How could Gan Sha and Kun Sha tolerate Cheng Qiao's anger? They rushed out of the house in an instant. Two cold long swords were crossed on the neck of a tall man holding an umbrella and a sword.

"Um...what are you going to do?"

"I tell you, don't mess around. I am a palace guard. If I kill the palace guard without permission, not only will all of you die, but the family will also be implicated!"

The man felt the coldness on his neck, and felt the terrifying murderous aura superimposed by Qian Sha and Kun Sha. His face was filled with fear and anger, thinking that these two people were desperadoes, and he said with a rather harsh expression.

The expressions of the two of them were still cold, without any change. Not to mention the palace guards, even the two ministers, Wang Gong and Wang Gong, had not assassinated each other before. Who are they?

But since this man mentioned that he was a palace guard, the person who was qualified to be protected by the palace guard was either a Korean prince or a disciple of the Korean clan.

In order not to cause trouble for Cheng Qiao, the two of them did not take action without permission, but they could not see how arrogant this man was. Gan Sha and Kun Sha looked at each other and started to take action at the same time. One of them took the umbrella directly, leaving the man in the heavy rain. Among them, one person immediately surrendered his weapon.

It's over, it's over, these two people dared to be so arrogant after hearing that he was a palace guard, they must be desperadoes!

"Boss, why are you..."

"Come quickly, the leader is being held hostage."

A man appeared at the entrance of the courtyard holding an umbrella. His relaxed and joking expression instantly changed, and he quickly shouted loudly behind him.

The next moment, a dozen men in powerful clothing and holding sharp knives quickly poured into the small courtyard, drew their swords, and surrounded Gan Sha and Kun Sha in the middle of the heavy rain.

At this moment, Cheng Qiao stepped out of the house, and Jing Salaman walked silently behind Cheng Qiao and held up an oil-paper umbrella to block the heavy rain. Half of his body was exposed to the heavy rain.

Then the Jing Salamander looked at the courtyard with cold eyes. All the restrained murderous aura that had been baptized by the Tao Sutra suddenly burst out. The sword intention stirred up the power of heaven and earth, and an invisible and powerful force swept out. The wind and rain in the courtyard suddenly stagnated, and time It seemed as if it had stopped at this moment.

'Drop your arms or die!'

The cold and indifferent voice echoed in the ears of the palace guards in the courtyard. The palace guards wanted to speak, but found that they could not speak. Just when they were extremely anxious, the pressure on their bodies suddenly relaxed.

"Everyone, don't be like this. Don't be like this. If you have something to say, please speak it up."

"Everyone comes here to take shelter from the rain, which is a kind of fate."

"Sir, your distinguished guest has agreed to give up the place. You see..."

The elders in the village were frightened when they saw the scene in the courtyard. Fortunately, they had been soldiers and were quite courageous. They quickly suppressed the fear in their hearts and persuaded them.

He didn't dare to let the two sides fight, otherwise no matter who wins or loses, who lives or dies, the village may be implicated. With his eyesight, it is not easy to see the origin of this unknown party.

The leading palace guard didn't want to surrender like this, but there was a group of big shots behind him.

But with the sword on his neck, the strength of the stunning beauty who suddenly appeared was so terrifying that if we really wanted to fight with just the few people around him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do anything good, unless the rest of the people were added to the fight.

That's all, there's no need to gamble with his life just for a moment of anger, and wait until he's out of danger before he thinks about it. He doesn't believe that this group of people can make a big difference in South Korea!

"Everyone get out."

"You two, can you put your swords away?"

Gan Sha and Kun Sha turned a deaf ear and would not change their attitude until they received orders.

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Seeing that Cheng Qiao didn't express his position, Jing Salamander stood beside him and asked softly.

"I would like to see who your noble lord is..."

After a good rest, Cheng Qiao was a little unhappy when he suddenly encountered trouble. Moreover, based on his understanding of human nature, even if he stopped now, there would definitely be trouble later, so he might as well solve the trouble at once.

Regardless of his status in the Qin State, Cheng Qiao is not unknown in South Korea. His maternal grandfather Liang Geng is a Korean official, responsible for inspecting hundreds of officials, and ranks as a minister. He is also considered the top powerful person in South Korea.

His mother, Mrs. Han, and his grandfather Liang Geng also have some relatives with the Korean royal family. The Liang family had a Korean royal wife in the previous generation.

Even without the status of Qin's son and Qin's monarch, ordinary Korean royal family disciples are really not looked down upon by Cheng Qiao.

Jing salamander understood what Cheng Qiao meant, and the village elder and the leading palace guard also understood that they were unwilling to give up. They were about to speak, but were attracted by Jing salamander's movements.

Jing Salamander took out a brown cylinder from his sleeve, pointed it at the sky, and pulled the fuse. Boom, bang, a red light burst through the heavy rain and exploded in mid-air. Even if the sound of the heavy rain was masked, it could still be clearly heard. A bloody A ferocious red spider appears in the sky...

This operation is not only just in case, but also to completely control the situation.

"For the last time, put down your weapons or die!"

Jing Salamander made a move at random, and his sword intent surged. A stream of light flew out from the room on the right side of the yard and landed on Jing Salamander's right hand. The pink spiral sword energy wrapped around the slender and delicate blade, and the powerful and cold murderous intent radiated out of the courtyard. The enemy in the center is ready to attack.

Call... call someone?

Too bad, it seems that he has hit a brick wall. The other party heard about his identity and refused to give up. He is so confident that he is probably a powerful person with a good status.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. No matter which side wins in the end, he, the instigator, will probably not end well...

The leading palace guard secretly complained in his heart, it was difficult to get off the tiger, and the future was worrying.

However, life is more important than the future, and this matter is no longer something he can solve.

"Wait a minute, do it slowly, wait a minute, do it slowly, this is a rude thing, and I bumped into you."

"Quickly go out and inform."

The leading guard resolutely surrendered and then moved in for reinforcements.

Cheng Qiao shook his head slightly, and the Jing Salamander restrained his murderous intent and sword energy, and returned to his usual quiet and elegant appearance, like a gentle and lovely little maid. The huge pressure that he had caused to others before seemed to have never happened...

The other guards also knew that the matter was serious, and the guard closest to the entrance of the courtyard quickly ran out after hearing this.

At the same time, a large and luxurious carriage, escorted by more than thirty people, was only five or six feet away from the entrance of the courtyard.

The guards next to the carriage heard the movement and looked towards the sky. They immediately spotted a ferocious blood-red spider, and their expressions changed.

It's not that these people recognized the origin of the bloody spider, but this situation is obviously not a good thing. How could anyone be so full that they would set off fireworks on a rainy day?

Besides, ordinary fireworks are not like this. It is obvious that these are specially made signal fireworks.

The news was passed from level to level, and soon it was delivered to the large and luxurious carriage. The carriage drove to the gate of the courtyard, and three people in brocade clothes got out of the carriage. Someone beside them held an umbrella the whole time.

One man and two women. The key is that the three of them are not very old. The eldest one looks similar to Cheng Qiao. He looks like a young man and is handsome. He is wearing purple clothes.

They are about the same age, but not in height. Cheng Qiao's height is definitely top-notch among his peers.

The other two, one is a little lolita wearing a pink gauze skirt, and the other is a young lady wearing a cyan dress.

"My subordinate is rude and has offended your Excellency. I cannot apologize on my behalf."

The leading young man in purple walked calmly across the yard and came to a position about two meters away from Cheng Qiao. He bowed his hands in a graceful manner, neither humble nor overbearing.

Heck, just based on his status as the grandson of a minister, it’s hard to tell. A Korean prince, a Korean princess, and the grandson of a prime minister are a slap in the face. It’s really a slap in the face.

I never imagined that meeting them for the first time would be on such an occasion...
Chapter completed!