame and fortune." Zhong Ying rubbed her head, "The matter of the Dragon Shadow Pavilion is settled, so I'll leave for the capital tomorrow."

I wish Xiaobao didn't have martial arts, that small arm and calf could not even be pushed by an ordinary woman.

There are many chivalrous men in the rivers and lakes, and there are many guys who can kill without blinking an eye.

It is still safe to return to the Princess Mansion.

"What did you do with the bodies of those people?"

"Leave it to the Thunder Fist."

Zhu Xingtong was stunned for a moment, "We killed so many people from Longying Pavilion on Lei Ming Mountain, will this Thunder Fist sect just let us go?"

She frowned. Originally, she planned to deal with Jiang Qi and a few elders on this mountain first, and the remaining little minions of Longying Pavilion were finally handed over to the army of the imperial court.

"If we just let us go like this, the reputation of the Thunder Fist Sect in this arena will probably plummet."

Zhong Ying chuckled, "Whatever they are. If you don't let us go, kill us. Are you afraid?"

"Where are you, what am I afraid of?" Zhu Xingtong put on his hips, "Besides, Ben Gong is Princess Darong, and they are a group of Jianghu people who dare to attack Ben Gong? Whoever touches Ben Gong's hair will copy his entire family! "

Zhong Ying was amused by her, and immediately bowed her hands, "The eldest princess is wise."

…

But things are far from being as optimistic as the two imagined.

In the early morning of the second day, their group was preparing to leave the Thunder Mountain.

But as soon as they walked down the mountain, a lot of Jianghu people had gathered waiting for them in front of the mountain gate.

The left and right guardians of the Qinglian Sect, the head of the Northern Shadow Sword, known as the Scimitar Beiying, several swordsmen of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, the descendants of the Heaven-shattering Palm, and several famous heroes in the arena were all present.

Almost fifty or sixty people came, not even the masters of the Thunder Fist School. In front of the mountain gate, there are more than 20 people waiting for them.

"What do you all mean?" The middle-aged man asked again in Long Yaoge's line.

"I recognize you! Aren't you the Li Nantian who was famous in Jiangbei ten years ago!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly jumped out from the crowd.

"Li Nantian? Li Nantian, who was known as the first sword in Jiangbei at that time?"

"But, isn't he the elder of the Qingfeng Sword Sect? Why did he run to this Longyao Pavilion to be a killer?"

The people from the Qingfeng Sword Sect are even more confused, Master Nantian?

Rumor has it that Uncle Nantian had already died outside the Great Wall, so why did he appear here?

"Li Nantian has long ceased to be called Li Nantian, and everything in the past has long since followed the wind. I am not the Li Nantian you know. Now I am just an ordinary killer in Longyao Pavilion. Since you know me, you should know that there is no one in front of me. What good fruit to eat." The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold.

Some people stepped back half a step, and some people sneered and drew their swords to meet them, "We don't know what the origins of your Longyao Pavilion are. But now that the martial arts conference is coming, you have blatantly killed so many people on Lei Ming Mountain, and you still want to be like this. Are you gone? No matter whether you are Li Nantian or Li Xitian, if you don’t give an explanation today, you will never leave Lei Ming Mountain!”

Li Nantian also drew his sword and took a step forward, "What if I don't give it?"

"Then..." The young man was about to rush over, but was interrupted by a heavy voice, "Master Zhang, come back. You are not his opponent. Li Nantian was the first sword in Jiangbei and the first master of the Qingfeng Sword Sect. It's not something that a young generation like you can match."

Everyone looked at the prestige, and it was a great monk who came out of the Thunder Fist Sect.

"Elder of the Thunder Fist Sect, Lei Shanjiu, before asking Master Li to teach me, as the host of the martial arts conference, there is something I want to ask."

Lei Shanjiu's name was reverberating ten years ago.

Even the middle-aged Li Nantian had to temporarily let go of his aura, "Elder Lei, please speak."

Lei Shanjiu turned his eyes and landed on Zhu Xingtong, who was surrounded by the crowd in Longyao Pavilion, "Who is she?"

Li Nantian drew his sword and stood, "Elder Lei, someone you can't ask!"

There was a hint of disdain in Lei Shanjiu's turbid eyes, "Li Nantian, everyone in the world says you died outside the Great Wall, but they don't know that you have turned your back on martial arts and become a lackey in the court! If I'm not mistaken, this woman is none other than that Da Rong. Princess, Jing Xia!"

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

What? The woman standing in the middle is Princess Darong? !

Then what is the origin of this Longyao Pavilion, is it the personal guard of the eldest princess, or is it... sent by the imperial court...?

"Bold! Is the name of Her Royal Highness the princess dared to speak bluntly as an old bald donkey?"

"Old bald donkey, why don't you live in Darong? The court lackeys? You martial arts people are really shameless. You eat the food provided by Darong, but you don't know how to respect my princess? The dog also knows how to give Master guards the door, you are really not even a beast!"

"Shut up, how dare you scold me as an elder of the Thunder Fist Sect!"

"The lackeys of the imperial court, what do you want to do when you come to my martial arts conference!"

For a time, no one was left behind, and they quarreled loudly in front of the mountain gate.

Zhu Xingtong pushed aside the big inner master who was standing in front of him, and walked out.

The aura is silent.

The eldest princess of Da Rong, who has seen thousands of troops, why should you be afraid of such a small scene?

She went out, and for some reason, the arguing stopped.

Zhu Xingtong raised his chin, looked around for a week, and asked, "Jiang Qi, the master of Longying Pavilion, is a remnant of the previous dynasty, trying to subvert Darong's system. This palace concealed his identity and visited Leiming Mountain in person, which is to eliminate harm for the people and kill this scourge in the cradle. In. Wait, why are you dissatisfied?"

No one dared to speak.

Only that Leishanjiu snorted coldly: "The pavilion master of Longying Pavilion is a remnant of the previous dynasty, what evidence do you have?"

"You mean, what does Ben Gong do to tell you the evidence?"

"A little girl's movie, what if it's a princess, if you really rely on your ability, you will fight with me." Lei Shanjiu looked at Zhu Xingtong in front of him with disdain.

With just one glance, he could see that the princess had no martial arts skills.

But she doesn't, doesn't mean the people around her don't.

With a swipe, a sword slid out of mid-air and plunged straight in front of Lei Shanjiu.

Before Lei Shanjiu could react, he saw a person, a woman, walking out behind the eldest princess.

Her face was covered with a veil, and the internal force in her body almost turned into substance, and layers of air waves swayed around her.

She reached out and drew the sword stuck to the ground.

With her left hand behind her back and a sword in her right hand, she slowly raised her eyes and said, "How do you want to fight."