Even though Peng Qingying was a little scared, she still mustered up the courage to yell: "What do the thieves want? Why, Your Highness, who gave you the courage to break into the backyard of the government office? Do you not want your life? What if the commander knew about it? , I will definitely cut you into pieces!"
"Ms. Peng, Your Highness has invited Mrs. Li. This matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to mind your own business! Get out of the way quickly, otherwise -"
Before she finished speaking, a cold light flashed by. Peng Qingying took out a silver dagger from nowhere, gritted her teeth and stabbed Yang Shifan in the chest.
Not to mention Yang Shifan, the other six people never imagined that a woman could have such courage. Unfortunately, they were not strong enough. Yang Shifan was from the military. He dodged with a little dexterity, and the blade just scratched his arm with a "hiss" sound. A shallow wound was made.
Lowering his head and seeing blood oozing from his right arm, Yang Shifan turned his eyes red and grabbed Peng Qingying's knife-holding palm, then mercilessly folded her entire arm and pressed it behind her. He only heard a scream of "ah". It was just that the woman's body could not bear the pain of bending bones and flesh. Sweat instantly broke out on her smooth forehead, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch, but she kept struggling and shouting "Quickly".
"Qingying! Qingying!" "Emperor Zhou E" cried out sadly, as if her heart was in unbearable pain, and her face almost lost all color.
Yang Shifan expressionlessly kicked Peng Qingying to the ground and handed it over to the other six people. He dragged the long knife covered with minced meat, hair and blood and brains, and slowly approached the trembling figure in the corner, rubbing the blade There was a screeching sound on the floor.
When he was three or five steps away from "Emperor Zhou E", Yang Shifan shouted loudly, raised his arm, lifted his long knife off the ground with the wind, and struck out quickly, a strong wind mixed with the smell of blood rushed towards his face.
"No!" Watching the blade attack, "Emperor Zhou E" exclaimed. Even though there was a wall behind him, his delicate footsteps still moved backwards uncontrollably. The beauty closed her eyes tightly, tears pouring out.
When I thought I was certain to die, I heard a loud "Peng" sound in my ears, and the deadly sword left a deep mark on the wall next to me. The sand and soil splashed wildly, causing the head of "Emperor Zhou E" to collapse. The hosta beads and flowers are scattered everywhere.
Such fierce killing moves are often very useful in scaring such a weak woman. Yang Shifan deliberately struck the air with his sword to frighten the mind of "Emperor Zhou E" so that he would not resist again. After all, she was the woman named by His Highness Prince Zheng. It would be hard for Yang Shifan to explain if he was injured or disabled during the struggle.
But what Yang Shifan and the other seven people did not expect was that when "Emperor Zhou E" was frightened and found that the crescent bead flower on his head had fallen to the ground, he immediately leaned over and fumbled to pick it up, and then held it tightly. Holding it in his arms, he closed his eyes and wept silently, but he did not make a sound of panic again, and his expression gradually changed from fear to calmness.
Although Emperor Zhou E was the wife of the Jiedushi Envoy, she should have no shortage of valuable jewelry, but she was still a young woman, so it was normal for her to like these beautiful ornaments. Although Yang Shifan was confused, time was urgent at the moment, so he had no time to ask more questions. It was an unimportant question. Anyway, seeing "Emperor Zhou E" start to calm down, he saved his energy, so he said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Li, just let me go! I really don't want to embarrass you."
Then he pointed to Peng Qingying behind her who was speechless in pain: "Whether she leaves or not is related to her life."
Although Peng Qingying was in unbearable pain and her arms were pressed tightly by the two big men on the left and right, unable to move, she still cried intermittently: "Sister... you can't..."
"Shut up!" A man gave a sharp look, and the sound of tense bones and flesh was heard again. Without hesitation, he folded Peng Qingying's already twisted arm an inch, almost causing the poor girl to faint from the pain, and her lips were already He bit hard enough to draw blood, but still muttered incoherently: "She...isn't..."
"Qingying!" "Emperor Zhou E" suddenly stopped her, and then said to Yang Shifan with a calm expression: "What are you seven-foot men capable of bullying a little lady? Let her go, and I will let you go."
Before Yang Shifan could speak, a man joked and said with a smile: "Let her go? Haha, Emperor Zhou E, are you suffering from a disease of stupidity? Now you two are in the hands of our brothers. Does it matter whether you let her go or not?" You decide?"
Another man also echoed the same voice and complained to Yang Shifan: "Brother Yang, our brothers' life and death are unpredictable, so let's indulge us for a while. This barbarian girl is quite beautiful, so let us take her back!"
Most of the people in these troops are poor people. They have committed banditry countless times in troubled times. It is normal to be lustful and lustful. Besides, they rarely have close contact with such beautiful women. As for Zhou Ehuang, he dare not touch her. But she couldn't hold back Peng Qingying in front of her.
At this time, Yang Shifan did not stop him, but his face was as dark as water and he did not respond. Seeing this, "Emperor Zhou E" suddenly raised the pearl flower in his hand, put the sharp end directly against his delicate neck, and said with determination: "If you dare to hurt her in the slightest, I will kill myself immediately! I'm sure your highness will not Are you willing to take my body?"
"Mrs. Li!" Yang Shifan felt anxious and annoyed. It was not that he resented his lustful brothers for provoking "Emperor Zhou E" to fight to the death, but that he regretted not grabbing the sharp object in her hand in time.
In desperation, Yang Shifan could only shout loudly: "Let Madam Peng go!"
When the several big men behind them looked at each other, they heard the long knife hit the ground with a "bang", and sawdust flew across the several-inch-thick wooden floor, and a huge hole was directly penetrated by the blade. Those few were shocked. With a lewd smile on her face, Zhang hurriedly retracted his thoughts, and with a look of reluctance on his face, he pushed Peng Qingying to the ground and let her pass out...
Among the colorful flowers in the courtyard, a thin young man was walking forward in a hurry. The commotion made by the thief just now was really loud. In addition, there were loud screams in the house. As long as you stepped through the flowers and looked through the crumbling doors and windows, you could see the maids lying on the ground in a miserable state. The blood flowed and spread over the body, and the fishy smell filled the place.
The people who died all over the ground were all familiar faces. Seeing such a horrific scene, the young man was panicked and heartbroken but did not stop at all. He carefully pulled out the dagger from his waist and quietly groped in while holding his breath. Entering the inner room, six or seven tall and burly figures were suddenly visible. This is where she lives. Could these thieves...
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the blood in his heart surged suddenly. Without hesitation, the young man gritted his teeth and rushed forward with his sword, stabbing one of the figures fiercely, and shouted repeatedly: "Thieves! Don't hurt my sister!"
