Recalling what Xiaohuan said, it should be true that Ling Zhenfei picked the heads of the seven sects with his sword.
The beggar didn't know that a man would suddenly fall from the sky, and he caught him, keeping him in place for a while. Ling Zhenfei grabbed his arm and twisted it gently. The beggar immediately screamed in pain. He loosened his hand and dropped the money bag.
Coming down, Ling Zhen flew up with a kick and caught it with his bare hands.
The girl rushed over and suddenly fell with a whip. Ling Zhenfei dodged in time, and the whip just missed him and landed on the beggar next to him. The little beggar was beaten until he begged for mercy, and the girl kept moving.
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It felt very satisfying at first, but soon the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore. Although stealing money was not good, the girl's attack was too harsh. The beggar's skin was torn to pieces in no time. Ling Zhenfei couldn't stand it either, so he stepped forward.
He grabbed her wrist and said, "Okay, stop hitting."
"Let go!"
"I won't let you go. He stole your money. You can just hand it over to the government. Why should you abuse lynching here!" Ling Zhenfei said righteously and sternly.
"If you want to take care of it, get out of here!" The girl knocked Ling Zhenfei away, only to see that the beggar who was still on the ground had already blended into the crowd and ran away. She turned her head angrily and swung her whip at Ling Zhenfei without warning. Everyone was surprised.
Not in time, including Ling Zhenfei. So he didn't react until the whip fell on him.
The whip was so strong that Ling Zhenfei's clothes immediately tore open and injured all the way to his flesh. Su Zhiyu hurriedly ran down and saw that the whip was about to fall again. Ling Zhenfei caught the whip with his bare hands, and the force of the whip was very heavy.
, blood immediately flowed from his hand. The girl wanted to take the whip back, but it didn't twitch, so she cursed angrily.
"Shut up!" Su Zhiyu shouted sharply and strode out. His eyes shone sharply at the girl. The unruly girl suddenly seemed to have been stabbed by something, and she felt an inexplicable fear.
Su Zhiyu took Ling Zhenfei's hand and said distressedly: "Xiao Feifei, let me take a look, are you okay?"
Ling Zhenfei let go of his hand and smiled at her, "It's okay, it's just a flesh wound, don't worry."
"You...how dare you be unreasonable to me...my lady, I...I..." The girl obviously couldn't swallow that breath, and suddenly whistled.
A moment later, countless soldiers wearing black armor surrounded them. The people of the imperial capital had already developed a good ability to escape, and they quickly dispersed within a moment. The streets that were crowded just now were only left with wind-swept leaves.
Ling Zhenfei strode forward, stood in front of Su Zhiyu, raised his head and said to the girl: "If you have any questions, come at me, don't touch my sister!"
The girl snorted coldly and curled her lips and said: "Let's see how long you can continue to be a hero. Come here and arrest these two rioters!"
There was a uniform response from all around: "Yes!"
"Slow down!" Chu Feige strode out and stood in front of Su Zhiyu and Ling Zhenfei. He suddenly knelt down on one knee and said, "My subordinate is Chu Feige, the commander-in-chief of the Third Highness's residence. Please see the Seventh Princess."
When the group of soldiers came out just now, Su Zhiyu already felt that something was wrong, but he did not expect that this was really the seventh princess Pei Ziyi. The seventh princess was the only bloodline of the late empress, and the emperor was very favored. No one in the court or even the princes dared to provoke her.
This unruly and willful princess. Recalling what Xiao Huan said, it should be true that Ling Zhenfei picked the heads of the seven sects with his sword.
The beggar didn't know that a man would suddenly fall from the sky, and he caught him, keeping him in place for a while. Ling Zhenfei grabbed his arm and twisted it gently. The beggar immediately screamed in pain. He loosened his hand and dropped the money bag.
Coming down, Ling Zhen flew up with a kick and caught it with his bare hands.
The girl rushed over and suddenly fell with a whip. Ling Zhenfei dodged in time, and the whip just missed him and landed on the beggar next to him. The little beggar was beaten until he begged for mercy, and the girl kept moving.
.
It felt very satisfying at first, but soon the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore. Although stealing money was not good, the girl's attack was too harsh. The beggar's skin was torn to pieces in no time. Ling Zhenfei couldn't stand it either, so he stepped forward.
He grabbed her wrist and said, "Okay, stop hitting."
"Let go!"
"I won't let you go. He stole your money. You can just hand it over to the government. Why should you abuse lynching here!" Ling Zhenfei said righteously and sternly.
"If you want to take care of it, get out of here!" The girl knocked Ling Zhenfei away, only to see that the beggar who was still on the ground had already blended into the crowd and ran away. She turned her head angrily and swung her whip at Ling Zhenfei without warning. Everyone was surprised.
Not in time, including Ling Zhenfei. So he didn't react until the whip fell on him.
The whip was so strong that Ling Zhenfei's clothes immediately tore open and injured all the way to his flesh. Su Zhiyu hurriedly ran down and saw that the whip was about to fall again. Ling Zhenfei caught the whip with his bare hands, and the force of the whip was very heavy.
, blood immediately flowed from his hand. The girl wanted to take the whip back, but it didn't twitch, so she cursed angrily.
"Shut up!" Su Zhiyu shouted sharply and strode out. His eyes shone sharply at the girl. The unruly girl suddenly seemed to have been stabbed by something, and she felt an inexplicable fear.
Su Zhiyu took Ling Zhenfei's hand and said distressedly: "Xiao Feifei, let me take a look, are you okay?"
Ling Zhenfei let go of his hand and smiled at her, "It's okay, it's just a flesh wound, don't worry."
"You...how dare you be unreasonable to me...my lady, I...I..." The girl obviously couldn't swallow that breath, and suddenly whistled.
A moment later, countless soldiers wearing black armor surrounded them. The people of the imperial capital had already developed a good ability to escape, and they quickly dispersed within a moment. The streets that were crowded just now were only left with wind-swept leaves.
Ling Zhenfei strode forward, stood in front of Su Zhiyu, raised his head and said to the girl: "If you have any questions, come at me, don't touch my sister!"
The girl snorted coldly and curled her lips and said: "Let's see how long you can continue to be a hero. Come here and arrest these two rioters!"
There was a uniform response from all around: "Yes!"
"Slow down!" Chu Feige strode out and stood in front of Su Zhiyu and Ling Zhenfei. He suddenly knelt down on one knee and said, "My subordinate is Chu Feige, the commander-in-chief of the Third Highness's residence. Please see the Seventh Princess."
When the group of soldiers came out just now, Su Zhiyu already felt that something was wrong, but he did not expect that this was really the seventh princess Pei Ziyi. The seventh princess was the only bloodline of the late empress, and the emperor was very favored. No one in the court or even the princes dared to provoke her.