030 Mistakenly provoked the secret palace, sneak attack in the middle of the night! (10)
Instinctively taking two steps forward, Leng Ning suddenly stopped and turned back, carrying Tianci on the bed on his back and tying her tightly with a blanket.
"Mother?!" Tianci was alarmed and whispered in confusion.
"Don't make a sound!" Leng Ning pulled a corner of the blanket to cover his little head. He tapped his toes and the man had already rushed into the hall. He rushed on the stove and broke through the back window to the outside of the courtyard.
"Hmph!" A disdainful snort came from the rooftop, "Do you think you can escape?!"
Before he could even finish his words, a black shadow rushed towards Leng Ning from the roof. Before he could get close, a pair of scaly boots whizzed out from his sleeves.
Leng Ning's forward momentum continued unabated, and when he heard the strong wind approaching, he ducked to avoid the opponent's whip, stopped his forward momentum, and spun around to kick the opponent's lower body.
Leng Ning suddenly leaned over, turned around and kicked back. Leng Ning's movements were all done in one go, and his movements were so fluid that even the black figure couldn't help but whisper a good word.
Of course, the cheers were cheers, but the whip in his hand danced more intensively, and the countless whip shadows seemed to be a ruthless net, trapping Leng Ning and her son in it.
Leng Ning carried Tianci on his back, jumping and jumping around, his slender figure as agile as a cat, dodging the opponent's whip, and at the same time secretly looking for a way to break out of the encirclement.
The face of the man in black opposite was covered with a black mask. He was not the silver-faced protector she had injured before. She was not sure whether there was someone else hiding in the dark waiting for an attack. If she continued like this, she would naturally be
Very disadvantageous to her.
The skill of the person in front of her is far superior to that of the Silver-faced Protector. If Leng Ning were to fight him alone, she might even be evenly matched. Now she has a God-given gift on her body, and she has to worry about her surroundings and cannot fully deploy it.
It seems a little stretched under the whip.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a flash of white light diagonally in front of her. She immediately retracted the dagger she had thrust out, stamped her feet and dodged diagonally behind her.
The poisonous dart thrown by the silver-faced protector grazed her hair and cut off a few stray hairs on her forehead. If it had been later, both she and Tianci would not have been able to escape.
Leng Ning narrowly dodged the poisonous dart of the silver-faced protector. Before her body hit the ground, the long whip of the black masked man was already stabbing her right shoulder like a snake letter.
The cooperation between the two was flawless, and Leng Ning was worried about Leng Tianci on his back. Leng Ning had no choice but to raise the dagger in his right hand and hit the tip of the opponent's whip.