Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen subconsciously turned his body sideways, and the blade pressed against her ear and smashed into the wall. Mu Qingchen shouted "Xiao Bai be careful."

However, the masked assassin obviously didn't come at Yi Xiaobai, drew out the knife, and attacked quickly.

There are several long nails on the wall. Dustpans, clothes, bamboo baskets are hung on the wall. A stone platform made of loess is not far away, and large and small earthenware jars and wine jars are placed on it. This place is like someone's backyard wall.

Mu Qingchen took these things in his hands and smashed them at the assassin indiscriminately. The assassins did not refuse to come, danced with a big sword, and smashed the "hidden weapons" one by one.

There was a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound in the cramped Quxiang, but no one cared. Right now is the busiest moment in Pingkangfang, the geishas are busy with the guests to have fun, and the faint sound of Huqin is faintly heard.

At this moment, the assassin returned to his senses and found that Mu Qingchen and Yi Xiaobai had disappeared.

He held the handle of the knife tightly, and the back of his hand was bulging. He raised his other hand to his lips, and uttered a trumpet, which was sharp and loud, as if it could scratch a person's eardrum.

Soon, the subordinates hiding in the dark heard the signal from him and obtained the direction of Mu Qingchen's escape.

They put on masks, nodded to each other, and ran towards the north of Pingkangfang.

"Qing Chen, he is alone, we are two people, don't be afraid, let's get over him!" Yi Xiaobai was led by Mu Qingchen and hid in the shadow of a party.

The guests of Beiqu are ordinary people. The arrangement of the buildings is intricate, and there is a curved water entwined among them. The messy terrain indicates that this place is a good place to mediate with the assassins.

Mu Qingchen adjusted the chaotic aura, restored his former calmness, stretched out a finger and pointed to the opposite side: "Run straight in from that trail. It's the Yiran cloth workshop. It's easier to hide there... but you need to run across it. It’s easy to be exposed in the middle of the street. Let’s catch our breath first, and then run with full strength. Don’t look back and stop no matter what happens.”

"Oh, did you hear what I said, we are two to one, are you afraid you can't beat him?!"

After Yi Xiaobai finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of snow-white arm, and his skin was like jade and snow.

But Mu Qingchen wrinkled her nose uncomfortably, and when she looked closely, her cheeks were still a bit coy.

Monk Yi Xiaobai Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, poked at her, and asked irritably, "Do you want to do it or not?"

Mu Qingchen continued to be coy, and shook his head.

While they were talking, the two assassins had found their tracks, turned around and jumped up to them. The man on the left also recognized Xiaobai, because he was the only one who was not only a masked face, but also a black turban. He was the man who attacked them earlier.

With her hands on her hips, she raised her voice arrogantly, "Heh, is it great to have a helper? We are not afraid of two-on-two!"

She separated her feet and made the action to fight at any time.

Then he winked at Mu Qingchen and motioned to her to fight alongside herself.

In the next moment, the two men in black flew out together, kicking Yi Xiaobai's belly. Yi Xiaobai only felt that the food in his stomach was overwhelmed, and his body was bumped backwards, and then he slid down the wall and fell to the ground.

She only felt that all her bones were falling apart, wailing and vomiting a mouthful of sour water, curled up into a ball in pain.

Mu Qingchen squatted next to her and checked her injuries. His eyes were full of guilt and self-blame: "Xiaobai, are you okay?"

"You," Yi Xiaobai flushed with pain, and the arteries in his neck were swollen and bulging, complaining, "You... why... don't you do it!"

With Mu Qingchen's skill, it was not difficult to prevent the assassins from attacking her.

"I..." Mu Qingchen was more embarrassed, and said mysteriously in a low voice, "I'm silly and sweet, I can't know martial arts!"

Yi Xiaobai: "..."

Your brain is broken, isn't it?

What is the science of life and death?

She was in unbearable pain, moaned a few times on the ground, and rolled.

The assassins looked at each other, and one of them was murderous between his eyebrows, approaching Mu Qingchen step by step.

The man with the black turban, apparently their leader, suddenly gestured to him and shook his head slowly: "Mu Qingchen is tricky, be careful of her trap."

Obviously he was able to work hard, but he still refused to resist. I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd, so it's better to be careful.

"Boom boom boom"

"Boom boom boom"

The last two drums were beaten, and this remote corner finally fell into boundless silence.

All the assassins arrived one after another. Roughly speaking, there were about twenty people. They were either squatting on the roof of Xieshan, standing by the well, or hanging like a monkey on the side of the Drum Tower...

Their dark clothing thickens this late night

Mu Qingchen slowly raised her head, looking up at the starlit night sky, the semicircular moon exuded an icy light, the light shining on her eyes, there was a hint of coolness in her eyes.

"You were sent by the second prince?"

"Mu Qingchen, do you have any last words?" The man in the lead deliberately lowered his voice and answered unreasonably.

"You are dead." Mu Qingchen's slightly raised chin revealed a sense of confidence.

The man narrowed his eyes, thinking deeply. He seemed to be very afraid of Mu Qingchen. He acted carefully in front of her, but he speculated that she was playing mystery: "Oh?"

He dragged on for a long time, both puzzled and temptation.

Mu Qingchen squinted at him, showing sarcasm and contempt: "Every silly Baitian has a hero who loves her blindly, and even sacrifices her life for her. At this critical juncture of life and death, I know that she will is coming!"

After speaking, a sultry evening breeze slowly blows, blowing the strands of hair scattered on her sideburns, setting off her elegant figure...

Although everyone didn't know what she was talking about, they were still shocked by her self-confidence.

Even the leading man couldn't help but shudder, but he yelled at her for delaying time. He was a little frustrated, and dragged Yi Xiaobai forward and put a long knife across her throat.

He yelled and cursed: "I will send her to see the king now, and you will be the next one!"

Mu Qingchen didn't expect his personality to be so irritable, his complexion darkened, his lips pressed tightly, his hand reached into his cuff, and he took out a wad of silver bills: "This is fifty thousand taels. Take this money and leave my house. Xiaobai stay away!"

"Put away your stinky money, we are all dead..."

"I can add more if it's not enough!" Mu Qingchen interrupted him full of anger.

She took a lot of time to pace to the man, and continued to take out a sajinxuan and a coyote, and pat them on his chest.

"Write it." Mu Qingchen smiled slightly.

The knife that the man put on Yi Xiaobai's neck was somewhat slack. He was surprised at his trance. Yes, in front of him, this arrogant tiger butt, in the embarrassing situation, still looks quiet and calm... Even if he is a sword-licking man, he has to admire him.

"What to write?" he asked.

"Write the price you are asking for, and I will honor it for you. But you must keep your promise, leave Yi Xiaobai, and never disturb her life."

Yi Xiaobai's eyes burst into tears, although Mu Qingchen was full of sand sculptures, but she was really moved.

Fifty thousand taels, that's more than half of Mu Qingchen's private money.

Hiding in the corner, Chang Shu had been staring nervously at Mu Qingchen's situation, her scalp numb, and she almost forgot to blink.

Behind her, is the long follower who is escorting her in the Luanfeng Tower. They were originally soldiers from the Long Princess's Mansion. Because Chang Shu was so annoyed to come to Pingkang Fang to catch Mu Qingchen who was visiting the brothel, they changed their armor and soap clothes.

However, the number of them is not large, and Chang Shu is just ten.

The commander of the palace soldier replaced the saber in his other hand and whispered: "The princess is in no rush, and the horse is in danger. We only need to check the time."

Chang Shu pondered for a moment, untied the peach blossom fan on his waist, ready to go. Seeing her appearance, all the soldiers quietly drew their swords out of their sheaths.

They held their breath and waited silently, just like a hunter waiting for their prey to throw themselves into the snare. Soon, the time they were looking forward to came, the assassin took back the long knife he wanted to kill Yi Xiaobai, and hesitated to take Mu Qingchen handed him the paper and pen.

"It's now!" Chang Shu gave orders and rushed out first.

She is slim and slender, spreading her arms like a swallow spreading her wings, tapping her toes lightly, leaping into the air lightly, and then falling down gracefully. The movements are light and graceful, like a half-opened and half-closed flower in a frost-bearing pool, with a clear and beautiful appearance.

Behind her was the government soldier who followed closely.

"You deceived!" The man yelled violently, slammed the thing in his hand severely, held the long knife again, and slashed towards Mu Qingchen. This time the sword wind was more vicious than before, and it took Mu Qingchen's life.

The blade slashed the air, and there was a whistling sound.

Yi Xiaobai saw the cold light flashing on the blade face, and in an instant, he was only separated from Mu Qingchen's face.

She exclaimed, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Ke Mu Qingchen's ridicule didn't loosen. Still like Qiongzhi Yushu, standing still.

At this critical moment, Chang Shu stepped forward and settled beside her, palms like a blade, slashing at the man's elbow.

The man was sore and furious that he withdrew the knife. Before he could see Chang Shu's appearance clearly, he saw the peach blossom fan in his hand "crashing" and swept at him. He couldn't dodge, and the bridge of his nose was cut out. Very deep wounds, deep bones can be seen.

What a tricky opponent!

He clenched his posterior molars and took a few steps back, only to realize that his men had been fighting with a group of people who were dressed up.

"Why don't you know how to hide!" Chang Shu took the time to breathe, grabbed Mu Qingchen, and scolded her angrily.

The scene just now was too thrilling. If he came to a finger late, Mu Qingchen would be separated from her forever. Thinking of this, all the hairs on her body stood up.

Turning his head, he met Mu Qingchen's deep eyes abruptly, and Qizheng stared at her for an instant, with a weird light shining at the bottom of her eyes. How do you say it contains three-point admiration, three-point love, and three-point fiery.

An unknown premonition rose in Chang Shu's heart.

But listening to Mu Qingchen affectionately said: "You don't understand, this is a silly and sweet character!"

No matter when and where, you must firmly believe that the person you want is silently guarding yourself behind you. Therefore, even if it is a last resort, you cannot show your independence, otherwise you will not be "stupid."

Chang Shu's mouth twitched, and sure enough, his brain broke again!

At the end, Mu Qingchen added another sentence: "You are the person I want to wait for. You take these fifty thousand taels of cash, which will be counted as a token of love for both of us."

Yi Xiaobai wants to cry without tears, Chenchen, is it so refreshing to hand in private money! ?