Qin Dynasty snare people

Wow~

The slender blade of the Jing Salamander Sword is surrounded by a whirlpool of translucent pink sword energy. As the Jing Salamander's eyes are cold, the murderous intention that has been hidden for several years bursts out, and an almost substantial thin sword energy comes out with a swing of the sword. Sharp and swift, he slashed at Madam Mingzhu.

He had no intention of continuing to communicate with Mrs. Mingzhu.

Regarding this, Luo Yan's heart tightened, and he had no time to stop him. He never thought that Jing Salamander would kill people at the slightest disagreement, and even summoned the Jing Salamander Sword. He never thought that Jing Salamander's strength would go further and reach the level of Reached the master state.

How many grandmasters can there be in this world?

How easy would it be for a swordsman at the master level or a swordsman with a background as a killer to hack someone to death?

If Luo Yan, a burden, hadn't been leaning on Jing Salamander's arms, this sword would have been enough to kill Madam Mingzhu in an instant. Unless she had some strange magic, or had practiced the most powerful external skills, there was no way she could survive.

However, even if she was dragged down by Luo Yan, this sword was not something that Mrs. Mingzhu could easily withstand. She even turned around to avoid it and it was too late. All she could do was circulate her inner energy and strike out with a palm. The purple-black inner force shook the surrounding heaven and earth. The force turned into billowing ripples and collided with the sword energy.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the palm power could no longer be maintained. It was chopped into pieces by the sword energy, cutting open Madam Mingzhu's palm print. Blood instantly overflowed, and the sharp sword energy directly shattered Madam Mingzhu's sleeves, revealing the white jade-like flesh. The beautiful arm was trembling slightly at this moment, and blood was slowly dripping down the fingers.

This sword almost crippled one of Madam Mingzhu's arms. Fortunately, it was just the sword energy and was not blessed by a magical weapon such as the Frightening Salamander Sword. Otherwise, the ending would not have been so good.

Madam Mingzhu's charming face calmed down for a moment. Her beautiful eyes looked coldly at Jing Salamander holding the Jing Salamander Sword and Luo Yan, who was leaning in her arms pretending to be dead. Especially Luo Yan, he took a hard look. As if he wanted to remember his appearance in his heart and never forget it, without saying a word or even a harsh word, he fled out of the house, obviously unwilling to face the Frightened Salamander any more.

The Frightened Salamander frowned slightly, wanting to continue the pursuit. As a killer, she was not the kind of person who liked to leave her tail on when doing things.

Almost when Jingli had this idea, Luo Yan hugged her waist and said feebly: Leave her alone and take care of me first. My chest hurts. Please rub it for me.

Jingli's cold eyes instantly looked at Luo Yan in his arms. Feeling Luo Yan's strong arms, he pursed his lips and said, It's a disaster if you keep her. She looks at you with determination. Now It won’t end like this, you have to think clearly.”

She knew that Luo Yan was pretending to be dead, so she couldn't rub it for him.

If it had been before, it would have been fine. If you cared about it, you would be in trouble. You would never let Luo Yan succeed, but now it is naturally impossible.

I'll take care of it, please.

Seeing that he couldn't pretend to be dead, Luo Yan laughed dryly, stood up slowly, no longer resting in the arms of Jing Salamander, and explained.

Never get yourself caught up in the love of your children.

Jingyu looked at Luo Yan seriously and reminded her, just like a big sister educating her younger brother, she didn't want Luo Yan to do somersaults on women.

As he spoke, he frowned slightly and reached out to gently wipe the blood from the corner of Luo Yan's mouth.

She had just felt that Luo Yan's body was relatively stable and he was not seriously injured, but the blood at the corner of his mouth was undoubtedly a bit dazzling.

Don't rub it, I plan to leave it to Zi Nu and Yan Lingji... Luo Yan thought for a while and planned to spray some more later. Anyway, he had enough energy and blood to withstand no matter how much spray he sprayed. In contrast, However, Jingyu's concern was rare, which moved him deeply.

My love for her and Xiao Yan'er is not in vain!

Almost at the moment when Luo Yan's thoughts came to an end, two piercing sounds came from behind him. The breath was very familiar. Apart from Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji, who else in the house could come so quickly.

Mo Ya and a group of net boys pretended to be dead the whole time... Originally the net boys were about to take action, but Mo Ya slapped his forehead and stopped him with words.

Feeling the breath of the two women, Luo Yan couldn't restrain his injuries for an instant. A lot of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and stained his clothes. Even the breath on his body became much weaker and feeble.

...

Jing Salamander's cold and penetrating eyes also blinked, looking at Luo Yan's coquettish operation, he pursed his lips, not knowing how to evaluate it.

Is there such an operation? !

However, what Jing Salamander said before undoubtedly seemed worthless at this moment. Will the man in front of him be bound by the love between his children?

Brush~

Two fragrant winds hit their faces. Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji both came after hearing the news. Their speeds were almost the same. In terms of physical strength, the two women were about the same, with different emphasis. However, for Luo Yan, strength could only be Divided into Frightened Salamander and others, there is nothing to compare.

Can Luo Yan still let Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji fight against their enemies?

If that's the case, wouldn't the Mo Crow and Snare Killer he raised become freeloaders!

Mo Crow and the Snare Killer:...

Yan Lingji supported Luo Yan and looked at Luo Yan's pale and weak appearance, especially the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. This was the first time she saw Luo Yan so embarrassed and weak, and she was immediately frightened. Even though she was angry, her beautiful eyes were fierce. He looked at Jing Salamander holding the sword and said, Didn't sister stop her?

Zi Nu looked at Luo Yan worriedly, and then looked at Jing Salad in confusion. Judging from the energy Jing Salad had just exploded, he was even above Wei Zhuang, so how could he not stop Madam Mingzhu.

This courtyard is Mrs. Mingzhu's yard. It's obvious who Luo Yan was beaten by. What's more, they also saw Mrs. Mingzhu's fleeing figure just now.

I'll let Mo Crow and the others hunt her down!

Yan Lingji said fiercely, with such energy that she looked like leading her family members to kill Xiao San.

Luo Yan didn't stop when he heard the words, but his weak body softened and leaned towards Zi Nu, his head directly resting on her fragrant shoulder, and his mood was as high as a pig holding cabbage, powerless. He hummed twice to show that he had no objection.

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she immediately called out Mo Crow, asking Mo Crow to lead his men to hunt him down, regardless of life or death.

Mo Ya, who was watching the whole process, glanced at Luo Yan, who opened his eyes slightly. With a bitter feeling in his heart, he cupped his hands and said, No!

Immediately, he took his younger brothers to search the city.

Are you okay~

Zi Nu couldn't care less about Luo Yan's romance. Looking at Luo Yan's dead appearance, the resentment in her heart dissipated a bit, and she asked.

My chest hurts.

Luo Yan moaned without any illness, looking like he was about to die.

Yan Lingji had no doubts, but Luo Yan's blood spurted out like tomato juice, spilling out a little bit every time he said a word. The shocked Salamander looked a little doubtful that Luo Yan was really like this.

Send someone to ask for Miss Duanmu, the descendant of the medical family, and... forget it!

Zi Nu originally wanted Mr. Nianduan to come over, but she thought that Luo Yan's death appearance was caused by Mrs. Mingzhu. After all, it was not suitable for too many people to know about this kind of thing, as it would have an impact on Luo Yan's reputation.

Today's Luo Yan is not Mr. Barefoot in Korea before. He is the Marquis of Yueyang of the Qin State, the Imperial Tutor, the Dean of the Academy, etc. If it is revealed that he has an affair with the Korean lady, Mrs. Mingzhu, or even He was also seriously injured by the other party because of the breakdown of his relationship. This gossip news could instantly resound throughout the Seven Kingdoms.

The impact was huge, absolutely sensational!

Zi Nu had to think a little more.

Even if Mr. Nianduan doesn't spread the word, the impact will not be good after all.

Jingli didn't know what to say for a moment, not caring, nor blaming, let alone anything else. She wanted to be out of sight, out of mind, but if she left now, Luo Yan's drama might be in vain. After all, she Still don't want to embarrass Luo Yan.

Just pet him!

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the other side.

Mo Ya was leading dozens of snare killers to hunt down Mrs. Mingzhu, and soon stopped Mrs. Mingzhu. The entire Xianyang City was Luo Yan's territory. It was really too easy to catch Mrs. Mingzhu, who was unfamiliar with the place. It’s even said that it’s not difficult at all.

lady!

Mo Ya did not let the Snare Killer take action against Madam Mingzhu, and even bowed his hands in a very respectful manner.

I never thought that a small character next to Ji Wuye would now become a prominent figure in the Qin State, and could even control my life and death~

Madam Mingzhu looked at Mo Ya coldly with her long and narrow beautiful eyes, with a dangerous smile on her lips, and said coldly.

Even though one arm is half disabled at this moment, she still has the aura of a noble woman, facing all situations calmly. In fact, if she had not met Luo Yan, she would not have ended up like this. How could she have ever said the word pathetic? reason?

If you fall in love, you will fall in love. If your dream is broken, it will be broken.

How deep the love is, how deep the hatred is!

Mo Crow doesn't dare. We are not here to hunt down Madam. Marquis Yueyang is worried about Madam's safety and ordered us to protect Madam.

Mo Ya didn't get Luo Yan's signal and could only say this.

There were so many women just now, Luo Yan only gave her a look, and he didn't speculate much about the meaning. But one thing is certain, Luo Yan definitely did not indicate that they should kill Mrs. Mingzhu. If they really killed her, Luo Yan would not act like that. Lots of drama.

Why, Luo Lang wants to imprison me?

Mrs. Mingzhu said in an extremely ambiguous tone, but her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

I didn't know... Mo Ya secretly complained in his heart. This job really wasn't done by humans. No matter how he did it, it wouldn't be good. It just wouldn't work if he didn't do it. It's not as easy as killing someone.

Marquis Yueyang did not give any orders, let alone restrict Madam's freedom. If Madam wants to leave, we will never dare to stop her. However, if Madam wants to stay in Xianyang, we also need to protect Madam's safety.

Mo Ya thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

In any case, it is obvious that Mrs. Mingzhu cannot be allowed to come again. At least the current Tutor's Mansion is not suitable for Mrs. Mingzhu to enter again.

Tell him that I will come back to find him. As he said, he belongs to me alone, whether dead or alive...

There was a hint of complexity in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes, and she snorted coldly and headed out of the city. She didn't want to stay here anymore, especially when she learned that this person was going to marry the Lord of the Yin Yang Family, she was even more furious, but she didn't. Whatever you do, after the anger, reason returns.

She knew very well that it was impossible for her to change anything by herself, not even to take revenge on Luo Yan.

Xianyang is not Xinzheng, South Korea, and Luo Yan is no longer the painter who she was able to manipulate.

Everything has changed.

Whether it’s a person or a heart!

If Luo Yan knew what Mrs. Mingzhu was thinking, he would definitely retort loudly: His heart has never changed, and his person has not changed at all. He is still the same young man who lacked love!

Mo Ya looked at Madam Mingzhu's leaving figure, hesitated for a moment, and escorted her for a short distance with his men. He didn't stop until Madam Mingzhu left the city.

There is obviously no need to worry about the safety of Mrs. Pearl. As long as she does not meet a master-level figure, it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with her. The tide banshee is never a decoration in the night. She is very good at playing with people's hearts. Her illusion skills are even more superb, coupled with her poisonous skills. , definitely a ruthless character.

Until he met Luo Yan and was played in turn.

Of course, it’s hard to say who is playing who. Only they know the specific truth.

The departing Madam Mingzhu glanced at Xianyang with hatred. She would not forget everything today. She bit her lip lightly, with a yandere look in her eyes. She hated, loved and thought about it, and whispered to herself: Luolang, Your bride can only be me!

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Today’s events have led to a conclusion. In this world with unscientific force, picking up girls is risky. Just like those modern girlfriends studying medicine, you never know what your girlfriend is thinking, especially When you have a conflict, she is dissecting something with a scalpel...

In modern times, we think more about moral and legal constraints, but in ancient times, especially in this era, Mrs. Pearl was able to take action.

Oh~

Luo Yan groaned innocently, as if the injury on his chest was really painful. He stopped spraying blood because he had to follow the conservation of matter.

Duan Murong knelt down beside the couch quietly and was taking Luo Yan's pulse. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes had a reassuring power. The only thing that was abrupt was Luo Yan's insistent call at that moment.

Is Luo Yan weak?

He must be hard when he should be hard, and he must be soft when he should be soft. Blindly seeking to be hard will only have the opposite effect.

As the old saying goes, a child who can scream will get milk.

In the same way, if you don't do anything miserable, how can you win sympathy? But this trick is obviously ineffective against Duan Murong. No matter how Luo Yan disguises himself, even if he uses his inner breath and blood to disguise himself, his own condition will not change. Therefore, Duan Murong He was a little confused, his beautiful slender eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked at Luo Yan in confusion.

Because Luo Yan was obviously fine, but his pulse and breath were sluggish.

Unless Luo Yan is pretending.

Duan Murong thought for a while and asked tentatively: Brother Luo, are you... are you pretending?

She said this with a little lack of confidence. After all, this was the first time she had encountered this kind of thing. Who would pretend to be sick?

If Luo Yan wasn't pretending, then she could only go back and seek help from her teacher.

I still haven't hidden it from you.

Luo Yan suddenly stopped feeling miserable, blinked his eyes, his eyes brightened a little, and smiled.

Duan Murong was puzzled: Why?

For the sake of family harmony, Ronger, you don't want my family to be broken up, so you have to help me!

Luo Yan held Duan Murong's hand tightly and said seriously.

There is a saying that Duanmu Rong's hands, which have been collecting herbs in the mountains all year round, are unexpectedly soft and her skin is smooth.

Duan Murong twitched her hand, her pretty face turned red, her almond-shaped eyes were a little more embarrassed, and she whispered softly: Brother Luo, I promise you, please let go first.

After being educated by her master, Duan Murong was obviously somewhat different from Luo Yan.

We haven’t seen each other for a while, and you don’t even hold my hand anymore, man... Luo Yan let go of his hand and started to make up a story: Rong'er, haven't you always wanted to know about my past? In fact, I have some sad ones. Past events involved a woman.

I once fell in love with a noble lady, but his family wanted to send her to the palace to become a queen...

Duan Murong gradually became fascinated.

PS: I’m a little late coming back