"Let's go together." He looked cold and stern: "No need to waste time."

The leader looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he looked behind the man and was stunned: "Be careful! It's Princess Chiping!"

Xu Yinian disagreed. Until a crisp sound of whip came from behind, his pupils shrank and he was a little surprised.

The sharp whip wind hit him. He turned sideways slightly, but was whipped heavily by the whip. Even his clothes were plucked, and blood soon overflowed.

A knife was slashing in front of him, but he ignored it and looked behind him.

A woman came with a whip.

But it wasn't her.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that she had not appeared and was in danger.

A pain came from his shoulders, and he turned around, his face still faint. Another whip wind came, and he showed disgust, reached out to grab the whip, and then threw it hard.

Not everyone is suitable for whip.

The woman holding the whip was hit hard by his blow. She fell from the wall. The whip in her hand was already shattered. She looked pale and opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Yinian turned his head to look at the group of people in front of him, ignoring the wound on his shoulders. He raised his hand and threw out the long sword in his hand. The long sword suddenly flew away, killing the three people in an instant.

His other hand moved, pulled the sword, and stepped forward and slashed heavily, blood splashed out, splashing all over him.

...

A gust of wind passed, and the smell of blood in the alley became even heavier.

The man's arms fell, and the long sword also hangs down, and the pointed ends slashed across the ground. Xu Yinian walked to the last person, raised the man's chin with his toes, and glanced at him from a high point: "Your master has not taught you, be cautious in doing things. If you win, it will be a first-class good, if you lose."

He chuckled, threw away the sword in his hand, and while hooking the man's chin, he pushed his finger slightly to the right. With a click, the man was immediately twisted his neck and lost his voice.

Xu Lin entered the alley. He looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then at the man standing in the middle of the corpse, and said carefully: "General, if not, I'd better go back to my house and change my clothes."

Xu Yinian took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood on his hands, with a cold tone: "No need, go to the clinic to find some medicine and bandages, and then buy a blue robe and go quickly."

Xu Lin wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again, sighed, turned around and went to make arrangements.

Soon, the man was dressed neatly and walked out of the alley. His face was calm. He took the reins handed over by his subordinates, turned over and rode his horse away.

In the pavilion.

Xie Yangyu lowered her eyes, unable to see the thoughts in her eyes.

Xie Weiran didn't say anything, she was waiting.

"Sister." The little girl looked up at her: "It doesn't matter to Xiaojiu, what about Brother Shen? What do he think?"

"How can you ignore it? This is a big deal." Xie Weiran smiled: "He? He naturally agreed."

"But..." Xie Yangyu hesitated a little: "This matter pays attention to fate."

"It's okay." The girl comforted her: "Take it slow, anyway, it's a long time."

"Xie Can." Yusheng suddenly called out.

Xie Weiran turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"What do you think of Xiang Yunyao's words just now?" Yu Sheng's tone was faint, but his eyes were staring at her tightly, not letting her go with a trace of expression.
Chapter completed!