When I left the restaurant, I realized I was being followed. I pretended not to notice, bought 500 needles from an iron shop, rolled them up and wrapped them around my waist.
There was a special person driving the carriage for them. No one in the carriage knew whether they were poisoned. After leaving the city, the carriage followed a small road for less than a mile when the group of people came to kill them.
Qin Qinglan's people immediately formed a circle and prevented anyone from getting close to the carriage.
Qin Qinglan brought twelve people, and the other party came eight, all of them masked men holding sharp swords.
The murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger. No one moved, but the horse pulling the cart couldn't hold it back.
A pair of front hooves lifted up, making a frightening neighing sound...
Prince Jing opened the curtain of the carriage and saw the eight people rushing over...
Suddenly, a giant fox with snow-white fur and half purple tail descended from the sky like a heavenly soldier.
On the back of the giant fox is a man wearing a luxurious purple robe. The giant sword in his hand sweeps across the air, drawing a cold light.
Before Ye Yiran could see clearly who his sword was pointing at, the bodies of the eight men in black had been broken into two pieces...
I shuddered unexpectedly. Even if I kill someone, I have never seen anyone who can break a body with a sword. Is he a human or a god?
He whispered: "Ye Muchi..."
Ye Muchi put away his sword with a calm expression. There was no blood on his sword.
"Go back to the city early. Next time something like this happens, you won't be so lucky that you meet me."
Qin Qinglan jumped off the carriage and was polite to Ye Muchi: "Thank you!"
"Easy to do"
Ye Yiran took off an embroidered shoe and threw it to him, "I owe you this time. When I repay you, you can return the shoe to me."
Ye Muchi caught the shoe, remembering that Ye Yiran's technique was so accurate that night, and secretly doubted the fact that she was a fool.
How can a straw bag be so accurate many times? If he hadn't caught it last time, the shoe would have hit his head.
He glanced at Ye Yiran seemingly unintentionally, "The truth will be revealed when Miss Ye gets her shoes back."
As soon as Ye Muxi left, Qin Qinglan couldn't help but scold her, "Sister Ye, how can you, a woman, give your shoes to others casually?"
"I'll get it back later. When these eight people came over, they were so murderous that the horses were scared. Your people may not be able to beat them."
"Oh, but don't give him the shoes. Your reputation will be ruined if word spreads."
"How can he, who is as noble as he is, look down on me? This is just evidence that I owe him a favor."
Qin Qinglan was helpless towards her, but Anling Jingyang noticed something was wrong, "Qinglan, isn't it strange that Ye Muxi received Sister Ye's embroidered shoes?"
"Sister Ye, are you hiding something from us?"
Ye Yiran asked Cangtian speechlessly. These two people have rich imagination and understanding, and they have such a tacit understanding. They look like a pair of gay friends. "How is it possible? Look at him, he looks like an ice cube. He froze to death before he even got close to him."