Yuwen Haoyu looked at him in a little surprised. He thought Zhang Shaoliang was trapped in another place, but he never thought that he would find him here immediately.
"Don't panic, I've solved the problem with the Cao Mansion. Old Master Cao and Luo Ling are fine. I've settled them. You take Qing'er first and leave here to me."
Zhang Shaoliang quickly explained, and stood in front of Yuwen Haoyu with the attitude of being a guard, facing the prince of Fanbang, Xiling Jinli.
Yuwen Haoyu was very nervous about Luo Ling, who was in Cao's mansion, but when he heard Zhang Shaoliang say that they had been placed, he felt relieved.
However, because of this, he also wanted to let go of his hands to deal with the hateful guy Xiling, so he turned around and said to Black Panther: "Take Qing'er away first."
"But, Master..."
Black Panther looked at his waist's clothes that were penetrated by blood and said nervously: "Master, you'd better leave with me, your injuries..."
"I'm fine, I'll leave if I ask you to leave. There's so much nonsense. Do you want to disobey my orders?"
Yuwen Haoyu looked back and looked at him coldly. Black Panther was worried about his injuries, but he could not disobey the order, so he had to drag Qing'er who was crying and ready to leave, but Qing'er was extremely disagreeable.
"Don't worry about me, you don't care about me anyway, go away! Don't touch me..."
Qing'er pushed the black panther hard, and the black panther looked up at Yuwen Haoyu. When Yuwen Haoyu shook his eyes, the black panther seemed to have received an order. He raised his hand and knocked down his knife. Qing'er fell softly to him.
In his arms, Black Panther fought her on his shoulders, looked back at Yuwen Haoyu, and his voice was filled with anxiety: "Master, be careful."
"Um."
Yuwen Haoyu nodded, looked at Black Panther and Qing'er leaving the dangerous area, and then looked back at Zhang Shaoliang.
"Why don't you leave?" Zhang Shaoliang frowned slightly.
"I can't let you steal the credit by yourself. That guy is not only having a holiday with you."
Yuwen Haoyu laughed forcibly and grabbed the sword in his hand again. Just as he was about to get ready, he was suddenly pushed aside by Zhang Shaoliang: "When is it now? Why are you acting handsome? You don't want to die.
Is that right?"
Zhang Shaoliang looked at the blood oozing from his waist and said to himself, he wanted to kill that guy desperately because he wanted to avenge his father. What is this guy for? The court? It's ridiculous, is it necessary?
"Hello!"
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Zhang Shaoliang dissatisfiedly and rushed up alone. As soon as he opened his mouth, the pain was unbearable because he used a little strength. He leaned his hand and touched it, and his palm suddenly touched the wet area. It seemed that he was being slighted.
The guy released a lot of blood, so he had to get it back even more.
The next moment, he lifted his sword and rushed up again. He just couldn't swallow his breath. He just didn't want Luo Ling to suffer in vain. He wanted to get it back twice as much for her and himself. Humph! Damn guy
, I will pay it back sooner or later if I come out!
When Xiling Jinli saw the two of them attacking at the same time, a moment of panic flashed in her heart.
Not to mention two, even one, if he competes for strength, he probably won't have the upper hand. Yuwen Haoyu is not afraid of his poison. Zhang Shaoliang is very agile. Has the lesson he learned last time? I want to go again
It would be difficult to poison him.
Just as Xiling Jinli was scrambling the two of them, and it was getting more and more difficult...