Chapter 62: Itching for a while

When he got out of the room, he found that Jun Mochen was still in the cool hall of the courtyard, thinking that he was waiting for her.

The corners of Luo Yan's mouth hooked slightly, and she returned to her usual playful expression, and walked towards Jun Mochen.

"Those people are dead soldiers, and as long as they are caught, they will find a way to kill themselves no matter what.

There are many such dead soldiers in the capital, but all the powerful families will secretly cultivate some dead soldiers to perform some tasks that cannot be performed on the surface of the master by the master.

If the mission fails, they will surely die.

This is a hint of their devotion to their master and their training.

These dead soldiers can no longer be regarded as normal people, they are just puppets who only know how to carry out orders. Jun Mochen looked at Luo Yan, who had returned to normal, and said so many words for the first time.

Although he knew that the stinky boy in front of him was not as weak as he thought, he still couldn't help but worry that today's events had left a shadow in her heart.

His cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the innate stage, and at this time, he could already sense the influence of the cultivator's state of mind on his cultivation, so he didn't want a few puppets to die and let Luo Yan fall into a heart disease.

"I know, their deaths have nothing to do with me, and besides, they are enemies who have come to kill me, so it is difficult for me to be sad for them. Hearing Jun Mochen's words, the last trace of unhappiness in Luo Yan's heart also dissipated, and the smile on her face became more brisk.

"Well, let's rest, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning. Seeing that Luo Yan was completely back to normal, the trace of worry in Jun Mochen's heart dissipated, this was the stinky boy he knew, heartless, smart and cunning.

"Okay, you will go tomorrow without a trace. Luo Yan nodded, turned around and took just two steps to remember Jun Wuxian, so she stopped and said.

"Hmm" Jun Mochen hummed in a low voice, indicating that he agreed.

It's just that he was a little puzzled, when did this stinky boy meet that guy.

That second ancestor is no more worry-free than his stupid younger brother, these three people meet together, and they have a headache when they think about it.

The three of them are not worry-free masters, and when they arrive at his courtyard tomorrow, will they let these three troublesome guys directly demolish his hunting ground.

In the backyard of the Protector General's Mansion, Nalan Qinyao was anxiously waiting in the dormitory for the news of the dead soldier who went on a mission.

"Miss, miss, no, the dead soldiers sent out, all, all, all dead. Nalan Yaoqin's personal maidservant didn't have time to change her night clothes, so she rushed directly into her bedroom.

"What, how is it possible, no, this is impossible, how can that stinky boy deal with the twenty dead men I have handpicked. Hearing the maidservant's report, Nalan Qinyao stood up violently.

Because of the excessive force, the seat behind her was directly overturned to the ground, making a bang.

"Miss, the maid saw it with her own eyes, every sentence is true, that stinky boy doesn't know what he threw away, and our twenty dead soldiers stiffened in place in a moment, unable to move for half a minute, and they exploded directly, along with the nineteen dead soldiers.

Miss, if the maid hadn't been far away, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to come back this time. The maid Xiaohe's eyes were full of fear.

She saw with her own eyes that the stinky boy threw out a small porcelain vase, and in just a few breaths, twenty of the most valued dead soldiers of her master were subdued to the ground, which was terrible.

"As soon as he blew himself up, that stinky boy wasn't hurt?" Nalan Qinyao still couldn't believe it, what she heard was true.

If that's the case, the stinky boy's ability really makes her underestimate.

"No, that stinky boy is just a little torn in his clothes, and even the six princes who are protected by her are only slightly injured. If Luo Yan hadn't been shocked by the self-explosion scene at that time, where would she have had the opportunity to escape and report the news.

Less than a moment after she left, Jun Mochen rushed over, and she escaped with her fate.

"How can that be reasonable, that stinky boy is really capable, so much so that I underestimate her ability.

Withdraw the person who is being watched, and no more movement will be made for a short time.

Having dealt with the people who knew about it, I don't want any rumors to be unfavorable to the General's Mansion.

That stinky boy just let him get away for a few more days, there will always be a chance to clean him up. At this time, Nalan Qinyao finally regained her senses.

If she was still so brainless and reckless, Luo Yan would look down on her even more.

In the end, he was the leader of the last Hundred Flowers Society, and he was the daughter of the general who protected the country the most, how could he really be brainless.

Besides, her outstanding qualifications and cultivation are not false, she can cultivate to the fifth level of the day after tomorrow at such an age, and her qualifications are not ordinary.

And her understanding will not be far behind.

"Yes, miss, don't worry. Xiaohe got the order and immediately withdrew.

That night, there were two little maids in the backyard of the General's Mansion who accidentally fell into the lotus pond in the backyard and died.

The episode in the Protector General's Mansion passed quickly, but it was just the death of two little maids, and no one would care.

This kind of thing, in the homes of these eunuchs and magnates, which one does not stage a few plays.

As for the twenty dead soldiers, they were originally Nalan Qinyao's people, even if the loss was huge, she could only secretly swallow this secret loss.

No matter how bold she was, no matter how much she was loved by the Protector General, she didn't dare to let her father know that the people she sent were directly dealing with the regent's guests and younger brothers.

Such a catastrophe can only be carried out secretly, if her father knows, I don't know how to punish her.

After a dreamless night, Luo Yan got up early in the morning, and when she left the room, Jun Mochen was already exercising by the lotus pond in the courtyard.

A long sword in his hand has begun to take shape, and the sword intent has already taken shape.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, the sword moved at will, agile and free, chic and elegant.

Walking like a swimming dragon, as fast as the wind, waving the sword has a tendency to unity.

Luo Yan was itchy for a while, so she casually broke off a branch, and her body moved lightly and attacked Jun Mochen.

Feeling the attack like lightning, Jun Mochen turned around and raised his sword to resist.

When he saw that it was Luo Yan who suddenly attacked him, a smile crossed his eyes, and the sword in his hand immediately turned passive into an active attack on Luo Yan.

The two of you have been back and forth for a while, and hundreds of moves have passed, saying that it is a battle, but it is better to say that it is a swordsmanship.

The branch in Luo Yan's hand was like a peerless sword, and there was a powerful sword power between swings, and its sword intent had been achieved.

Although it is a tree branch, the sword moves swung by the branch are all condensed into a sword-shaped sword qi, so even if it hits the sword in Jun Mochen's hand, it will not be cut off by it.

From Luo Yan's swordsmanship of retracting and releasing freely and integrating his body and sword, Jun Mochen has benefited a lot.

Every time he made a move with Luo Yan, he could see the loopholes in his swordsmanship.

Luo Yan's swordsmanship is smart and changeable, it seems to be a real move, but it is actually a false move, and every blow she blows is the most concise nirvana, without flashy moves.

Simplifying the complex, but also implying countless changes, it is difficult to guard against.