Chapter 229

Jinniang didn't hear what the third master Yi Leng Huating said, but saw that his forehead was bruised, his hands were tightly grasping the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes were closed, his head was turned upside down, and his thick and long brows were knit into eyebrows. The tower seemed to be trying to suppress something.

Jin Niang's heart tightened when she saw it, and hurried over to pull him, who knew that as soon as he touched him, he trembled all over, and threw her away with one hand.

"Xianggong..." Seeing Leng Hua's whole body trembling, his eyes suddenly opened, and the original black jade-like phoenix eyes turned into glass red, and the cold hostility in the eyes made Jinniang shiver involuntarily. , I became more and more panicked, walked over, hugged his head into my arms, and called softly: "Sister... don't be afraid, Mr. I will accompany you, don't be afraid... everything is over .”

Her warm embrace and the faint fragrance of orchids moved Leng Huating to An Ning. He gradually calmed down and buried his head in Jinniang's arms, refusing to lift it up for a long time. Sour, he took a breath, raised his head, and his eyes had returned to the clear ink color.

Jinniang didn't ask anything, and pushed him into the back room. Some of the past was the pain of his life. She didn't want to expose his scars.

It was night, after Jinniang fell asleep, Leng Huating got up quietly, changed into black clothes, and sneaked out quietly, Feng'er and Man'er who were on duty didn't wake up at all.

He crouched on a tree in front of Yu'er's house, waiting quietly.

Sure enough, not long after, a figure approached Yu'er's room, with a small knife in his hand inserted into the crack of the door, with a light pick, the door opened, and the figure entered in a flash.

Yu'er was in pain, she was a light sleeper, when she suddenly heard the sound of the door latch, she knew that the man was coming, she stared at the curtain in panic, sure enough, not long after, that slender figure approached the bedside.

"Why are you being punished?" The voice was a little hoarse, as if afraid of being heard, he was deliberately holding his throat to speak.

"Your maidservant... stole Second Young Mistress's hairpin..." Yu'er hesitated for a moment before replying.

Before the words finished, the man raised his hand, slapped Yu'er twice, and said coldly, "Are you short of money?"

Yu'er was beaten with stares in her eyes, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive me, slave... slave is only interested in money, really... really likes that hairpin, so..."

"Is it really because you stole her things? You won't be seen by her." The man's voice was as cold as a ghost from hell.

"Really, the young mistress let the servant girl go. The servant... the servant was lucky and wanted to let her go. That's why she got angry. Master, please spare the servant. The servant really didn't let her go." What did she find out, she was just jealous, she wanted to put her own on the people around the master, so she targeted the slaves, please be careful." Yu'er endured the pain, knelt down on the bed, her body was trembling, It seemed that he was afraid of that person.

The man sneered when he heard this, and gradually approached Yu'er, and suddenly struck Yu'er's throat, and was about to sever Yu'er's neck, when something flew in and hit his arm, His hands stiffened and dropped down.

With a chill in his heart, he jumped up long and wanted to kill Yu'er again. A slender figure floated in from the window, and with a wrong hand, he held him up. He is not the opponent of the latecomer, after dozens of moves, he will find it very difficult to parry.

He was slightly astonished, he did not expect to meet such a person with such strong martial arts in a small maid's house, he seemed to have a familiar figure, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, he was suspicious, and even more so If he was distracted, the man's attack became even more fierce, and if he was not careful, the acupoints were blocked by that man.

Yu'er was already in a ball of fright on the bed, she shivered to the corner of the bed, carefully looked at the two figures fighting in the room, she just thought of a hole to hide in, her master obviously wanted to The one who killed her thought that her own person would die, but she didn't expect that someone would save her like a god descending. The figure of this person looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was, and she only hoped for him. It would be good if she could beat her master away, but just as she was thinking, that person actually restrained her master, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly glanced at the situation in the room.

Leng Huating was able to restrain the man with just a few moves. The man was wearing an iron mask, so he couldn't see his true face at all. However, he was too familiar with his aura. Even if he didn't uncover it, he would know that the man who is it.

He is also wearing a mask himself, he is really a brother, the method is the same, he can't help but sneer in his heart, he turned around in front of that person, turned around and kicked that person in the abdomen.

The man in black snorted, and fell to the ground straight like a pillar, Leng Huating didn't make a sound, and stepped on his chin again.

The man finally made a sound, tilted his neck, and squinted at Leng Huating: "Who are you? Why did you sneak into Prince Jian's mansion? Why did you do anything to me?"

Leng Huating looked at him contemptuously. At this moment, he still wanted to trick himself into talking so as to identify Xi's identity. Did he think he was that little boy who didn't understand anything six years ago?

The feet wearing boots added a little more force, and when they stomped hard on the face of the person on the ground, he cried out in pain.

Leng Huating was still feeling puzzled, so he took out a small dagger from his pocket, flipped it around a few times, compared it twice with the person on the ground, and then pointed at his left wrist without hesitation. When the pulse was cut off, the man's body jerked, and there was another cry of pain. Hearing his scream, Leng Huating felt that his heart was filled with joy. It was the first time he was able to walk for such a big gain. He really didn't expect it. This stupid pig, even a maid can lure him out, but he thought he was extremely smart.

After the man on the ground had his pulse cut, blood rushed straight from his left wrist. He was so painful that he hurriedly pressed it down with his right hand. Leng Huating, like a cat playing with a mouse, compared it to his neck again, tilting his head, as if thinking Do you want to cut his throat just like that? It’s really boring to let him die so quickly. Just like the third uncle said, there is more than one person who killed him... So he took the dagger and attacked that person again. Cut off the other wrist...

(End of this chapter)

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