A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 240
The five of them looked expectantly at the man on the bed.

who is it?Say it, who is it?

The man with a long scar on his face slowly raised his head, his eyes were dark, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know, that man is covering his face, so he can't see clearly."

Cut, don't say anything obvious.

Lu He didn't want to force him, so he quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of me being on Yandang Mountain, it was a disaster. Do you know what happened after I killed the tiger?"

This reversal immediately attracted attention, and the faces of the little people were filled with ignorance.

"After the tiger died, its good brother came out. He was a blind bear two meters tall, stronger than the tiger he killed..."

Zhao Jun, who was lying on the bed, closed her eyes, expressing that she was right in everything she said...

Until around ten o'clock in the evening, A Tao and Ming Yan came to call people. The young masters still had to go to the Imperial College tomorrow, so it was not advisable to go to bed late. The people in Tangli Garden dispersed and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

The crescent moon in the sky is like a hook, looming in the white clouds, accompanied by a few stars, and the faint breeze blows, and the garden is dark!
People are gone.

About another half an hour or so!

Wang Mao, who was crouching on the tree, stood up, took out a dagger from his boots, performed light work, and lightly landed on the window next to the main house. His sharp eyes looked into the house through the open sill window. Look.

He vaguely saw that the person had fallen asleep, put one hand on the window frame, jumped down like a swallow, landed in the room without a body, raised his dagger and walked to the bed.

"I didn't mention King An to anyone. After you kill me, you can go back to Master Lin, and you don't have to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

The room was completely dark, and when the man in black was two meters away from the bed, there was a hoarse voice!
Listening carefully, Wang Mao is a secret guard. He has a special hobby, that is, he often reads scriptures. He knows that if he is slow, he will be counter-killed. , The moment the hand raised the knife and fell, there was a numbness at the tiger's mouth, and it was shaken away abruptly. A crutch struck, and he kicked the bed to avoid it with his strength, and flew two meters away.

"You didn't promise me, I don't want to be killed by you yet. My legs are disabled, and she insisted on leaving me a crutch, saying that it would be convenient to use just in case. I never thought that it could be used as my weapon."

The hoarse voice mocked secretly in the night.

When his legs were broken, Wang Mao was also at the scene. He knew that this man was very strong in martial arts. At that time, he used his father as a threat, and the other party was caught without a fight. Now, he can only chop the mess quickly: "Okay, I promise you, you can die in peace. , Take your life."

Quickly raised the knife and stabbed at the person on the bed, the other person also closed his eyes, looking as if he was dying.

You love me, the knife is getting closer and closer to people, only one step away, and the result will come when conditions are ripe!
A stone hit the hand holding the dagger with a force, and the stone was an ordinary stone.

But, thrown out by the master with internal force, it became a very powerful stone.

There was a throbbing pain at the bone knot in the hit hand, and the knife he was holding fell to the ground.

This is not the strength that ordinary people can throw.

Wang Maorui looked out the window and said calmly, "Who?"

A middle-aged man walked slowly out of the sill window, his appearance could not be seen in the faint light of the crescent moon, he could only slightly see the fat hazy figure: "With me here, you are destined to not be able to kill this person tonight, don't you hurry up?" Go away quickly."

The faint voice seemed to say: Have you eaten supper yet?
His voice is full of confidence in his own martial arts!
The oriole is behind.

(End of this chapter)