Chapter Forty-Nine: I Have a Face, What About You

"I know. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" The expression of the dead remains the same.

"And you know who I am?"

"Are you suggesting that I need to bow to you?"

Zheng Rin, the prince of the Nanxuan Dynasty, who in the whole world doesn't know?

"Not really. There was a soft sigh from under the bronze mask, "That's fine." ”

What about the prince, in the eyes of the innocent as a doctor, he is still a helpless patient?

What's more, if he is as down-and-out as he is, trapped in a wheelchair, where is there a little bit of royal demeanor?

"You know Jade Mian Linglong?" felt a little cold, and Wu Xian asked casually.

The bustling streets were full of people, and she had to be close to Zheng Rin's head to make him hear the voice behind him.

The warm breath came from behind the ears, causing the ear bones to be a little numb.

Zheng Rin hurriedly calmed down and said in a deep voice, "She is my subordinate, and she had an accident before and lost contact with her. I came to her this time to report safety. ”

I haven't heard of anyone who reports safety to his subordinates, and the relationship between the two is obviously not so simple. If she asked any more questions, it might be someone else's secret, so she changed the subject with interest.

The two chatted all the way, and before they knew it, they had walked more than half of the road, and soon walked out of the street market in Xicheng District and entered the relatively secluded alley.

"What's the voice?" Zheng Rin asked suddenly. His strength has dropped dramatically, but his sensitivity to danger has risen sharply.

"There are a lot of people approaching us. ”

In fact, she noticed it a long time ago, but these people didn't move much, and they slowly gathered in waves, and they didn't look like they were prepared at all.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared one after the other in the narrow alley.

"Doctor Wuwu, long time no see. Meng Cheng rode his horse and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Adjutant General Meng, you're in the way. Wuxian's originally bright face immediately cooled down.

Meng Cheng didn't deny it, grinning, "What if I want to get in your way?" As he spoke, he approached step by step.

Wuxian walked in front of Zheng Rin and did not back down.

"Ahem. At this tense juncture, Zheng Rin was suffering from the fact that he couldn't help, his heart was depressed, and his breath was disordered.

Wuxian's eyes darkened a little.

"Adjutant General Meng, are you sure you want to stop us?"

"It's okay to let you go," Meng Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked Wuxian from head to foot, "As long as you tell me, how did you enter the Acacia Pavilion?" ”

What kind of place is Acacia Pavilion, others don't know if he can still be confused? It is a famous Red Mansion, rich in beauties. With his current status, he can't even enter the cabinet, what qualifications does a lowly medical doctor have to enter?

As for Zheng Rin, he didn't even bother to reserve the corner of his eye for him.

"It's very simple," Wu Xian said seriously, "I have a face, what about you?"

As soon as these words came out, the individual cavalrymen behind her couldn't help but sneer, and even Zheng Rin's eyes were dyed with a smile.

What she meant was that Meng Cheng's face was not on the table.

Meng Cheng's face immediately sank, he pulled out his heavy sword, pointed directly at Wu Wu, and said horizontally, "If you don't tell the truth, then you don't want to leave today!"

"Not necessarily. Wuxian untied the white feather, held it in his hand, and looked coldly at Meng Cheng who was riding on a horse.

"Oh, just you, and the cripple behind you who can't stand up, still want to escape from the palm of my hand?

Wuwu's expression suddenly became very strange. How would he feel if he told Meng Cheng that the person he was searching for was what he called "a cripple who couldn't stand up"?

dared to insult His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to his face, there was no need to guess, he basically had a hopeless future. Whether his life can stay or not depends on the mood of this Prince Rin.

Of course, the premise is that she has to make sure that Prince Rin's life is safe first.

"Why don't you try it?"

When Meng Cheng heard this, he immediately grabbed his sword and urged his mount to move.

Wuxian walked up to Zheng Rin and whispered in his ear, "The mechanism is at your hand, be careful." "Push the wheelchair outwards to avoid their front and back pinching.

Mengcheng's heavy sword slashed horizontally, the blade was quite imposing, the sword qi of the Ling people spread out in an arc, Wuxian jumped on one foot, dodged a blow, stepped on the horse's head in the air, and the white feather was like practice, sweeping towards the face of Mengcheng with the sound of the wind.

Meng Cheng leaned back, causing the innocent response to miss.

"I don't see you have two hits. There was a strange color in his eyes.

Wuxian ignored him, and it was ridiculous that he threatened to teach her a lesson just because he had not touched the threshold of a great sword master.

Her skills were so nimble that the cavalry could only watch dryly, and they couldn't intervene at all.

"Catch this kid first!" Some people saw that Zheng Rin was weak and weak, and sat alone on the sidelines, so they wanted to catch him first.

Zheng Rin's face under the bronze mask instantly turned cold as frost. Want to use him to threaten the dead?

The three cavalrymen took the lead in riding horses and rushed in front of Zheng Rin, their hooves raised high, splashing three feet of dust. The three heavy swords fanned around him, full of fighting spirit, and the colorful attribute light was like an exploding ball of light, almost wanting to dazzle his eyes. He wanted to forcibly operate the fighting qi in his body, but his muscles and veins felt a stinging pain like thousands of pins and needles at the moment of accumulation. Only then did he realize that he had long since been abolished.

What does it mean to be bullied by dogs in Pingyang? This is his current situation. These cavalry, who are only at the level of earth knights, were as arrogant as him in the past, how could they be taken into account?

Under the bronze mask, the noble Danfeng's eyes gave birth to strong resentment and unwillingness.

No matter how unwilling he is, he has to face reality now.

Wu Wu had just reminded him that there was a mechanism at hand, and he lowered his head and groped for it, and sure enough, he felt three circular bumps at the bottom of the right handrail.

The cavalryman directly opposite raised his heavy sword with golden-red flames, aimed it at his chest, and stabbed him hard.

At the same time, Zheng Rin's hand pressed on one of the bulges.

The blade of the sword was just a finger away from his chest, and the scorching breath seemed to melt the mask from his face, and he closed his eyes in resignation, and the moment he closed his eyes, a chill came from under his hands, putting an end to the heat wave. He opened his eyes in surprise, only to realize that it was his mechanism that worked. Then came an even more shocking scene: a wisp of white wrapped around the heavy sword, and all the flames that touched it instantly froze and shattered into slag. An extremely cold aura gathered around him, blocking the pressure from all directions for him.

This chill was so powerful, it was even better than Jiuqing's ice attribute magic. Besides, it's just a mechanism.

Seeing that the cavalry could not succeed in a single blow, together with the other two companions, attacked again. This time, the three swords were cut down in unison, and Zheng Rin had no way to retreat, so he resolutely pressed the second mechanism.