"So timid, I am worthy of being the prince." Jing Ke said with a sarcastic look on his face, mocking Qin Yiren.

"Shut up!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo Er shouted in unison, all of whom were angry, as if Jing Yun had dug their ancestral graves.

The Qin people, the five Qin people, respected Yi, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Moer, had no intention of betrayal in the dilemma of Qin Yiren, which shows their loyalty. Not to mention, during this period, their personal experience of the changes brought to them by Qin Yiren was that it was Qin Yiren who led them to eat and wear well and lifted their house arrest, which made them full of hope. In their minds, Qin Yiren's image became taller and taller and could not be slandered.

"With eyes but without beads, I'm actually speaking for such a timid person." Jing Yun's mocking voice became even stronger.

As soon as he took a step, Jing Yun chased into the inner room. Meng Zhao and the others came to stop him, but they could not stop him. He saw his robe sleeves flying, and Meng Zhao and the other two were blown away and smashed heavily to the ground.

"Qin Yiren, see where you escape?" Jing Yun's proud mockery came from the inside.

Meng Zhao and the other two struggled to get up and went to protect Qin Yiren, but they couldn't get up for a long time, so they could only be anxious. Listening to Jing Yun's proud sarcasm from the inside, he sighed inwardly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, we have something to discuss, we can discuss it." Qin Yiren's panic voice came.

"It's really over!" Meng Zhao and the other two sighed inwardly. Even Qin Yiren, whom they had high hopes, was so anxious that there was still hope?

"Ah!" However, just as their thoughts turned, Jing Yun screamed heart-wrenchingly: "Tiger and Wolf Qin people, you are so despicable! How dare you plot against me!"

"Is the Scholar Hero so good?" Qin Yiren's sarcastic voice sounded, with pride: "Even if you get the best, you will get the Tao of this young master!"

"What kind of change happened?" As expected, she was indeed the son of Yiren. Meng Zhao and the other two were very excited. They suddenly developed a force, jumped up, rushed in like a whirlwind, and saw the situation in the house clearly. They all opened their mouths and petrified directly.

I saw Jing Yun's face was white, tears flowing, his face was twisted, and his face was ferocious. The image of a master of warrior just now disappeared.

"How did the young master plot against him?" The boss's question arose in Meng Zhao and the other two.

"So that's the case." This place happened to be the stove. Meng Zhao and the others found that there were several claw marks on the ashes under the bronze kettle used to cook, and suddenly realized.

"Qin Yiren, I want you to die! I want you to pieces!" The hero is above all else, and no one dares to provoke him, and even the princes dare not offend him easily, let alone being plotted against him. This is the first time Jing Yun encountered him in his life. Anger arose in his heart, and evil arises to the courage, and is determined to kill Qin Yiren and then go fast.

"Knock!" Jing Yun pulled his sword out of the sheath, and a sharp sword light rushed straight to Qin Yiren standing there, like thunder and lightning, with a terrifying power.

This is a peerless sword technique. With one sword coming out, the strong wind whirrs. Even the blind man knows that Jing Yun’s sword technique is great.

"Don't hurt the young master!" Although Jing Yun could not see things with his eyes, he was very skilled and could still grasp Qin Yiren's position clearly. He stabbed him with a sword and went straight to Qin Yiren's chest. If he was stabbed, Qin Yiren would die on the spot.

With Qin Yiren's skills, he could not avoid it at all. Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong hurriedly took out their swords and greeted Jing Yun hard behind him. Hei Bo and Moer were even more desperate and pounced on him.

Jing Yun was very reluctant, but had to let Qin Yiren go temporarily. The sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc, as if he had come alive. Not only did he resist Meng Zhao and the other two, he also shocked the three of them to retreat. Hei Bo and Moer were each hit by a palm, seriously injured and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Qin Yiren did not miss this rare opportunity. He held his breath and slipped out gently. The situation was unfavorable, and he immediately flashed. Qin Yiren had experienced a lot of things. At this time, he was as slippery as a loach and quickly ran away.

When Qin Yiren gestured at Meng Zhao and the others, they knew what they wanted, held their breath without leaving any whereabouts.

Jing Yun's eyes could not see things, and he could not see the sounds of the wind and his ears. Without movement, he could not capture Qin Yiren and others. He was very angry and rubbed his eyes, but it hurt even more. A burst of anger penetrated the top door.

Jing Yun gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand flipped up and down, like a hot wheel, and began to demolish the house.

This move is very beautiful, worthy of being a soldier. Qin Yiren and others remain silent. If the house collapses, you have to move, right? As long as you move, you will be caught by Jing Yun. At that time, will you still kill and kill?

"What should I do?"

If Jing Yun is not stopped, Qin Yiren and others will inevitably dodge and expose their direction, and the consequences will be unimaginable once the house collapses.

But it is not easy to stop Jing Yun? Even Meng Zhao and the others don’t have the power to fight, so who can have a way?

After gritting their teeth, Meng Zhao gestured to Ma Gai and Fan Tong. They were about to rush up and drag Jing Yun and ask Qin Yiren to escape. If they rushed forward, they would definitely be unlucky. Ma Gai and Fan Tong were the key points, and agreed with each other, holding the sword in their hands tightly.

However, at this moment, Qin Yiren shook his hand gently at them and stared at Qin Yiren in confusion.

I saw Qin Yiren go out lightly. Meng Zhao and the other two saw it, and were confused. Where would they sing?

Just when they were puzzled, Qin Yiren came back lightly, holding a brick in his hand, holding his breath, and quietly touching Jing Yun.

If the timing was not right, Meng Zhao and the others would have yelled and asked Qin Yiren to stop. At this time, they could only gesture at Qin Yiren, which meant to stop quickly, stop quickly, this was too dangerous.

Jing Yun is so skillful, and Qin Yiren has no power to tie a chicken. Isn’t this a death sentence?

Qin Yiren seemed to have not seen the gestures of Meng Zhao and the other two, and quietly touched Jing Yun. The brick in his hand was raised high, gritted his teeth, and exerted too much force, his teeth were deeply trapped in his lips, and blood oozed out.

"Ah!" Meng Zhao and the others finally understood what Qin Yiren was going to do. They were trying to plot against Jing Yun. They screamed in a flash, but fortunately they reacted quickly and hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands, so they did not make any noise.

This is a critical moment. If they speak out, Jing Yun will be alert and Qin Yiren will be wasted all his efforts.

Once a master like Jing Yun is prepared, it will be difficult for Qin Yiren to succeed again.

Suddenly, Qin Yiren's eyes were wide open, and the light in his eyes was storming, which was even more fierce than the scorching sun above the nine heavens.

"Bang!" Qin Yiren slapped the brick in his hand and slapped Jing Yun hard on the back of his head.

"Ah!" The back of the head is the key to the human body. Even with Jing Yun's skills, he was attacked by Qin Yiren, and he could not withstand it and let out a roar like a beast being injured.

"Puff!" The blood splattered, spurting Qin Yiren on his head and face. The warmth of blood made Qin Yiren even more excited, and the bricks were held high again.

If an ordinary person had been attacked on the back of his head, he would have fainted long ago. However, Jing Yun was not an ordinary person, but he had not fainted on the back of his head, but he was just shaking.

"I don't believe you are Tietou!" Qin Yiren roared, and the brick in his hand smashed down again.

"Ah!" Jing Yun's roar like a wild beast rang again.

"Puff!" The blood splattered, and Qin Yiren was sprayed with a lot of blood again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qin Yiren seemed crazy, and the bricks flew up and down, hitting Jing Yun hard. Poor Jing Yun was a famous soldier, but he could not escape the fate of being beaten by the bricks. In the end, he fell straight to the ground like a dead dog, twitching.

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Chapter completed!