Zhu Xiu appeared with two followers in black and attacked the opponent without saying a word.
At first, the man just defended and dodged. After a few moves, he turned his left hand slightly and pulled out a delicate crescent knife from his wide sleeve.
The dead leaves fell with the wind, and under the man's scattered forehead hair was a pair of cold eyes.
Once his crescent sword is unsheathed, it will inevitably draw blood.
There was only one exception seven years ago - it was a hot afternoon when he was forced to use a crescent knife to demonstrate how to cut a watermelon to the young lady from the Zhenguo Palace.
But it was only that one exception, and there would never be a second time.
As soon as the man's thoughts stopped in his heart, he jumped up holding the scimitar in his hand.
At the same moment, the girl behind him who was wearing a crimson skirt narrowed her eyes slightly, the silver needle flew away from her fingers, the needle tip broke through the wind, and in just a moment, it sank into the back of his neck accurately.
The man's body froze, and the crescent knife in his hand fell to his feet before any blood could be seen.
He turned back to look with difficulty.
There was a cold look between the girl's delicate brows and eyes.
Now that we have seen him use the crescent knife with his left hand, which proves the guess is correct, if we don't kill him now, why are we waiting? Do we want to stay and watch his martial arts performance?
When it comes to appearance, it's really not as good as street performers.
"..."
The man fell down unwillingly.
the second time.
It's her again.
"How do you plan to deal with this person?" Zhu Xiu asked in a respectful tone.
"It's not appropriate to take him back to the city at this time. Let's tie him up to the nearest village."
Naturally, the Xu family also had a village outside the city, and there was more than one. The largest one nearby was located on the bank of Xiang Lake three miles away. It was the dowry of her biological mother.
Zhu Xiu immediately agreed.
Seeing that the group of people left quickly and skillfully covered up the traces of the fight at the scene, the secret guard who held his breath and hid behind the bushes also left the place quietly.
When he rushed back to Qingyu Temple, Wu Chao was accompanying his mother in the Zen room, eating the temple meal.
Seeing the young man drink a bowl of porridge, Mrs. Xu was very satisfied.
This porridge is called marriage porridge. Regardless of whether it works or not, just treat it as a lucky porridge.
"When the son has eaten, the mother will use it slowly."
Wu Chao wiped his hands, stood up, bowed and left.
Mrs. Xu ignored him and ate the food in a good mood.
When Wu Chao left the Zen room, the secret guard appeared.
"Why are you back so soon?" Wu Chao asked.
The secret guard was silent.
He also felt it was quite fast.
But it really can't help.
The secret guard recounted what happened: "... That man looked really strong, but before he could take action, he was stabbed with a silver needle by Miss Xu and passed out."
He understood the unwillingness in the man's eyes when he fell, and he also understood the humiliation of being a master but losing without a fight.
Although Wu Chao was surprised, he couldn't help but laugh.
"very good."
The secret guard was confused.
The young master sent him there, but he couldn't do anything to help Miss Xu. How could he be "very good"?
Wu Chao walked away with his hands behind his back.
It’s really strange to say——
When he first got to know Xu Mingyi, he had already seen the fierce general's aura in her even before they met, and because of the happy event and the Xu family's attitude, he seemed to only think that Miss Xu from the Zhenguo Palace was an attractive person.
A fire pit from which there is no return.
Now it seems that it is indeed very easy to make someone go away with no return, so we must not offend her easily.
But he suddenly felt that this was good.
If he had a daughter, he would also hope to raise her to be like this, so that she could be pampered at home and be able to protect herself outside.
And he should be a competent father.
As soon as this thought appeared, the young man's face suddenly looked strange.
He doesn't even want to marry a wife, but he directly wants to raise a daughter. Is it fair to say that?
The young man raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The red thread hasn't been tied to him yet, so now it's over the relationship with his children?
…
The wind blows across Xiang Lake, raising gentle waves in the water.
In the village by the lake, a young girl is sitting in the hall, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand. The light green tea soup is swaying gently, just like the lake surface rippled by the breeze outside the courtyard.
The middle-aged man, whose hands and feet were tied and thrown to the ground, opened his eyes with difficulty and slowly glanced around with blurred vision.
"woke up?"
The girl's cold voice reached his ears, but his body immediately tensed up.
Following the voice, he looked up with great effort. The man gritted his teeth, gathered some strength, and said, "You can win like this without force. Even if you capture me, I won't accept it."
"Victory without force?"
Xu Mingyi sneered: "Can you call it legitimate and honorable to attack a weak woman who is no more than thirteen years old?"
As for the question of whether to accept or not--
Xu Mingyi looked at Azhu.
Azhu understood and stepped forward.
To be honest, she most likes to hear other people say that she is dissatisfied in front of girls.
Ah Zhu took out a row of silver needles and stabbed them into the opponent's body one by one.
Although it is not as satisfying as stabbing a knife directly, the girl said that this one has more stamina.
The man gritted his teeth and endured.
It's just a mere pain from acupuncture, and the little girl is still a little girl, trying all kinds of fancy but useless tricks.
However, after Azhu inserted the last needle into his arm, the man suddenly felt bursts of pain in his originally numb and weak limbs.
In just a short moment, the pain spread from the limbs to the whole body, and became more and more intense, as if there were countless worms gnawing crazily in the body!
This needle is poisonous!
In an instant, his whole body was covered in cold sweat. The man looked ferocious in pain, his veins popped out, and his body couldn't help but curl up.
"I expected you to be tough, so I wasn't polite to you. Now I ask a question and you answer. If you answer to my satisfaction, I will detoxify you." Xu Mingyi looked at the man struggling in pain without feeling pity at all.
The really pitiable people are Cousin Qing, who is not sure whether she is alive or dead, and Mrs. Yong'an Bo Shizi and Cousin Wei who are waiting for Cousin Qing to come home.
"You...if you really have the ability, just kill me with one knife..."
The man looked at her with red eyes.
"Stop talking such meaningless nonsense. Whether I kill you or not, that's all my ability. Whether you die or not is not up to you."
Xu Mingyi looked at him and asked in a cold voice: "Where is the girl you knocked unconscious and took away that day in the bamboo forest? Is she still alive now?"
The man gritted his teeth tightly, but an even greater pain hit him again, as if it was going to tear him apart, and it was enough to make him lose his mind.
Say it and you will be liberated!
A voice in my head struggled.
He made a voice almost uncontrollably: "I don't know if she is still alive... I just acted according to Zhan Qian's instructions..."
Xu Mingyi frowned.
"Where did you take her that day?"
"In a...a separate courtyard...the woman before was also taken there..."
Xu Mingyi's expression changed slightly.
That woman from before?
Are there other women who have been kidnapped?!
She stood up and asked: "Where is that other courtyard -"
"West of the city..."
The man struggled to say: "Qingyu Lane...the second family."
