The chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sound of fighting could be heard from time to time in the courtyard.
Qingcheng was shocked, had Zhui Feng been caught by them? But didn't they clearly watch him escape?
As soon as I thought about it, I understood in my heart that the assassin was not chasing the wind.
After closing the door, he picked up the hijab from the ground and covered it, and sat upright on the bed as before. As if nothing had happened, Qingcheng was still drugged and unable to move.
The door was pushed open vigorously and closed gently.
The visitor seemed to be panicking. After arriving in the room, he wandered around looking for a hiding place.
Someone was already banging on the door vigorously.
"Madam is still inside, you must not act arrogantly." The roar of the Jingblade came from outside the door.
Qingcheng quietly lifted up a corner of her hijab. It was a man wearing night clothes. He walked in front of Qingcheng, then came back, ripped off her hijab, and looked at her for a long time: "You are the captain who is marrying me tonight."
The new lady?”
Looking up at him with only a pair of eyes like cold stars, Qingcheng nodded: "Yes."
The masked man in black lifted Qingcheng's chin: "You are handsome, but it's a pity that you can't be used as a hostage. If you are used to threaten the devil master, I think he will kill you first, and I won't be able to escape."
Already."
"Oh! Do you dare to be so sure?" Qingcheng grabbed his hand and asked.
The man in black was stunned, pulled off his mask, squinted his peach blossom eyes, and looked at Qingcheng with a smile: "What do you think the demon master will do, cry and shout for me not to kill you?"
Qingcheng seemed not to have heard the question and looked at him in surprise, not knowing what words to use to describe it, "The hibiscus carves a tender face, and the willows decorate the new eyebrows."
"Like snow" or "the fish has fallen into the wild goose, the moon is shy of the flowers" are not enough to describe this face. Finally, a word flashed in Qingcheng's mind---shemale, decided, and felt that it was the most suitable.
"Haha, beauty, are you fascinated by me?" The enchanting man smiled seductively, and then sighed: "You were chased today, otherwise I would have fulfilled your wish."
Look, what are these words? Qingcheng frowned, calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "I can save you, but there is a condition."
The ladyboy's eyes lit up and he looked at Qingcheng: "Say."
"Take me out of the Captain's Mansion, I don't want to marry him."
"good."
Qingcheng waited for him to agree, took a step forward, took out the long sword hanging on his body, and put it into his hand: "Take it."
She got into his arms, took his hand and thrust the sword across her neck. Ignoring his surprised gaze, she immediately shouted at the top of her lungs: "Come quickly! Help!"
Jingren kicked the door open, holding a long sword and glaring angrily at what he saw - the assassins had hijacked Qingcheng.
When Qingcheng saw Jingbian shouting, he immediately burst into tears and almost shed tears, as if he was trembling with fear: "Jingbian, help me quickly." That kind of desperation made Qingcheng feel like he was about to die of fear.
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"As long as you let go of my wife, we will let you go and will never stop you." Jingren looked at Qingcheng who was frightened to death, and his eyes were about to drip with blood.
"Haha." The human demon lowered his head and looked at Qingcheng in his arms, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you, a woman, would be so effective. There are times when the devil master is threatened."
"Stop talking, let her go quickly, I can spare your life." Jingblade took a step forward and roared.
The human demon looked at the approaching Jingren and tightened the long sword in his hand, pressing it against Qingcheng's neck: "I die and she dies first."
Jingren shook his head and immediately stepped back: "Okay, don't kill her, I won't come over."
"As long as she doesn't die, you will agree to whatever I ask for, right??" The shemale man had no intention of leaving, and stood there to discuss with Jingren.
Jingren frowned slightly and looked at him coldly.
Qingcheng was anxious, raised his head and looked behind him: Didn't we agree? Why don't you keep your word?
The shemale slid the sword in his hand upwards, forcing Qingcheng's head up, preventing him from moving.
"No." Jingren exclaimed and was about to pounce over, saying eagerly: "I can promise you anything."
"Then I want Night Demon Queen's antidote." The transvestite man finally made his request.
Jingren was stunned after hearing this, and then said calmly: "Don't you know that no one in the world can cure Night Demon Queen's poison?"
"Really? But recently I heard that there is an antidote to its poison, and Master Jingblade knows everything about it." The man raised his lips in disbelief.
"I can guarantee with my life that there is no such thing. If there is, I will definitely tell you and ask you to let my wife go." Jingren said with an extremely sincere tone.
Qingcheng looked at Jingren in front of him and couldn't help but secretly thought: It seems that Jingren has really fallen in love with him, otherwise with his personality, it would be impossible to ask for help in such a low voice. Isn't he going too far?
Some, but since I can't love him, I have no choice but to let him go.
"When will you hand over Night Demon Queen's antidote? When will you pick up your wife?" The man said, putting his sword on Qingcheng's neck and forcing him out.