"Sword maid?" Yan Juyang tilted her head pretending not to understand. While speaking, she stood up from the roof of the eaves. She breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, the brocade sword on Chengyun's waist came out, and the sword resounded through the night sky in the night.

The sound echoed by the pool, and he asked with surprise in his eyes, "Young master is so powerful, how do you know my identity?"

Ni Yi was so frightened by the sudden sword energy that he closed his eyes. When he thought he would die under the fierce sword energy, when he cut a shallow mark on his forehead, all the sword power suddenly disappeared.

There was a light trace of blood on my scalp, and I thought it was all an illusion!

He fell to the ground tremblingly, until the white jade gravel by the pool was soaked. His trembling lips could not utter a word, except for fear.

When did Dongyue have swordsmen who could use Mianjin swords?

I have never heard of any woman who can hold a Mianjin Sword. Even in the Zhuo family where all the queens came from, there is no woman who can do this. Who is the little palace maid in front of me?

Wen Zaimo was also surprised when he got up from the mud. Although he hated the man in front of him, if he died in the lotus pond for no reason, everyone knew that he would be involved...

He had promised his father that no matter what happened, he would survive, so he knelt down without saying a word and begged for mercy for Ni Yi who was too frightened to speak.

"Woman, spare your life! We didn't mean to offend, please forgive me."

It was okay not to beg for mercy, but begging for mercy made Ni Yi wake up. He quickly got up and ran away, not forgetting to blame everything on Wen Zaimo, "Yes, everything was caused by his delay. The heroine is looking for him, not me."

The three of them looked at Ni Yi running desperately with different expressions. Chengyun threw a tile with his backhand neatly, hitting the back of his neck accurately, and lay on the ground without any chance of hesitation.

Yan Yao glanced at the man next to her with admiring eyes, then glanced meaningfully at Wen Zaimo, shook her head in surprise and smiled bitterly, "You can also save such a person?"

"I……"

Wen Zaimo was already accustomed to sarcastic remarks. He didn't think of how to answer the sudden question. Many chain reactions flashed through his mind...

He sighed faintly, and finally stood up to check on Ni Yi's injuries. He breathed and was still breathing. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. While wiping the mud on his face, he walked back to the hexagonal pavilion, raised his eyes and asked:

"The heroine probably didn't come here specifically to kill evil. Why do you need Wen's help here late at night?"

If he hadn't come here for a late-night tryst and decisively injured Ni Yi, then he would have been the only one who came to see him.

"You are much smarter than Wen Zhao." Yan Juan leaned on the man's bent long legs, her eyes looking quite surprised.

I wanted to ask who Wen Zhao was, but the next moment, Wen Zaimo's eyes suddenly lit up with hope, and he asked in disbelief: "My father?"

"Yes!" Yan Jue had no intention of delaying the time and said bluntly, "You have a pretty good body. It would be a pity if it was ruined."

He looked back and forth at Wen Zaimo's face, and then looked at the struggling man not far away. He seemed unaware that there were only frightening stains of blood on his face, and the original face had faded to the ground. He thought he could unknowingly

Leaping away, soft and caring greetings came from behind.

"You're so shameless when you run away like this. Don't you worry about scaring people?"

Upon being reminded, Ni Yi felt a stinging pain on his face. He was about to reach out but was persuaded to retreat.

"Don't! If it gets dirty, it will look ugly." Looking at the unrecognizable man, Yan Jue pursed her lips in disgust. Although she had heard of the punishment of shedding her skin, she still felt mentally shattered after using it...

It has to be said that Chengyun's eyesight is very good. He cut his neck in time to draw the remaining mercury out of the body. Otherwise, he would have done it if he had let the mercury spread all over his body.

Ni Yi, who was extremely frightened, finally felt the pain and huddled on the ground in pain. He raised his hands and wanted to touch his face but couldn't. He wanted to scream loudly but couldn't make any sound. When the salty tears fell down, the burning pain continued until

It slipped down his face and he no longer had the courage to cry.

"I like to treat others the way they want, and I just want you to try what it means to be speechless."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yan didn't wait for the muddy person to react. The wind blade quickly penetrated her face and removed the dough in an instant. Before she landed, Cheng Yun waved his sleeve and sent it to Ni Yi's face.

Ni Yi wanted to peel off his face in disbelief, but found that he had been hit by several wind blade needles at the same time, and fell back to the ground with no strength, leaving only a pair of eyes looking at the people in front of him.

.

Until he saw Wen Zaimo, it was as if he had changed into a different person. His muddy body had faded away, and his body shape had undergone completely different changes. When he was about to get up, he was held down by the maid.

"I don't want to know your name. Those who have passed by, let them pass." Yan Jue took a set of clothes belonging to the inner prison and put a token to leave the palace, "Go, go to the north."

The tearful man was not only grateful, but also full of questions, which he could not ask because Ni Yi was present. Under the look of the man on the side, he respectfully kowtowed to the two of them three times, put away his clothes and tokens, and quickly

With enough energy, he jumped onto the corridor and came to the lotus pond.

After lifting Chengyun who was exhausted beside him, Yan Juan cast a meaningful glance at the man lying on the ground. He really had an indescribably good name...

Ni Yi! It’s really...you...

Forget it, it’s not easy to have an ostomy, so don’t even think about it.

He knew very well what would happen if Wen Zaimo's face was carried on his back, and he was naturally more frightened than anything else at the moment, so he kept trying to scratch the skin on his face, but he just lay on the gravel and struggled in vain.

His shame fell aside, and he no longer dared to think about what would happen tomorrow morning...

…

He helped Chengyun to a deserted palace, closed the old palace door, and after a brief cleaning, he placed the man on the old bed. Watching him adjust his breathing several times but still not being able to breathe smoothly, he thought

Swear: You deserve it!

What a show-off man! He knew clearly that it was not suitable to help Wen Zaimo solve the Hidden Dragon Art in a short period of time, but he still forced her to do it, and he was almost completely drained!

Moreover, the major points around his body that his Qi veins reached were almost all blocked. In a short period of time, he could only act like an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts. This was probably the biggest punishment for him.

This result made her puzzled for a long time...

Just now, he had used his strength to control the Mianjin Sword and it was still safe and sound. How could he use the Wind Blade Mind Technique to adjust Wen Zaimo's Qi and make him look like this again?

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Everything is really confusing and confusing!

Having learned from the lesson that destroyed his reverse pulse last time, I didn't dare to adjust his inner breath easily again, for fear of making him unconscious again...

Looking at the man with cold sweat on his forehead, it seemed that the more he adjusted his breathing, the worse he got. He even vomited a mouthful of blood for no reason, and felt distressed to wipe the blood stains remaining next to his thin lips.
Chapter completed!