At this time, half of Mu Wanqing's sleeves were gone, revealing her snow-white arms, which were stained with blood. There was a foot-long gash on it, with flesh and blood flying around like a giant centipede. There was even a steel awl inserted into her shoulder, and blood was gushing out. The heartbreaking pain eroded her will. She couldn't help but thought to herself: "Haha, is my life finally coming to an end? This is fine, I'm dead. Then you can forget everything.”
Although the old woman didn't know which faction the people in front of her belonged to, since they stopped Mu Wanqing, they were not enemies. Her face immediately trembled and she cursed: "You little bitch, are you still thinking that you won't be able to escape? This time? Let’s see how you escape!”
Mu Wanqing had gone to Mantuo Villa to assassinate Li Qingluo. The group of them chased her from Jiangnan to Dali, during which many people were killed by Mu Wanqing. They suffered a lot along the way.
If it hadn't been for this little bitch's trouble, they would have been drinking at Mantuo Villa. Why would they have traveled thousands of miles south to come to Dali!
The old woman thought to herself: "When I catch you bitch later, I will definitely torture you, twitch your muscles and skin you!"
The reason why many people behind the old woman followed her to intercept Mu Wanqing was not just to see what the little bitch looked like. They just wanted to capture the little bitch. The old woman made up her mind to give the little bitch to a few people first. A man having a great time.
With two "Puff" sounds, Mu Wanqing shot two sleeve arrows backwards, but the fat woman blocked them with a knife. She secretly cried out that it was a pity, took a deep breath, and planned to fight with these people for a while with the sword. , even if it means death, it cannot be taken lightly.
It's just that she failed to kill Li Qingluo and avenge her master, otherwise even if she died, there would be no regrets.
"I don't know if that girl Zhong Ling will miss me after she dies."
She sighed in her heart, and just when she was about to take action, she heard an extremely gentle voice suddenly coming from behind.
"Becoming an Immortal in One Step"
"Which of the Nine Heavens and Nine Parts are you four?"
Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, only to see a young man in white walking slowly in front of him, holding a jade fan and a palm-sized mink on his shoulder.
The four cloaked men in black were overjoyed when they saw this. They hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "My maids, please bow to the young master. These maids are from the Haotian tribe."
In the past, in the Lingjiu Palace, both the older and younger members of the Nine Heavens and Nine Tribes were in awe of Child Elder.
Compared with the lord who is cautious and rarely smiles, the young lord in front of him is just the opposite. He usually smiles at the slaves and even takes the time to teach them martial arts.
Moreover, the young master is very charming and interesting. Young servants like them have secretly fantasized about being able to serve the young master. It would be best if they can get the opportunity to let the young master give him some advice. It's just that there are four people, Bamboo Plum, Orchid Ju, and they don't have a share.
"It turns out that everyone who is Lao Yu, please get up."
The four people stood up and stood behind Jingzhou, all looking happy, but they were wearing cloaks and covering their cheeks so that no one could see them.
Mu Wanqing saw a mink squatting on Jingzhou's shoulder. After taking a closer look, she saw that it was Zhong Ling's one. She immediately asked, "Who are you Zhong Ling? How come you have her lightning mink?"
This lightning ferret has a very wild temper. In the past, she wanted to play with it, but she was almost bitten by it. Mu Wanqing didn't know why the lightning ferret was so obedient now, squatting on the man's shoulder, could it be in front of her eyes? Is this person very familiar with Zhong Ling?
Mu Wanqing's voice was clear and pleasant, but it was cold and devoid of any warmth. It sounded indescribably uncomfortable. It seemed that she was indifferent to anything in the world, and she seemed to be extremely hostile to everyone and wanted to kill everyone. Kill everyone in the world.
A woman in black stood up behind Jing Zhou and scolded: "How dare you, my maid, be rude to the young master!"
Although the remaining women in black did not speak, they all showed their double hooks to teach this man a lesson.
Jing Zhou waved his hand, stopped the women behind him, and said slowly: "That's it, step back, she is also a pitiful person."
I didn't expect to meet Mu Wanqing here. This girl is ignorant of human nature and has a temper as wild as a lightning mink. No matter who she treats, she always looks cold. After all, with a master as extreme and reckless as Qin Hongmian, it is not surprising that Mu Wanqing is more aggressive.
At this time, the old woman holding the iron staff in the back saw Jingzhou's face clearly, and her hands trembled with fright, and she almost dropped the iron staff on the ground.
That day at Mantuo Villa, she saw that the person in front of her had planted some kind of poison on the old lady Wang. She immediately screamed like a slaughtered pig, rolled on the ground, and was stabbed in the face by flower thorns. , were indifferent, and finally couldn't bear the torture and committed suicide by drowning in the lake.
The old woman holding the short sword didn't recognize the young man in front of her, but when she saw the four women in black paying respect to him, she thought she was not someone to be trifled with, and she had quite a lot of power behind her.
At this time, they were far away in Dali, not as far as Jiangnan, and they didn't want to cause any trouble, so they said: "What sect does your Excellency belong to, and what is your relationship with this little bitch? Do you want to interfere in this matter? This little bitch went to assassinate my family for no reason. Madam, you have killed many people in my villa. If you are not familiar with this little bitch, please get out of the way and don't get into trouble for nothing."
There was an old man holding a shovel next to the old woman. Seeing that the boy in front of him was silent, he scolded: "You brat, you don't know what's good! Granny Rui talks to you personally, so she thinks highly of you! Do you know that this old lady is Who? You really can’t see Mount Tai."
But he was not the subordinate of these two old women, he just came to help in the fight, so that he could take off Mu Wanqing's veil and see whether the person under the veil was ugly or beautiful.
However, in the land south of the Yangtze River, there are not a few people who have heard of the "famous name" of Mantuo Villa. I don't know how many unscrupulous people have been arrested and used as fertilizer. This old man is certainly one of those "not a few".
The old man holding the shovel hadn't finished speaking. Seven or eight people around him were pressing the handles of the knives. One of them was holding two knives. He had a scar as long as a palm on his face. He glared and cursed: "You bastard really doesn't know what's good. You didn't listen." How about Grandma Rui asking you something? She spoke to you personally, but you turned into a mute!"
"This guy has oily hair, a pink face, and looks like a dog in his clothes. Maybe he's that little bitch's old friend!"
Mu Wanqing's face became angry, and she was about to shoot the scarred man with an arrow and marry him to death. There was a "pop" and someone fell to his knees.
When the old woman holding the iron staff heard what the scarred man said, she was immediately frightened out of her wits. She didn't care about anything else. She knelt down on the ground and kowtowed "bang bang bang". She only kowtowed twice, and there was a mark on her forehead. It was already covered with blood, mixed with the sand and gravel on the ground, and it was very scary. . .
