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Kill...... Killed? Did he really kill him?

Although Qing'er had a premonition, when it really happened, it was still a little unbelievable. peeked at the people around him, and they were still stunned. All she could think of now was to pull her young master away as soon as possible.

However, just as she was about to jump from the second floor, her clothes cracked behind her, and it was clear that someone was already standing behind her. Qing'er was shocked, and the moment she turned around, she held the hilt of her sword and was about to draw her sword and kill it. But the man was quicker than her, blocking her sword-holding hand with one hand, and gesturing 'shh' on his lips with the other.

Looking at that rugged face, Qing'er recognized the appearance of Letty dressed up yesterday... She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't talk, come with me!" Letty whispered to Qing'er in a female voice.

"But the young master..."

Feeling that Letty was going to pull her forward, Qing'er struggled, how could she ignore the young master?

"The master will be fine, trust me!".

Letty glanced back at her, and Qing'er's desire to struggle faded. In Letty's eyes, she saw a complex glow of restraint, worry, and determination. Qing'er can understand that this person must be like herself, and trust the young master more.

Qing'er couldn't help but look back at Jingyu again, and just in time to see him nodding with a faint smile. At this moment, Qing'er's hand holding the scabbard couldn't help but exert the greatest strength of her body, and her knuckles turned white because of this. She understood that her strength was too far away from him, and it was just a burden to stay. He was worried about her, but relieved to see that she was able to leave safely.

She is a servant, and what she should do is to be responsible for the life of the young master. Now, why is it the other way around? Qing'er only feels that she has never felt self-blame, why are you so weak?

Seeing that Qing'er didn't make a sound, Letty glanced back at her strangely, and saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of the girl's mouth... She actually bit her own lip. Instead of stopping her, Letty smiled a little happily. Although she was born in a different world, the girl behind her undoubtedly has the qualifications to become their maid guard.

The people of the Feixue Pavilion, because of what happened in the hall in front of them, all gathered in the past. Letty and Qing'er didn't run into anyone, so they easily went to a room facing the street and jumped out of the window.

"Before martial law, I'll send you out of the city. Letty pulled Qing'er into a street alley, and then spoke again: "Don't worry, sister, I swear to you with my life, my master will leave safely." "

Perhaps, she pretended to be a rough man like this, but patted her shoulder and called Qing'er, who is only 165 cm tall and 18 years old, a sister... It's kind of funny. Qing'er can understand the deep meaning of that sentence, especially the gaze full of sincerity and recognition... Qing'er's cheeks were a little ashamed, and she nodded heavily.

In the rest of the day, Letty quickly disguised her and wrapped her rapier in cloth. Sure enough, before martial law was issued, he easily went out of the city. At this point, the person who answered appeared and sent Qing'er all the way out of the border of Yan Kingdom.

Let's say that Jingyu saw Letty appear, and her only worry was already put down. He flicked the blade of his sword, shook the blood off the blade, turned and walked slowly outward. His height was limited, and the semi-circular blade followed his footsteps with a continuous stabbing sound as if it were stabbing obliquely on the ground.

At this point, the people around him woke up.

"Wild goose, wild goose, wild goose Chunjun... was killed !!

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I don't know who can't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and shouts trembling~ trembling. The guests upstairs screamed, everyone was in danger, and they all hid behind the fence, but they couldn't help but sneak down through the cracks.

The musicians downstairs, the attendants of the Feixue Pavilion avoided far away and did not dare to approach. The beautiful dancing girl standing on the white jade platform is no longer the focus of people's attention. She was complacent, and glanced at Yan Chunjun's head, revealing a look of disgust that was not too obvious. And the guards brought by Yan Chunjun looked at each other, and slowly walked out of the Feixue Pavilion with Ge following Jingyu's footsteps.

There were many more guards and soldiers on the street, all already aware of what was going on. Someone went to call for more support, and the rest of the people surrounded Jingyu in a circle. They know that they are no match for this man. However, Yan Chunjun is dead, if these guards don't do anything, what awaits them will inevitably be death... Moreover, it is very likely to cause harm to the family. Therefore, I had to fight hard.

Jingyu walked out, and her footsteps were already on the bluestone pavement. As soon as the black sword touched the stone, it splattered sparks where it touched. He didn't move fast, which was a bit weird, causing the soldiers around him to look at each other.

In the distance, civilians stopped, and in the distance, many people looked out of the windows of the buildings. Just because they don't know what is going on doesn't mean they're not interested.

At the age of 8, Jingyu is only about 130 centimeters tall. However, due to his spirit, the encircling circle could only move with him, but it could not get close. The first one who came near was bound to die, as every soldier understood.

Seeing that they were about to reach the place where the civilians were standing, the surrounding houses were also densely packed. A seemingly high-ranking person among the guards couldn't hold back any longer and shouted:

"Brothers, let him go, we are all dead, it is better to fight here... Uh..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and he saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and the child who had been standing 10 meters away had already stabbed him in the throat with a sword. Blood foam flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he felt that his body was actually in the air, but it turned out to be picked up by his sword.

"Death to those who stand in my way!".

Jingyu held the sword on his side with one arm, picking up the guard commander who had waved his hands a few times and did not move. His dark eyes, in this dark square, released a shining light. Whenever he looked at him, it was as if he was holding his neck with a sword. The murderous aura condensed around him made the air around him stagnant, and the soldiers surrounding him couldn't help but feel that they were a cut shorter than him.

Jingyu continued to walk forward, and the few people in front of him crawled away. The circle didn't move anymore, not because they didn't want to move, but because those ~ legs didn't have the strength to take another step.

After stepping out of the crowd, Jingyu glanced back at them with disdain and threw the body on the sword to the ground. He walked down a dark alley... Maybe there was no terrifying sight, or maybe his murderous aura had subsided. At this moment, those people glanced at each other and rushed forward with a shout.

When the two Changge in front were about to stab Jingyu's back, he turned around again and penetrated the gap between the two Changge in an instant, and came to the middle of the two. The black blade flickered from side to side, slashing one of them diagonally from the shoulders into two pieces, and the other's head flew high.

For the rest of the day, all the soldiers who rushed into the alley let out a terrible howl and then turned their heads into different places. When everything was quiet, no one dared to come forward to find out for a long time. 2. The bodies of 30 people were piled up, and blood even flowed out of the alley. When the reinforcements arrived and used torches to shine it, they found out that there was a terrible situation... It doesn't seem to have a whole corpse.

There were bloody footprints in the depths of the alley, and the soldiers and horses that followed chased after them. After such a busy night, the next day, there was a lot of discussion about the killing of Yan Chunjun in the Yan Capital. And when they talked about the murderer, they all shook their heads... He has not yet been found.

As the location of the accident, the Feixue Pavilion is now surrounded by hundreds of soldiers from all sides. The ministers of the court came one after another, just to check the death of Yan Chunjun, and then report it to the angry Yan King. The boss, steward, musician, and dancing girl of the Feixue Pavilion were all gathered in one place, and they were also interrogated again and again, just to trace down the jade plate obtained by the murderer.

After that, it was the one who collected the corpse for Yan Chunjun... This busyness was that when it was almost dawn, the people of Feixue Pavilion were disbanded and returned to their rooms to rest.

Maihime, who has straight white hair, is revered as Yukihime because of her fame for her dance. She kept her expressionless face as usual this night. Like frost, he does not accept the approach of others, nor does he want others to approach. Moreover, perhaps because many powerful people have helped her speak, the interrogation has never befallen her. Not only that, but she also had the right to go back to her room to rest early, but she was rejected by herself.

Now, she's going back to her room.

Whether it's the West or the East, with a woman's graceful posture, that's the same posture, isn't it?Yukihime's hands are naturally placed on her abdomen, and her arms are slightly bent, as if they were hung with ribbons or shawls. The crystal dancing shoes made a sound on the wooden floor, and after a few more turns up the stairs, she stopped in front of her door.

Pull open the door and close it again, and she felt relieved. There was a moment of relaxation in his shoulders, and his expression softened a lot. The silver bell in the dancing girl costume on her body rang slightly, and she had already walked to the dresser, ready to take off her makeup and rest.

Suddenly, she almost screamed in surprise, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. From the bronze mirror, the scene on her soft bed is clearly reflected... Didn't the children who killed Yan Chunjun in the front hall of Feixue Pavilion before, and then killed more than 20 guards and soldiers, just sleep there?

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