Mo Yiqing poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and placed the glass heavily on the table, "You can find someone, but don't miss the affairs of this palace!"

"Don't worry!" Yan Ziran stroked the edge of the cup and chuckled mysteriously: "The Gong family is the counselor of His Highness, and the general of His Highness. The team that he promised to have successfully trained."

"Really?" Mo Yiqing sat upright, "How capable?"

"I can guarantee that there is no difference in the world!"

Mo Yiqing never doubted Yan Ziran's words. The relationship between childhood and adulthood made him understand the cruelty and ability of the gentle young master in front of him.

Swallow is very scary.

He has a unique mind in the world who can develop all kinds of strange and extremely lethal weapons.

An existence that cannot be obtained can be destroyed.

"In this case, I will feel much more at ease. Just Yan Qingyu is not afraid of it!" Mo Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Ziran's promise was more at ease than timely rain.

"Ha...isn't it scary? Is that true? Yes, my seventh sister!" Yan Ziran looked up and looked at the void quietly, with silence everywhere, but his eyes were staring straight into a certain direction.

Mo Yiqing was shocked.

“Who is there?”

Yan Qingyu, who should have been deep in the clan mansion, walked out of the secret. She covered her face and decorated her slender figure with a black dress. Mo Hai was like a man who tied her head behind her head. If Mo Hai had a silver spear in her hand, it would feel exactly the same as the legendary witch who died.

Especially the two people behind her, one red and one black.

Chishui gently licked the dagger, his eyes cold, "Young Master Yan really gave my master a headache for a long time. Today I am very upset. I hope you must not show mercy on your subordinates anymore, you will die!"

Chi Rabbit danced lightly in a red dress like a red butterfly. When he moved, the killer who belonged to Chi Rabbit behind him acted at the same time.

"Who are you?" Yan Yiqing did not recognize Yan Qingyu at this time. Although she felt familiar, she didn't feel it right.

Yan Qingyu ignored Mo Yiqing. She looked at Yan Ziran quietly. She stretched out a provocative gesture with only a pair of eyes exposed on her face, which made Yan Ziran unable to help but put down Jiusong and waved her hand. The shadow behind him was fighting with Chishui.

"I don't remember my sister becoming so rude, so I should be punished!" Yan Ziran stood up and looked at Yan Qingyu in front of her.

"Then my good brother, let's see who taught whom." Yan Qingyu's voice was Binghan that could not be hidden. Mo Yiqing's eyes tightened and he took a step back: "Are you Yan Qingyu? You are not locked in the clan's mansion and you are hoarse..."

The person in front of me was not hoarse at all.

"How dare you escape from prison?" Mo Yiqing roared. He underestimated Yan Qingyu too much and underestimated this woman.

Yan Qingyu was wearing a black satin robe, and the robe was exposed with the edges of silver hollow hibiscus flowers. She looked like a man's outfit, but she had the heroic spirit of a woman.

"If you don't escape from prison, how can you repay your elder brother's love for me, my sister?" Yan Qingyu pointed lightly, her figure flashed, but she appeared directly in front of Mo Yiqing. Mo Yiqing was choked by her and her eyes were shocked: "You... can actually be martial?"

"What should I do? My secret was discovered again. Should I kill someone to silence me?" Yan Qingyu was not afraid at all, as if she treated His Royal Highness in front of her as a toy. Her eyes kept looking at Yan Ziran, and Yan Ziran looked at her very gently.

It seems to be the tenderness of the lover.

"Let go of the prince, you can't kill him for the time being!" Yan Ziran coaxed lightly, as if he was persuading the disobedient naughty sister, with an expression of doting.

"But I want to try it!" Yan Qingyu raised a faint bloody corner of her lips, and her slender and graceful fingers tightly pinched Mo Yiqing's neck, and slapped her slender eyelashes gently slap, forming a tempting curve, and people moved with the sound.

When Yan Ziran started to move, Yan Qingyu quickly retreated and let go of Mo Yiqing's neck. An iron stone passed by her waist. Yan Ziran took out his hidden weapon.

It's that kind of hidden weapon.

Yan Qingyu looked cautious and stared at the small thing in Yan Ziran's hand. "I have never seen such a hidden weapon before, did the elder brother make it himself?"

"Yeah!" Yan Ziran did not deny it.

"What is the name?" Yan Qingyu asked casually.

She thought Yan Ziran would not answer, so she just asked casually, but she didn't want to hear Yan Ziran say softly: "Pistol, a short-barrel weapon that holds aiming or instinctive shooting with one hand, is used to defend itself within a short range and suddenly attack the enemy within a short range, mainly used to kill living targets at a close range."

Yan Qingyu had never heard of it.

"The power is terrible!" Yan Qingyu said with no hesitation.

"You can break the shield armor and ignore internal defense!" Yan Ziran pulled Mo Yiqing's collar with one hand and backed up, threw the only pistol in his hand to Yan Qingyu, saying, "Send it to you!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will imitate it?" Yan Qingyu asked.

"You can't imitate it, as far as you know, maybe only I can make it!" Yan Ziran has this confidence. After being in this world for so long, he has never heard of any news about such weapons.

Moreover, there was no gunpowder in his bullets, and no gunpowder appeared in this world.

The so-called bullets are nothing more than solid metal, and their power is far less than the real version, but in the era of cold weapons, they have become more than the peak.

Yan Qingyu played with it gently. The weapon he had never seen before in his hand was very cute and cute. It was hard to imagine that it would have such huge damage.

"Thank you for your gift, it seems that I finally know a corner of my brother's strength now." Yan Qingyu looked up at the scene of the Red Radix fish fighting with a group of people in the distance. She believed in the strength of Red Radix, who was the strong man who survived in blood.

He was actually entangled by a group of strange people in front of him, and he couldn't decide the outcome, which shows that those people were particularly difficult to deal with.

Yan Ziran is really scary.

"Seventh Sister, I'll give you the last advice. In this world, there is no absolute strong man, and it's normal that you will fail. And you will be forced into a death game by me, but because you are too anxious." Yan Ziran said something strange mysteriously. He bent down slightly, and the people fighting back to him. He showed a very strange expression, "My brother is going to teach you, the incompetent sister, never face to face with the enemy, because you don't know how many trump cards the enemy has!"

"For example, you are stupidly coming to me now!"

Yan Qingyu's pupils shrank, and Yan Ziran in front of her suddenly threw something out? She didn't subconsciously pick it up, but instead quickly hindered her legs. Because the thrown cylinder smelled the burning smell, she retreated.

Yan Ziran: "Bang!"

As soon as his voice fell, he heard an explosion sound. Yan Qingyu watched helplessly as the thrown things exploded directly. The fragments and iron pieces inside flew towards the four sides, and fell into her arms through the body of a killer, sinking deep into her flesh and blood.

She groaned.

What is this?

Yan Ziran gently threw a cylindrical object up and down in his hand, but he did not recognize it. He looked at Yan Qingyu, with blood on his arm, and his eyes were burning.

"Don't thank my men for showing mercy?" Yan Ziran smiled.

Mo Yiqing roared hard behind him: "Yan Ziran killed him, I ordered you to kill him!"

Yan Ziran ignored Mo Yiqing's words behind him. He played with the cylindrical weapon in his hand and stared at Yan Qingyu's bleeding and injured arm. Until Mo Yiqing behind him screamed too annoyed, he turned around and his eyes were slightly cold: "Your Highness, the prince, I am teaching my sister who is incompetent, please don't point fingers at will!"

"You... Yan Ziran, what do you mean? How dare you disobey my orders?" Mo Yiqing was furious.

A man walked over behind Yan Ziran, twisted Mo Yiqing's arm, leaned back, and pressed the person directly to the ground. The man sat on Mo Yiqing's back, making him unable to move.

"Yan Ziran, you are arrogant...you..."

Yan Ziran put his index finger between his lips and made a move to silence, "Your Highness, my patience is not good, don't make a noise!"

A dagger straddled Mo Yiqing's neck, and he immediately shut up.

Yan Qingyu tore off a piece of cloth from her body and tied it between her arms. Yan Ziran looked at her arm, "If you don't take out the things, your wound will not heal."

Yan Qingyu undidly untied the gauze on her hand, tore off her sleeves, hooked her index finger, cruelly penetrated her flesh and blood, and took out the metal.

Yan Ziran's eyes were full of praise, "If you can, I really want to bring you by my side and train hard, you will make every man look up to you!"

"Thank you, I'm not interested in being played with as a fool!" Yan Qingyu held the cloth-bound arms again. Although her face was a little pale, she wanted to know what the cylindrical weapon was.

It could actually shoot through a person's body and hurt her, and the power was even more terrifying than a pistol.

"Since it hurts, then you can leave. Remember not to act foolishly and recklessly again in the future!" Yan Ziran was like a good brother who loved his sister, guiding and teaching little by little.

Yan Qingyu put her hand between her lips and blew it gently.

Swallow was stunned.

But Yan Qingyu smiled.

Her tall black hair swept lightly like a ponytail, her heroic face, her fingers placed between her bright red lips, and she blew it gently, and she slowly retreated.

"Thank you for your teachings, I have learned that there are people outside of people and there is heaven outside of heaven. I really benefited a lot today. I also gave my brother a little thank you when I left, which is my sister's gift!"

As soon as Yan Qingyu's words fell, the rain of arrows fell from the sky. Yan Zi was shocked. He did not notice that there was a group of people lurking in the more secret darkness.

I can't feel any breath.

"Brother's weapon is unheard of, and it's so lethal. I'm really no match for my younger sister. It's a pity that no matter how powerful the weapon is, it depends on who it is used and who it is." Yan Qingyu raised a beautiful smile on her face. She did see that there are people outside of people and there is heaven. It turns out that in this world, there is such a powerful and terrifying weapon. She is very happy about her reckless move this time.

The rain of arrows came down from the sky, and a raging fire suddenly ignited throughout the palace courtyard. The only exit was on the road behind Yan Qingyu.

Yan Ziran looked at his own people and began to scatter the rain of arrows in the sky, and rushed towards Yan Qingyu. When Yan Ziran's people rushed to Yan Qingyu, their heads suddenly split, and their upper body and lower body were cut into two pieces. A small blood trembled gently in the air. It was a silk silk stained with blood.

The silk of heaven is a treasure that is invulnerable to swords and guns and is inviolable to the fire. It is several points thinner than the hair. In addition, the force of arrows and rain in the sky, no one noticed that the fish had already set up a net and waited for the prey to rush in.

Through the sky, Yan Qingyu smiled provocatively.

"Brother uses his life to design it. I want to exchange my life for another life, so please leave my life behind!"

A flame that did not belong to his original character was lit in Yan Ziran's eyes. The rain of arrows shot his shoulder from the world. He seemed to be unable to feel the pain, licked his dry lips and smiled faintly.

"My good sister, my elder brother will come to you to play in the future. Remember to live and don't die!"

"Hahaha……"

Yan Ziran suddenly smashed something on the ground, and a large amount of smoke rose out of thin air. Yan Qingyu felt the breath dissipation, and Yan Ziran and his group disappeared.

The smoke is non-toxic and seems to be just a trick.

She put the pistol in her hand into Chishui's hand, "Bring this to Baijiu and let him see if he had seen this thing? Can it be copied?"

"Okay!" Arachia left without saying a word.

Yan Qingyu glanced at the shadow of the archery in the distance, "Ziyu, bring Feiyu back and remove the mechanism."

Ziyu nodded.

Of course, Yan Ziran couldn’t feel the people on the outside, because there was no living person there, so how could he feel the breath of a living person?

It is just a mechanism trap made by Ziyu, a pile of instant archery devices made of wood, which control the switch through Tiansilk, and will not stop until all the prepared arrows shoot light.

This is the ability of the ziyu.

Otherwise, how can I be afraid of the name puppet master?

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Recently, the moonlight has been missing for a long time, and we got together because of illness and other reasons. However, now the disease has been cured, so we don’t have to go to the hospital again.
Chapter completed!