(Second Update)

Everyone: "..."

"..." Su Zimo, whose face was sprayed all over, turned darker.

The smile on Nalanjing's face stiffened, and he said with a haha, and turned his head and left.

Su Shiqin and Rong Yu followed her tacitly.

Everyone: "..." Are you leaving now?

Everyone looked at Su Zimo again. The mighty Hou, who had never been easy to mess with, just stared at her back, gritted his teeth and wiped off the wine from his face.

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Su Shiqin followed Nalan Jing back to Princess Street, went to the mansion to Watson Yan to know his birthday today, and said that he would personally set up a bowl of longevity noodles for him to eat.

Su Shiqin didn't eat much at the banquet, and was really hungry. He sucked the bowl of noodles and finished eating it.

Su Shiqin stayed in the mansion until evening before returning. He came out with Nalan Jing and did not bring a guard when he left the mansion. Su Shirong was probably entangled with something and had not come to pick up people yet.

He was worried that Su Shiqin would go back to Nalanjing by himself, so he personally sent him back.

It is not far from Princess Street to Weiwu Hou Mansion, and it can be reached in a quarter of an hour.

There is a layer of warm light on the road at dusk, and in the cold winter, pedestrians are hurried on the road.

Nalanjing and Su Shiqin were riding in the same carriage. The two were nominal kids and brothers. Su Shiqin was still young and did not need to avoid suspicion.

The road to Shangjing is spacious, but the galloping carriage suddenly stopped. After asking, I realized that a tree suddenly fell down in the middle of the road.

Nalanjing was also surprised that the weather was not windy or rainy, so why did the tree fall down?

She lifted the curtain of the car and saw many people talking around the tree. It seemed that a carriage had just passed by. The coachman was distracted and hit the tree and broke the trunk, so that the tree would fall down. Fortunately, the people on the carriage were fine.

Nalanjing glanced at the tree again. The trunk was not thick, but the tree was tall. It was horizontally located in the middle, with lush branches and leaves. It was really hard to get over no one to deal with it.

The coachman waited for a long time, but saw that no one was dealing with the tree lying in the middle, so he simply turned around and walked on the other road and took a detour back to the Majestic Hou Mansion.

Nalanjing has never seen this road before. He lifted the curtain of the car and looked out. He saw that the road was getting narrower and narrower. There were old houses on both sides of the road. The corners were very narrow, and the carriage had to slow down...

The road was bumpy, and Nalan Jing was unstable and hit the wall of the car next to him. Just as he was about to put down the curtain, he suddenly saw several black shadows from the corner of his eyes...

When Ding Qing saw that several men in black rushed out from above the roof, holding silver-shining swords in their hands and swooped over.

Nalanjing pulled Su Shiqin and flew to the other side, and his long sword pierced the wall of the car. The next moment, the entire roof of the car was lifted out.

thrilling!

Nalanjing didn't have time to see more, so he pulled Su Shiqin and rolled down from the carriage and retreated to the corner of the wall.

Five men in black lined up in a row, raised the cold sword in their hands, pressing each step.

It was also at this moment that the sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out, and Su Shirong rushed over with the guards of the mighty Hou Mansion.

While they were distracted, Nalan Jing kicked a man in black on the wrist. When he was in pain, he snatched the sword in his hand and cut his arm with his backhand.

The man in black had a very good martial arts skills, and Nalan Jing succeeded completely to take advantage of his unpreparedness. The next moment, he condensed his internal strength in his palm and attacked the woman in front of him.

How could Nalanjing sit and wait for death? She leaned back, her soft waist was arcing, and the man in black fell into a blank space. When he stopped, Nalanjing turned over with the force, and the sword in her hand followed him and approached her eyes.

The man in black shook his pupils and took a few steps back in a thrilling way. Although he was not hit by the vital point, his chest was still cut by a knife, and blood was stained red.

On the other hand, Nalan Jing scattered the soft muscles on his body to Su Shiqin. Several men in black sucked a lot of medicine powder, their breath was messy and their attack power was not strong. Su Shiqin was not intact except for a little embarrassed, but the medicine in his hand was empty.

Su Shirong took the guards to pick Su Shiqin up with Princess Street. He learned that Nalan Jing had sent Su Shiqin back to his house, but he didn't stay for long. The broken tree blocked the way back and took another path. Unexpectedly, he would meet Nalan Jing and Su Shiqin and be assassinated.

He brought four guards out, and after sending the signal, he quickly drew his sword to join the battle.

The guards in the Majestic Hou Mansion have good martial arts skills, but the man in black is obviously better.

The guards stopped the man in black, and Su Shirong took Nalanjing and Su Shiqin to the entrance of the alley of the house.

Su Shiqin was dressed heavily and tediously today. As soon as he entered the alley, he was tripped on the ground by the hem of his skirt...

Five men in black, one was seriously injured by Nalan Jing, and four masters, two were entangled by the guards led by Su Shirong, while the remaining two pursued them relentlessly.

Nalan Jing had just helped Su Shiqin up, and a sword stabbed down from the wall. The entrance of the alley was narrow and there was nowhere to hide. She held the sword in one hand against the cut blade. The man in black condensed his inner breath. The sword in his hand suppressed her sword, suppressing it inch by inch. When the sword blade pressed on her neck...

Nalan Jing suddenly burst out with powerful force, bounced away the suppressed sword, quickly withdrew the sword in his hand, and hugged the wall to avoid the sword he had cut down, waiting for him to lose weight from the wall...

The opportunity came, she held the sword in both hands, poured all her strength, and pierced his abdomen with one sword.

It was also at this time that Su Shirong was blocked by another man in black.

"Put down the sword in your hand, otherwise I will kill him!" The dark voice of the man in black sounded.

Nalan Jing let go without hesitation, and she also thoughtfully kicked the sword.

The man in black was sure that she was not sensible, so he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and asked Nalanjing and the other two to eat it.

Nalan Jing took the bottle from him, nervously cut through the skin on the back of his hand, poured out three pills from it, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his calm face: "Will you die after taking this?"

The man in black was wearing a veil, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his murderous aura flashed: "I advise you not to make any effort to delay time. If you say something more, I will kill him immediately..."

His breath stagnated, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground with a "bang".

A trace of confusion flashed across Su Shirong's face. I wonder why the person fell down?

Before Nalanjing took a breath, he felt a stronger and more terrifying aura coming to his face.

She almost instinctively grabbed Su Shiqin beside her and avoided the slashing sword.

The sword fell into nothing, and the slender figure was like a ghost. It came to my eyes in an instant, and my aura was like the Shura hell, covering the cold alley.

Nalanjing protected Su Shiqin and stepped back step by step. When he retreated to a wall, he had no way to retreat. He looked at the man in black in front of him without any panic on his face.

They were both wearing black clothes, but the man in front of him was obviously thinner and extremely taller, even much taller than Su Shirong beside him. His face was wearing a black veil and his bangs were lightly covered, revealing a pair of beautiful, gloomy and evil eyes.

Nalan Jing saw at a glance that this was a boy less than fifteen or sixteen years old, but his skills were profound, and the four men in black combined were not as good as him. What a terrifying martial arts talent.
Chapter completed!