Dun Mubo was sitting in the restaurant that Yan Si must pass through when returning to the Shi family, drinking the white peony tea that Emperor Yongde rewarded his ministers today. The elegant aroma did not soothe his irritable mind.

The man's deep and gloomy eyes looked at the Jin garrison guarding the Shi family girl on the street. His originally kind and peaceful face looked ferocious and ferocious, and his whitened knuckles almost crushed the wine cup in his hand.

The daughter of his family was wronged and humiliated, how could the daughter of the Shi family have such an honor? There was a cruel look in Dun Mubo's eyes, and he threw his wine cup towards the roof of the carriage on the street.

The sound of the wine cup breaking and falling to the ground alerted the driver. Xiaoxue stood beside his master vigilantly, not daring to leave. The Jin garrison beside him also immediately drew his sword and was on guard.

A dozen men in black were hiding on the eaves of each house by throwing cups as a sign. They were facing each other with dark and cold swords, and the situation was about to become tense.

Resisting the desire to step forward and kill Yan Si with his own hands, Dun Mubo hid behind the window, with veins on his plump forehead, pointed at the driver and shouted: "Kill her!"

The assassins on the eaves flew down and attacked the carriage. Li Qi immediately took all the troops and retreated about ten steps to avoid the first batch of attacks.

When the assassins took advantage of the situation to attack the carriage, Daxue Yunxi, who was wearing the princess's crown uniform, waved his hand, and the carriage fell apart before the sword fell. Fragments of railings of different sizes scattered like hidden weapons, and the broken wood sank in like a blade, bearing the brunt of the impact. The chest of a man in black.

Several men in black lowered their heads in disbelief, looking at the broken wood with no sharp edges on their chests. They no longer had the strength to hold the sword, and fell to the ground with their hands on their chests, which were slowly dripping with blood.

After all the assassins landed in response, the people who were waiting in the shops on both sides of the streets to welcome them did not show any fear or fear. They each drew their weapons and attacked at the hawker stalls and restaurant tables next to them, and there were several cold light exchanges. , shouting and fighting, the men in black retreated steadily.

At this time, Xiaoxue, who was escorted in a simple car fifty steps away, half-lifted the car curtain to observe the encirclement and suppression situation, and asked Li Qi with a solemn expression.

Li Qi nodded lightly with a carefree smile, not paying attention to the fighting in front of him at all.

Uncle Dun Mu, who was in a high position, also saw the clues. He didn't care about the one-sided situation on the street and shouted in the other direction: "The witch from the Shi family is behind! Come on -"

As soon as this sound came out, more than a dozen assassins flew down from the eaves on both sides. Li Qi showed no sign of weakness and nimbly dodged the swords that came at him. The smile on his lips did not diminish, and he waved his sword fingers calmly and asked calmly: " Where are the archers?"

In an instant, the support windows of all the shops on the long street were removed at the same time. There were two archers in one window, which did not hurt Li Qi's accurate bow. The hand and foot sides of the sword.

The horse was frightened and stamped its feet angrily. The driver could not control it and was thrown off the driver. At this time, the third group of assassins appeared behind the driver.

At this moment, Daxue stepped on the eaves and pulled off the reins to calm the horses. Xiaoxue also flew out of the car with breath at this moment, drew out the two hidden swords from his waist, and ran towards the assassin who was rushing towards him.

With a light and neat posture, Xiaoxue is like walking among the shadows of flowers, and the flowers fall without touching her body. She always cleverly deflects the blade at the moment before it falls and takes advantage of the situation to go straight to the throat.

Seeing that they could not get close to the car, the fourth batch of assassins frowned and shifted their targets, sternly heading towards Li Qi who always looked leisurely. The Jin guards beside him were about to defend each other with their swords, and Li Qi pressed the button with a half-smiling smile. He lowered his guard, and when the assassin's long sword struck straight at him, he only used his sword fingers to lightly bend the sword body.

Li Qiyunxi borrowed the sword to turn back, and the sword immediately wrapped around his neck without leaving a trace. The assassin didn't feel the pain and lay on the ground silently holding his neck. The bluestone street was smeared with blood.

Facing the man in the tower not far away, Li Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled like a child begging for reward. The man smiled and raised his hand to indicate the direction. Li Qi took advantage of the situation and borrowed an arrow to kill the incoming assassin.

Uncle Dunmu saw that Li Qi, who was supposed to be powerless, could actually be leisurely and content in the light of swords. The anger in his eyes became even hotter, and the big palm holding the window was trembling with anger.

After dealing with another group of people, Li Qi looked at the men in black lying on the ground one after another, wailing, caressing the horses in front of them that had gradually calmed down, and looked towards the half-closed window where Uncle Dunmu was.

He shouted calmly:

"Does Uncle Dunmu have any other arrangements?"

Although he was used to being carefree since he was a child, he still practiced martial arts diligently after suffering from bone drunkenness!

It was a little late to get rid of the poison. Although the internal energy was not as abundant as Li Cheng's, it was still enough to deal with ordinary assassins.

Looking at Uncle Dunmu who was still unaware of being used as a spearman, Li Qi felt that it was such a pity!

Although the death of the third girl Chu is indeed closely related to the Jing'an residence, the culprit should be Shan Heng who was captured in the Jin garrison!

Why did Uncle Dun Mu make this irrational fuss and it was all the fault of the Li family and the Shi family?

He can understand that the pain of losing a daughter will inevitably lead to some loss of reason. Doesn't he feel the pain of losing a mother?

Although Yatou has been unwilling to say what results she has investigated over the years, has the ups and downs of Yongcheng City been hidden from the Li family?

At any rate, he has now taken on the responsibility of protecting his father and the royal grandmother, so he can still tell whether the news is correct or not! How could Uncle Dunmu have been in the court for decades, how could he get so angry so easily?

He wanted to use his breath to jump up to where Uncle Dunmu was, but Li Qi looked up at the height, shrugged with difficulty, straightened his clothes, put his hands behind his back, and walked up the stairs gracefully.

Not paying attention to Uncle Dunmu's disgraceful appearance due to anger, he sat down in front of the ironwood table in the private room. The attendants who followed him presented him with white peonies full of cold fragrance.

Tea.

Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes glanced at Uncle Dun Mu's unwillingness. He gently closed his moon-like eyes and sipped the rare elegant tea soup, not in a hurry to destroy the leisurely and elegant atmosphere in front of him.

Watching the assassin's body being gradually cleaned up, Dun Mubo gritted his teeth. He never expected that the assassination plan he had planned for several months would be easily resolved by Li Qi, a playboy.

Staring at Li Qi with blood-red eyes, he supported the wooden table in front of him with his arms, and gritted his teeth unbearably and asked: "After months of painstaking arrangements, I have never leaked the news to anyone, why do you know?

How to know?”

"Huh -" Li Qi raised his long finger and smiled softly at Uncle Dunmu, who had lost his bearings. "Uncle, you are joking. Is there any news that my Li family can't find out?"

Although his status as a prince was forced back by his father, he still likes to do things in front of the Li family in private!

Now the only remaining prince is fighting overtly and covertly for the title of crown prince, and he doesn't want to!

Isn't it a good time to have a few friends, three glasses of wine and two glasses of good wine, and not be subject to royal regulations?

"You will definitely get retribution." Uncle Dunmu stared at the man in front of him with cracked eyes.
Chapter completed!