Ximen Qing laughed: "Pan Jinlian, don't put anything in front of me! I know your background better than anyone else!"
"You used to be just a lowly slave. Do you think you are really superior because you became Wu Zhi's wife?"
"I can tell you that your man Wu Zhi is already a piece of meat on the chopping board, and he will be slaughtered sooner or later! If you have any brains, just follow me obediently, and you can still get some benefits."
"Otherwise, you will only become a tool in the end! When the officials are done venting their anger, you will be thrown into the deep palace to fill the well, and you will die in a corner without anyone caring about you!"
Li Ping'er immediately jumped up, grabbed a stone from the side and threw it towards Ximen Qing.
"You're the one who's going to die!"
This Li Ping'er is usually pretty and doesn't have much strength, but the stone she threw was so heavy and accurate.
Hearing an "Ouch" sound, the stone hit Ximen Qing's face, causing his head to bleed immediately!
Ximen Qing covered his bleeding forehead and cursed angrily: "Bitch!"
Then, he immediately reached out and rushed toward Li Ping'er.
Although Ximen Qing has become an eunuch, his strength is still there, and Ximen Qing's hands are about to choke Li Ping'er.
At this time, Pan Jinlian's hand suddenly raised.
His seemingly slender and white palm gently blocked Ximen Qing's wrist, and then his soft hand was swept by a strong wind and hit Ximen Qing's face.
This slap passed by, and with a "pop!" sound, Ximen Qing's body suddenly flew into the air, spun around a few times, and then fell heavily to the ground!
When he landed, a small porcelain bottle rolled out of his arms.
This porcelain vase happened to fall among the flowers and plants nearby. Because the location was relatively hidden, Ximen Qing himself did not realize it.
At this time, Ximen Qing was already filled with rage! He covered his swollen face and quickly got up from the ground.
Then he took out the golden token from his arms and shouted loudly: "Thirteen Taibao! Make this bitch named Li Ping'er a widow for me, beat her muscles, and peel off her skin!"
When Ximen Qing finished speaking, 13 black shadows suddenly appeared quickly. One of them rushed out and rolled towards Li Ping'er with an extremely fierce momentum.
"Sister, save me!"
Li Ping'er hurriedly hid behind Pan Jinlian. At the same time, Yan Xijiao, who was not far away, immediately picked up a broom from the corner and threw it to Pan Jinlian.
"Sister, catch it!"
The broom made a parabola in the air. Pan Jinlian's slender and tender hands firmly grasped the broom.
At this time, the woman in black had already rushed forward.
But when Pan Jinlian shook her hand slightly, the broom suddenly moved in a circle.
The broom in his hand was swung into the wind, and the broom handle hit the black shadow's stretched out hand very accurately.
The woman in black was pushed back two steps by Pan Jinlian, her body paused slightly, and then she rushed towards Pan Jinlian with a faster and more violent momentum!
Pan Jinlian is holding the broom in her hand. Although it looks a bit funny, the broom seems to come to life as soon as it enters Pan Jinlian's hand!
Whether it's the broom handle or the broom tail with bamboo threaded through it, it feels like a weapon when it falls into Pan Jinlian's hands.
Pan Jinlian used it very accurately, hitting the woman in black's joints just right every time.
Every attack of the woman in black will be repelled by Pan Jinlian. No matter how subtle her moves are and how powerful her claws are, there is still no room for use!
The two of them fought for more than a dozen moves, but the woman in black couldn't stand it. She stepped back suddenly and stood more than ten steps away. She coldly said from her mouth: "You actually know the Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick technique that has been lost for many years?
