Chapter 363: Duan Yanqing, full of evil

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"Are there any accomplices?"

Murong Chengze's heart was shaken, and the sword moves in his hand became more and more fierce. When he was about to capture Zhong Wanchou and protect Xiao Qiniangqin, a strong wind rushed behind him.

Zheng!

Murong Chengze blocked Zhong Wanchou's sword with one sword. When he was in danger, he swung his sword backwards. A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. His wrist went numb, and the long sword was knocked away.

A man in green robes with a cane appeared behind him at some point, and with a single finger in the air, he sealed his acupuncture points.

"Ze'er!" ?.?????.???

Xiao Qi turned pale with fright and rushed forward to save Murong Chengze.

"Hmph! I might as well arrest you too!"

Zhong Wanchou was furious at this moment. Just when he was about to catch Xiao Qi who was coming towards him, he was blocked by Duan Yanqing's iron staff.

"Are you crazy? This person is the princess of Song Dynasty. If you capture her, how can we get out of Tokyo?"

Duan Yanqing cursed angrily, held Murong Chengze under his arm, and fled quickly.

"Tenanai, when I take my revenge, I will return this kid to you. If you dare to let the officials mess around, just wait and collect his body for him!"

Zhong Wanchou ran towards the distance before Xiao Qi could pounce on him, leaving a vicious message before leaving.

Xiao Qi chased after the two of them, almost dying but unable to catch up with them. Tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, hating why she had to take Ze'er off the carriage alone instead of returning directly to the palace.

Just when Xiao Qi was desperate, Deng Baichuan suddenly appeared beside her.

"Subordinate Deng Baichuan, please see the princess!"

Xiao Qi had heard of Deng Baichuan's name, but had never seen him in person. She didn't have time to think about it, and looked at him as if she had grasped a life-saving straw: "Are you Brother Deng? Brother Deng, go and save him quickly." Ze'er, he was kidnapped by evil people!"

Deng Baichuan said with a look of shame on his face: "Princess, when the Crown Prince was fighting with the villain, his subordinates should have come to rescue him, but they were blocked by a senior monk, so the rescue was late. I beg the princess to convict him!"

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and secretly cursed herself for being confused. She thought that with the sweeping monk here, how could she and Ze'er be in danger?

It's just that the sweeping monk could obviously save Ze'er directly, so why didn't he take action in time and didn't let Brother Deng take action?

She was confused and worried now, but looking at Zhong Wanqiu and the two who had already disappeared, she could do nothing in her heart except praying to the sweeper not to let anything happen to the child.

Deng Baichuan had already ordered the assassins from Shadow Tower to catch up. Considering the safety of the princess, he stayed to explain the reason.

As for the sweeping monk, he disappeared after stopping him. It seemed that he wanted to investigate the intentions of Zhong Wanchou and the two.



Outside Tokyo.

Duan Yanqing and Zhong Wanchou escaped from the city through a secret tunnel they had dug in advance. They held Murong Chengze hostage and were about to escape on fast horses.

But at this moment, several phantoms suddenly flashed by, accompanied by the two neighing sounds of the thousand-mile horses under their crotches, and they fell to the ground.

Duan Yanqing and Zhong Wanchou were startled, jumped off their horses, and looked around cautiously.

At the same time, four men in black slowly walked out of the darkness, staring at the two people with cold eyes full of murderous intent.

"Who are these masters? They have the ability to show their talents secretly?"

Zhong Wanchou was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it, and looked at the four people with extremely unkind expressions.

Murong Chengze looked at the four men in black with a calm expression, thinking that the Shadow Tower founded by his father was indeed amazing. The swordsmanship of these four people was so fast that he could not see the flaws in Dugu Jiujian for a while.

"Put down the young master and kill yourself!"

One of them made a cold voice.

"Murong Fu's people?"

Zhong Wanchou was shocked and knew that this matter could not be solved.

Just when the two groups of people were wary of each other, a middle-aged man with a thin appearance and a surly and stubborn look on his face slowly walked over and said with a smile: "It's a waste to kill anyone who dares to take action against the young master. This is the first time Bao has encountered him, so he just took it back and cooked it up."

When the four shadow assassins saw Bao BuTong appear, they respectfully moved out of the way.

Bao BuTong had a gentle smile on his face, but the cold light flashing in his eyes made Zhong Wanchou and Duan Yanqing feel frightened, and they could see that the martial arts of this person was extraordinary.

"It's different. I haven't asked the names of these two distinguished guests yet?"

Bao BuTong bowed his hands, not caring that Murong Chengze was still in their hands.

Duan Yanqing snorted coldly and said in ventriloquism: "I am full of evil, Duan Yanqing."

Now, one of the four evil men is dead, one is disabled, and one is following Murong Fu. He is the only one left alive in this world.

Since Zhong Wanchou dared to do it, he had nothing to hide, so he bravely said: "I am Zhong Wanchou, the owner of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"

Bao BuTong already knew Duan Yanqing's identity, but he was slightly unfamiliar with the horse-faced man in front of him. When he heard his name, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who was I at that time? It turns out that the young master's father-in-law is here, but this young master is not the son of the young master and Miss Zhong. Even if Ma Wangshen wants a grandson, he should go and meet my young master and Miss Zhong in person. You are the girl, why did you kidnap this young man?"

Zhong Wanchou naturally knew the whereabouts of his wife and daughter, but he also knew that Zhong Ling was not his biological daughter. He could not bear the word father-in-law, and he did not bother to be Murong Fu's father-in-law. Now he only wanted revenge.

But he was not without any feelings for the daughter he had raised since childhood. After his face changed for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "This matter has nothing to do with Ling'er. We only took this kid away because we wanted to make a deal with Murong Fu, and we are determined not to do any harm." He is it!”

Bao BuTong raised his hands and laughed loudly: "After all, Ma Wangshen and my Murong family are in love. Bao naturally believes that, but this Mr. Duan has a very famous name. Please forgive me for not letting you two leave today." !”

Zhong Wanchou was also Zhong Ling's father, or adoptive father, and Bao Bubutong did not dare to deal with him arbitrarily. If Duan Yanqing had not been there, he would probably have taken him into custody and let Murong Fu make the final decision.

But now there is Duan Yanqing, and he still needs to find out why the two want to kidnap the young master.

Originally, Duan Yanqing and Zhong Wanchu were unanimous in speaking to the outside world, but Bao Bubu's few words made the relationship between Zhong Wanchu and the Murong family more subtle. This caused Duan Yanqing to suddenly have the illusion that I was the only outsider, and he and Zhong Wanchou The already fragile trust relationship was shaken.

"Stop talking nonsense and get out!"

Duan Yanqing was extremely smart and guessed that Bao BuTong might be sowing discord. He interrupted the conversation between the two impatiently and thrust forward with the iron stick in his hand.

Bao BuTong stood there as if he hadn't heard anything. When the end of the iron staff was only three inches away from his chest, he heard a ding and was thrown away by the shadow assassin on the side with the tip of his sword and came forward.

The war is about to break out.