In the noisy streets, Mei Danhong threw out a leather whip, which startled the onlookers, and everyone retreated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the brown leather whip that rushed straight to her head, Su Ziqing grabbed it with her bare hands like lightning, and grabbed the end of the leather whip in her hand, the leather whip was full of small barbs, and the stinging pain in her palm rushed straight to her mind, making her frown slightly.

This pain is nothing to Su Ziqing, she has long been used to walking the rivers and lakes with her grandfather, and now she is most worried about the girl on the ground, but the other party provokes in every way, she has to face it.

On the other end of the leather whip, Mei Danhong's expression was stunned, and she was surprised in her heart, but she didn't expect that the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who could only cry to win the sympathy of men, actually caught her leather whip.

This surprise was just surprise, she felt that this was Su Ziqing's love of face, so she snorted coldly, and pulled the leather whip back with her right hand, pulling it twice in a row, and the leather whip was still firmly in Su Ziqing's hand.

Unable to pull back the leather whip, she suddenly felt anxious in her heart, so she angrily scolded Su Ziqing: "Let go!"

The corners of Su Ziqing's mouth curled slightly, adding a touch of color to her originally pale face, and this smile made Mei Danhong, who had been paying attention to her, lose her mind for a moment.

What she was waiting for was the other party's words, and she took advantage of the pull to skillfully relax the leather whip in her hand, "Smack~"

A slapping sound on flesh resounded through the streets, "Ah!" accompanied by a piercing scream.

Mei Danhong threw the leather whip on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and wailed as if someone had poured sulfuric acid.

The four guards she brought, the person at the head glanced at the other two, and the two of them immediately surrounded Su Ziqing, and punched her without saying a word.

Su Ziqing, who had just raised her foot to leave, noticed that the wind was coming from behind, and she turned around and dodged a punch, and the other punch had already come to the façade, which frightened her and immediately lowered her body.

The two of them have a deadly move, and the three straw bales in front of them can't be compared, now she can only dodge desperately, she has no power to fight back at all, she has to quickly think of a way, if it goes on like this, she will definitely lose.

Su Ziqing dodged while running her brain quickly, and several times, she was almost hit by the two.

"By the way, in addition to taekwondo, I am the most familiar with Taijiquan, at that time, I practiced with my grandfather almost every day, and I don't know if Taijiquan can beat them, and now I can't manage so much time is pressing, let's be a dead horse doctor!"

Su Ziqing shook over with a false move, jumped away from the middle of the two, and immediately posed for the first style of Taijiquan, and the two of them were full of suspicion when they saw her posture, but they still surrounded her and continued to fight.

The three of them fought, and after a few moves, Su Ziqing finally gained the upper hand.

Mei Danhong, who was watching the battle, saw that her liver was on fire, and she pointed to the other two men and said: "You two also go up together, take her down for me, dare to beat me, I want her to taste the taste of life is worse than death."

A blood-red mark ran from her cheek to the bridge of her nose, and her face became unusually hideous as she spoke, and the dominatrix was no more than that.

The leader looked embarrassed, staggered a few times, and finally jumped up and joined the battle, and the four of them besieged Su Ziqing at the same time, and after a few moves, the two sides fought a draw.

This result made Mei Danhong angry, and she didn't care if she would be laughed at by five dozen or not, so she manipulated the leather whip and whipped Su Ziqing.

At this time, Su Ziqing's scalp was numb, and her heart couldn't help trembling, she knew that this was her body's reaction in the face of danger, so she immediately dodged, and a brown leather whip passed her nose dangerously.

"Damn! This is too bullying, isn't it? Even if the four beat me up, I'm still holding a weapon, and five beat me one, this is also despicable and shameless, I have to think of a way quickly, if I continue like this, I will be caught sooner or later, and if I don't die at that time, I will have to shed my skin. In her thoughts, she kicked away the leather whip that was close to her.

Outside the crowd of onlookers, a silver chic carriage, made of two sturdy black horse-drawn carriages, the front and back contrast of black and white is very conspicuous, it is parked on the side of the road.

Uncle Yuan, the housekeeper of the palace, hurriedly returned to the carriage and said to the carriage: "Lord, the old slave inquired, this is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the daughter of the General's Mansion, the two fought for favor in the prince's courtyard, and they fought from the courtyard to the outside of the courtyard, and the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion was still disheveled......

Uncle Yuan wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and took a small breath: "However, now it is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, one fights five, I didn't expect the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion to be martial, although the tricks are a little weird." He looked surprised, and continued:

"The daughter of the General's Mansion is too bullying, even if you fight one of five, it's still a few big men and a little girl, it's really not ashamed!"

After Uncle Yuan finished speaking, he snorted lightly in the direction of Mei Danhong with a disdainful face, turned his head, and continued: "According to the old slave, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion won't last long, does the prince want to ......?"

Speaking of this, Uncle Yuan stopped and waited for the decision of the people in the carriage.

In the carriage, Baili Ming raised a slender hand like jade, lifted the curtain, the eyes of the martial arts practitioners, the ears are also good, ten zhang away is clearly visible, the girl wearing a belly pocket is covered in blood, wandering between five people, struggling to avoid all attacks, the jade pendant on her waist is stained with blood, at this moment, a faint golden light emanates from the jade pendant, slowly rising into the air to form a dragon pattern, everyone only cares about kneeling, no one pays attention to the dragon in mid-air.

Seeing this, his eyebrows were high, his eyes were smiling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned to reveal a shallow smile, and he couldn't help but think of the prophecy in his heart:

"The yellow dragon is now, the ancient tomb is open, there is no border, see the real dragon, and get ......"

This prophecy is a generation of eminent monks, left by Master Forget Chen before his death, and only a few people in the world know about it, and it just so happens that Baili Ming is one of them.

Baili Ming didn't say the last two words, "Eternal life?" He sneered in his heart, picked up a white jade teacup on the small coffee table of golden silk nanmu, looked at it, and beat it out with a wave of his hand.

"Ah......h

Mei Danhong and the others over there screamed endlessly, she grabbed her numb arm, and shouted angrily at the crowd: "Who is it?

When her eyes swept over the road that had been deliberately vacated by the crowd who were quietly kneeling, a silver carriage was parked, and she immediately shut up, and her face showed a panicked look, and her whole body trembled.

Everyone in Kyoto knows that the black horse and white carriage is the carriage of the nineteenth imperial uncle, this imperial uncle is decisive in killing, and he can't talk about the slightest favor, although he will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but as long as the evidence is conclusive, it is useless for the emperor to intercede.

It is precisely because of this that Mei Danhong has a weak heart, and behind the whole thing is her planning and calculating Su Ziqing, but she just paused, and then knelt down on one knee, and she had to bear it before the deeds were exposed.

"Miss Mei Danhong of the General's Mansion, knock to see the prince!"

She didn't dare to look up, for fear that she would reveal some flaws.

Steward Yuan hurriedly instructed his subordinates, took out the small stool to get out of the car, and Baili Ming, who was wearing a white brocade robe, followed the small stool and walked down step by step, like a fairy descending to earth, his black hair was tied up, and under the sword eyebrows was a pair of deep eyes, and his water chestnut facial features were distinct, and there was no expression at all.

His lips opened lightly, and a magnetic voice slowly flowed out from the red lips, cold and majestic: "She will be handed over to this king." ”

In Baili Ming's mouth, she naturally pointed to Su Ziqing, who wanted to fall down and desperately wanted to stand firm, so she threw the white robe in her hand on her, and the girl wrapped in a wide robe looked even thinner.