After getting the exact address of Li Guishou, Gao Ning instantly lost interest in the plot.
Therefore, only one artificial man was left to monitor the movements of Moro's body at any time, and then took the client, Shunzi and others out of the city, heading all the way to Suzhou and Hangzhou.
On Xiaoyu's side, Gao Ning's sudden appearance instantly broke her illusion of seclusion.
Early the next morning, I came to the bank with my husband excitedly, hoping to withdraw some money openly and leave the previous living environment as soon as possible.
Once you leave the capital, it’s not too late to think about how to change your appearance.
Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that all changes were under the control of her husband, Zhang Renfeng.
Under his ingenious arrangement, the two of them encountered robbers again during their trip to withdraw money.
The robbers were cruel and inhumane, threatening lives. Zeng Jing pretended to be an ordinary person and mingled with the crowd, trying to paddle through the crisis.
However, the husband is the other party's undercover agent and jumps out at the critical moment to attract the other party's attention.
Zeng Jing had no choice but to expose the fact that she knew martial arts when the opponent was slashing with a machete, and in the blink of an eye, she completed a series of dazzling moves, solved the robbers and then drifted away.
Back home, the couple sat across from each other at the Eight Immortals Table and remained silent for a long time.
Zeng Jing thought that the other party would ask where her kung fu came from, but Jiang Asheng was so honest and honest to the extreme that he gently opened it without asking anything.
To say that the past is just the past does not mean anything.
This deeply moved Zeng Jing.
Little did he know that the man sitting opposite was the driving force behind all events.
At the same time, the news that Xiao Yujian had returned to the world immediately touched Heishi's sensitive nerves.
King Chakravartin personally took action and led his men to fish the robbers out of the prison and interrogate them personally.
In just a few words, Zeng Jing's true identity was determined, and his current identity was locked.
That night, Zeng Jing added some extra seasonings when cooking, and Jiang Asheng fell asleep unknowingly after finishing the meal.
She reset her husband's sleeping point, laid him flat on the bed, and wrapped him in quilt.
After that, he lit all the lights in the house, opened all the windows, and finally took out the Bishui Sword hidden under the rain cover.
She sat on the bench, holding the sword in both hands, facing the moon outside the window, adjusting her state to the best with every breath.
She knew that leaving was no longer possible, and now she only had to face this option.
What kind of organization is Blackstone? She has worked for it for more than ten years and knows better than others.
However, having studied under Chakravartin King, she knew better what Chakravartin King wanted.
Therefore, with a ten thousandth chance of luck, she prepared to take a gamble.
Bet that Black Stone would not kill her directly, bet that she would be valuable to the Wheel King.
The moon rose very quickly, and I don't know how long it took. The wind chimes under the eaves suddenly swayed slightly, and several figures jumped in from the courtyard wall silently. They moved quickly and walked into the room without hesitation.
Zeng Jing remained motionless.
Lei Bin came over curiously, looked her up and down, and asked, "Is that her?"
The opera artist not far away looked calm. He looked at the decorations in the room and replied: "A person's appearance can be changed, but martial arts cannot be changed for a while. She breathed steadily, and moisturized her body with every breath.
Things are silent, which is the essence of the Drizzle Sword Heart Technique. Besides, she is still holding this sword in her hand. Do you think there might be a second person?"
Lei Bin was noncommittal.
At this time, a gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and a beautiful woman appeared beside the bed.
This woman has tall temples, white and tender skin, a well-proportioned figure, and her whole body naturally exudes beauty, like a succubus who seduces men all the time, making people want to stop.
A touch of powder was applied to her better face, making her look even more beautiful and attractive. However, her thin eyebrows and eyes that were so cold and devoid of human emotions declared the cruelty in her bones.
She turned to look at Zeng Jing, as if she wanted to see something, but no matter how she looked, the other party showed no reaction at all, as if he was ignoring her from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Chanqing lowered his head and looked at the man lying on the bed, his eyes flickered inexplicably, with a hint of charm.
"Is she the Xiao Yu that you have always missed?"
Her voice was soft, but her tone was very rude.
The opera master didn't even raise his eyelids, and hehehe said twice: "Where do you start talking about it? We seem to only mention it once in a while!"
Lei Bin was even more straightforward: "You can do whatever you want without taking us into consideration!"
Ye Chanqing sneered: "I never care about you!"
She suddenly made a loud noise, pulled out a long knife, and slashed mercilessly at Jiang Asheng on the bed.
If this knife cuts hard, Jiang Asheng will definitely be split into two, and heaven and man will be separated forever.
However, in the face of such a fierce attack, neither Jiang Asheng nor Zeng Jing remained indifferent.
Even the guy lying on the bed pretending to be unconscious didn't even have any instinctive reaction. It was as if he had really passed out and was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
Ding!
The moment the blade cut off, a hand gently pinched the back of the blade.
The movement was as light as pinching the wings of a butterfly, but between the tentacles, there was a sound of gold and iron.
Ye Chanqing raised his head and discovered that Chakravartin, who was wearing a black cloak and a black mask that half covered his face, with only two eyes exposed, had appeared beside the bed at some point.
He didn't pay attention to Ye Chanqing's actions. He gently raised the hand holding the knife, and Ye Chanqing involuntarily sheathed the knife with a clean and neat movement.
"He can't die yet! At least... he can't die yet!"
The hoarse voice of Chakravartin slowly appeared, as if a piece of coal had been swallowed in the throat.
Ye Chuanqing looked angrily and was obviously a little reluctant, but he still didn't say anything, took a step back and stood aside.
The Wheel King lowered his head and looked at Jiang Asheng, unconsciously touched the two beards on his lips, and suddenly walked towards Xiao Yu beside the Eight Immortals table.
"Was it just for him that we left without saying goodbye?"
Zeng Jing said nothing, her hand holding the Bishui Sword tighter and tighter.
There was no answer, and Chakravartin didn't mind either.
He looked at Zeng Jing's face carefully and nodded gently: "Li Guishou's craftsmanship, right? There are still no flaws like this! Do you want to die or live?"
Zeng Jing paused, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Are you willing to let me go?"
"I want Moro's body! Bring it to me and I will let you go, otherwise I will kill your husband first, then everyone who knows you, and then you!"
The Wheel King stood up straight and spoke calmly.
"There's one more thing I'm curious about. Your identity was accidentally exposed today, and it only took a stick of incense before and after we found your residence, but we have already found several wrapped packages in your room, as well as
There is a rented carriage from the Dongmen Carriage Shop. You were prepared in advance. This is strange. How did you know that we would find you recently?"
The Wheel King glanced at Zeng Jing and strode out: "Or...has someone else figured out your identity? This is interesting!"
