Someone was already blocking the door. Meng Xian then protected Ling Ziliang behind him. Meng Xian looked around, preparing to find a gap and pull Ling Ziliang to run.

At the same time, Princess Linglong, who was holding her head and listening to the sound of the carriage moving forward along the way, seemed a little weak, and kept her eyes slightly closed, while the maid next to him kept rubbing her shoulders. Sang Qiqi looked at the outside.

But the passing trees felt a little up and down, and she always felt something would happen.

Princess Linglong also felt Sang Qiqi's uneasiness, so she opened her eyes and asked, "Sang Qiqi, what's wrong with you? You're absent-minded."

Sang Qiqi came back to her senses and replied to Princess Linglong expressionlessly: "The princess is worried too much. Qiqi is nothing, but she hasn't slept well recently."

"Haha, can't you sleep well? Can you still have the same palace as this one?" Princess Linglong laughed.

"Qiqi dared not, but she was often worried about the princess, so she was a little uneasy." Sang Qiqi replied with a smile.

Princess Linglong waved her hand and signaled her maid to help her rub her legs, then continued to speak: "Unquit? What can you be worried about? I guess I'm worried that I'm dead. Your plan cannot be completed, right? What else can you worry about

?”

"Qiqi never thought so."

"Well, I know what you think. You and I are the ones who cooperate, and it is normal to worry, but I am not as fragile as you think and so easy to defeat. Look at it, my plan

It will not fail, and what promised you will naturally be completed." After saying that, Princess Linglong closed her eyes and pretended to sleep again.

Sang Qiqi still felt a little uneasy and worried when she looked at Princess Linglong. After all, there are so many things that need to be solved one by one, but she always feels that these things are related to each other. No matter what, as long as

It would be better if the little bun was not hurt. Thinking of this, a hint of comfort still appeared on Sang Qiqi's face.

At this time, in the Zuixian Tower, Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang stood back to back, walked out of a person, covered their heads and looked at Meng Xian fiercely, "Bastard, you just knocked me out, I want to give you some color

Look, let me all."

After giving the order, the pedestrian rushed up. Meng Xian looked at the corners of the people calmly and smiled: "A group of people who are overestimating their abilities, Ziliang finds a place to hide, I will quickly clean up these people.

Now.”

Ling Ziliang nodded and turned around to hide under the table, but turned around and patted Meng Xian on the shoulder and said, "Come on, the prince's spirit is with you, you must be careful."

Meng Xian got Ling Ziliang's support and was overjoyed. Looking at the group in front of him, they were just a group of ants. He knocked down two people, picked up a long bench beside him, threw it out, and turned the one who had just gotten up.

The two men started to shoot again and were fainted on the ground.

The others were a little scared and dared not come forward. They stood there. Meng Xian curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the people in front of him. Then he took out a golden needle from his arms and pinched it in his hand. The leader looked at the group of people and cursed.

: "They are all a group of useless cowards. I'm afraid of a few needles. I'm going to use a knife to cut it."

After hearing this, those people looked at the knife in their arms, and felt that there was a knife, so they pulled out the knife one by one and pounced on Meng Xian again. Meng Xian looked at the person who was chopping over and grabbed it with one hand.
Chapter completed!