took off the black cloth that hid his face, revealing a delicate little face, this person was Ling Ziran!

The fox rarely looked serious, but the night clothes couldn't hide the demonic and evil aura that emanated from his body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Just tonight, I have already applauded the brothers!"

"Hmm."

Looking at Ling Ziran's contemplative face, the fox couldn't help but tease: "Xiao Dye, you protect the emperor so carefully, do you have any thoughts?" ”

When Ling Ziran was said by him, his face suddenly burned, and his ears seemed to echo Jun Mochen's evil side, and he kicked the fox in the leg unceremoniously, accompanied by his howling voice, Ling Ziran said lightly: "Do you know that the emperor can still watch coldly when he is remembered?" Lately, your skin has been itching again, isn't it?! ”

The fair-skinned and delicate little hand groped to the fox's waist, pinched a piece of meat, and turned clockwise 360 degrees, and the fox ghost cried wolf...... Whew! Auntie, I was wrong! Whew!! ”

In the quiet night, the branches rustled with the wind, and the sound of small footsteps seemed so clear in the darkness, and then the faint moonlight suddenly revealed a cold light!

An extremely ugly crow crow crow pierced the sky, the candle light in the imperial study was still on, Jun Mochen was watching the recital, listening to the ugly crow call, frowning without a trace.

Suddenly, the arrival of a gust of wind blew out the oil lamp, and the area of the imperial study fell into darkness, and Jun Mochen slowly moved to the place where the Qingfeng Sword was placed, which was his most beloved sword.

The body of the sword is made of fine ancient bronze, the hilt is also inlaid with fine fiery red agate, the scabbard is made of gold, and this sword has been placed by the side of the person for a long time, it is very spiritual, and it will recognize its master, unless it wants to, otherwise you can't let it out of the scabbard!

Before he could meet it, a white light flashed in front of him, Jun Mochen became vigilant, a pair of eyes in the dark were even darker and shining, a beautiful side kick, and then he used his strength to hold the Qingfeng sword, and pushed it hard, without having to unsheath it, and the sound of the dislocation of the bones in the silence was extremely obvious.

kicked away the corpse, hooked his lips contemptuously, it was so cold, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Even such a small minion dares to move?" Bite off more than one can chew! ”

And on this side, Ling Ziran's efficiency is very good, and they will solve a group of people in a short time, I don't know if it's because the other party is too weak or they are too strong, but I have to say that Ling Ziran's hiding power is very good, and it didn't alarm the guards in the palace at all.

Ling Ziran felt that the imperial study, hearing the sound of fighting, secretly screamed that it was not good, she didn't know how Jun Mochen's martial arts were, so she was very worried about his safety, turned over and entered the imperial study, and joined the fight.

Ling Ziran tied the black cloth on his face tightly to avoid accidentally revealing his identity during the fight, Jun Mochen saw that he joined another one, thinking that they were in a gang, and stabbed him with the sword he had snatched from the other party, because they were not qualified enough to pollute his sword!

She didn't expect Jun Mochen to make a move on herself, she was defenseless for a while, and was stabbed in the shoulder, but this small injury was nothing, it was just a little difficult, her fingers tightened, and with a twist, the originally living person now fell to the ground softly.

Ling Ziran made a gesture to Jun Mochen, indicating that he was here to help him, so as not to be injured by mistake again.

Jun Mochen pursed his lips, this was what he always did when thinking about things, his intuition told him that she could believe it, looked at her deeply, and did not make another move on her.

The remaining four people are very good, and they are all very cunning, it is difficult to solve it for a while, Jun Mochen swept his eyes, hooked his lips lightly, and backhanded the person who wanted to sneak attack him from behind, and forcefully took it, buckled the throat of the person who came, and with a twist, the person fell out of his hand.

Ling Ziran and the two of them were poems, Jun Mochen did not step forward, he hugged his chest with his hands and looked like he was watching a play, although Ling Ziran had fire in his heart, but his hands still did not stop.

With a twist of her dexterous body, she grabbed the waist coat of one of the assassins with both hands, and used it as a weapon to smash it at the other assassin, both of them falling to the ground, Ling Ziran pressed the knuckles of her fingers, narrowed her eyes, and smashed them with fists with both hands, and then, with a 'clang', the two fainted one after another.

Ling Ziran grabbed the two who had fainted and threw them at Jun Mochen, and took the opportunity to jump out of the window and leave.

Jun Mochen kicked the two of them away, and wanted to catch up, but he stepped on something under his feet and leaned over to pick it up.