A little sword tip pierced the hero's chest, but he couldn't stab it in.

The attacker exclaimed softly, turned his wrist and drew a circle to his sword tip and headed straight to his throat.

The idiot goddess took advantage of my dreams and took off my clothes and put on my vest. What a weird brain circuit?

But, well dressed!

Life and death are at a dangerous situation, and the hero still does not forget to complain. His spirit is commendable and he is so stupid that he is beyond help.

Dang!

Facing the vicious sword moves in front of him, he could not avoid them. He subconsciously raised his hand to block them, but heard a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting. After a closer look, there was a half-broken sword lying beside his feet, and he actually held a knife in his hand.

The black broken knife that he should have left in the treasure house.

His grandma, how come hell?

The attacker saw the appearance of the broken knife clearly, looked shocked and retreated quickly.

Su Yanyan, who had already drawn out his soft sword, was now in a position to stand in front of the hero.

The sword holder was an ordinary young man, wearing deacon's clothes and looking indifferent.

"Who are you?" He stared at the broken knife in the hero's hand, as if he was very afraid.

The flash of moves just now made Su Yanyan see that the other party's realm is far higher than her, no less than the sixth grade, or even more than the seventh grade.

The fight is definitely not possible. The only way to escape is that she enters the Star Moon Disc and activates sleep power. She may not be able to succeed in a hurry, but it is enough to make the other party stunned.

But in this way, their secrets will inevitably be exposed to each other. Even if their identity is not exposed by luck, future heroes will cause a lot of trouble and danger when doing things as women.

Damn, I should have gone directly in the treasure house just now.

Her mind turned, and a hint of perseverance appeared in her eyes. She turned around suddenly, grabbed the hero's collar and threw him towards the window.

The young deacon flew to chase after him, and a thin sword suddenly appeared on his way. His moves were fierce and he was in a desperate way, and he was forced to raise his sword to fight.

The hero had only had time to let out a "dream" sigh, and the person had already broken through the window and walked outside the pavilion.

Twisting his waist, he landed steadily on the ground, but then, he did not stand up, but bent his legs and bounced violently, and then jumped upstairs again.

With a click.

He jumped halfway through, and another window was smashed and a slender figure broke out. Who would it be if it weren't Su Yanyan?

This matter is so irrelevant.

The hero quickly pointed his toes on the eaves on the second floor, flew out with the force, and hugged the girl in his arms.

"You... why don't you run away?" Su Yanyan seemed to be injured and spoke very quickly, but was weak.

The young deacon jumped out and landed ten feet away from them.

The hero didn't even look at him, and hugged Su Yanyan and sat down slowly, "No matter what, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

Su Yanyan shook his head: "I'm not in trouble, you can leave quickly! If someone comes later, we can't escape."

The hero was moved and funny: "Are you stupid? In the eyes of outsiders, we are an unmarried couple. If you are caught, what's the use of me running far?"

"Why did you say it!" Su Yanyan wanted to cover his mouth but didn't cover it, and almost bit him in anger.

"Okay, okay, be honest if you get hurt." patted the girl's face, and the hero apologized: "It's all my fault. I just wanted to make a mess with you, but I didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

Next time, don’t throw me downstairs when you are excited. Although my son is very weak, he can’t do anything to let the woman break her back."

After this, nothing was useful to say. Su Yanyan sighed, put his face close to his arms, and said quietly: "We are both stupid enough."

"No, you are the only one who is stupid."

"Um?"

Su Yanyan looked up in surprise, and saw the hero frowning at the young deacon, and asked angrily: "Brother, is your show a bit over?"

The young deacon showed doubts and asked without answering, "Who are you?"

"Huh? You don't know? Then where did you come out?"

The hero looked around in a daze, raised his voice and said, "Master, you are not watching the fun, are you?"

"Ahem..."

A light cough followed, and Su Yanyan's pupils shrank rapidly, but then they suddenly magnified and stared at the hero's face in a daze.

Master...Master?

A man walked in outside the courtyard gate. He looked elegant, with wide robe and big sleeves, and was as elegant as a fairy. It was He Qinghuan.

"Sir, Shan Ge!" The young deacon took his sword and saluted.

"Mo Tu, take it easy, young, don't be so nervous!"

He Qinghuan stroked his goatee and smiled: "They are not outsiders, one is the young palace master who just enjoyed the glory in our school during the day. He is hero. By the way, I have accepted him as my disciple.

The other one is his fiancée, Miss Su.”

The young deacon frowned: "Master, what's going on?"

"That's right. In recent years, the rotating little bastards have become more and more relaxed. I want them to suffer a loss, so I let the hero come over and pretend to be a thief.

Unexpectedly, he was too stupid, and the barrier that was alarmed brought you, it was all misunderstandings and misunderstandings."

"So that's it." The young deacon stretched his eyebrows, but his expression was still cold, as if he didn't take He Qinghuan seriously at all. "Master Shan, if there is such a temptation next time, please let me know in advance.

In addition, I will inform you of the losses of the library tonight and then deduct them from the adult's monthly salary."

He Qinghuan's face twitched for a moment, and the hero quickly said, "I'll pay for the money to repair the library if you have something to do."

He Qinghuan immediately returned to his hypocritical smile.

The young deacon turned his eyes to the hero's face, and after a moment he looked at the broken knife in his hand and said, "Please send this knife back to the treasure house with the Kui armor on your body."

"No."

Before the hero could speak, He Qinghuan said, "These two things are exactly what I plan to give him. You can inform him together."

The young deacon raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but said nothing. After holding his fists and bowing again, he turned around and left.

"Master, who is this person?" The hero hugged Su Yanyan and stood up, "How come he looks even more arrogant than you?"

He Qinghuan raised his hand and slapped him in the back of the head, cursing: "Boy, do you still have the face to ask me? Didn't you agree to only take Kuijia? What's going on with this knife?"

The hero had both hands and couldn't rub his head. He could only say bitterly: "How could I know what's going on? But I accidentally touched it and then got stuck on it, and I couldn't even throw it away."

He Qinghuan's expression narrowed and he looked at his eyes deeply: "Have you lost it?"

"It's true." The hero nodded vigorously, "I remember it very clearly. I put it on the shelf at the exit. Who knew that after it came out, it returned to my hands. It was so evil."

He Qinghuan slowly narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to the hero. "Miss Su just suffered a minor injury in her meridians. She could just rest for two days after taking the medicine. You can send her back first, and then come to see me again."
Chapter completed!