Miss Gu, the palace has clear rewards and punishments, you..."
Gu Chunuan interrupted coldly, "You call me Miss Gu to prove that I'm not from the palace. Since I'm not from the palace, don't try to scare me with the rules of the palace."
"Swish, brush, brush..."
Eight figures jumped out directly, splitting Gu Chunuan and Qiu'er into two, with a speed comparable to that of a cheetah.
With just one glance, Gu Chunuan knew that those eight people were good at martial arts, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to deal with them at all.
Qiu'er panicked and her body couldn't stop shaking.
Gu Chunuan turned his head and looked at Ye Jinghan, narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
"Don't you like teasing beautiful men? I want your maid to experience the skills of my subordinates first." Ye Jinghan emphasized the word "skills".
Nest.
This happened hundreds of years ago, but I still remember it.
This guy's mind is narrower than that of a woman.
She finally understood that Ye Jinghan was a vengeful little man, the kind who held grudges very much.
"The skills of your subordinates are naturally excellent. In my opinion, there is no need to experience them."
"I think...it is very necessary."
"Ye Jinghan, don't go too far." Gu Chunuan stopped dozing off.
The majestic God of War, the Prince, is not ashamed to deal with a little maid who has no power to tie a chicken.
"I know that you are good at Qinggong. If you can defeat the eight of my servants before they take Qiu'er away, I will let him go."
Gu Chunuan wanted to beat him to death.
Ye Jinghan is clearly trying to make things difficult for others. What about the eight peerless masters? Do they think she is a god?
Does he dare to be more shameless?
"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Don't you, the majestic prince, even understand this principle?"
"Everyone in the world knows that this king is murderous and cruel and bloodthirsty. How kind do you expect me to be?"
Gu Chunuan gritted his teeth, "Okay, as you said, as long as I can defeat the servants before they take Qiu'er away, you are not allowed to pursue my visit to the brothel, let alone embarrass Qiu'er."
"good."
The cold and thin lips of the night scene slightly uttered a word, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes were as bright as stars.
Qingfeng Xue doesn't have any hope for her.
These eight people are all third-level masters, which is extremely rare. She is not even a first-level person. How can she have the confidence to defeat them?
However, what surprised them was that these eight people didn't even take a single move against Gu Chunuan, and they all fell down with a thud.
"Hiss..."
Qingfeng Xingxue stared at that scene in disbelief with her eyes wide open.
"Why did they all fall down? You used poison on them? Impossible, they are third-level masters, how could they be easily poisoned by you."
"Who said I used poison? I used anesthetics." Gu Chunuan searched for memories in his mind.
It is probably known that there are seven levels of martial arts in this world, and each level is divided into upper, middle and lower levels. Those who can reach the first level are considered good. Generally, the martial arts of the Escort Bureau and Ouchi guards can only be called excellent martial arts at most.
I can't even touch the edge at first level.
Level 3 is indeed a master.
The breeze and snow darkened my face.
Who would take anti-anesthetics? Only she can do such low-level tricks.
A cold light flashed in Ye Jinghan's eyes.
Even he... was almost deceived by Gu Chunuan.
As soon as the eight of them came out, Gu Chunuan had drugged them without leaving any trace, but she deliberately diverted the attention of the eight of them through him, causing them to fall directly into trouble.
It's really embarrassing for a third-level master to fall for a little girl with no internal strength.
What struck him most was Gu Chunuan's method of poisoning, and how the anesthetic could paralyze eight masters in an instant.