"Master, can you be more reliable, say something brainless and let the minions help you?" Ping'er threw away the things in his hand and said negatively. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yesterday the princess acted on her own and left him in the private room. also brought a group of people who wore the official mansion to take him to the government office. He thought that the identity of the princess was exposed, and he worried for a long time.

"Slaves are also dignified, you better tell the minions the main actions, and the minions will cooperate with you." Ping'er was a little depressed.

"You've always been timid, I'm afraid to tell you, you'll be scared all day long." Qingge scratched her head.

"The slave is cowardly, but since he follows you, he will fight to the death. The minion chose this path and had no intention of turning back. Ping'er looked at Qingge with bright eyes, and her ordinary face showed a bright light.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Qingge lowered her voice and said in Ping'er's ear: "I want to escape from the palace in a proper way and escape the world." I don't want to be attached to anyone. Therefore, I need money, I need the right identity, and I need the right excuse. "But all ancient princesses will not end well, either as a political gift to other countries, or as a tool to win the hearts of the people to marry the minister. Qingge should not become a marionette in the hands of others. She wants to live a life that she is in control.

"Loose in the world?" Ping'er froze in place. The princess's purpose is so simple, yet so difficult.

"So today, we're looking for someone who can be trusted, someone who can provide us with identity and money." Qingge continued: "He must meet several conditions: first, the business has enough capital to make money, but for some reason, but needs some help. Second, they are righteous and not greedy for money, and they will not sell us. Third, there are forces in other places that can help us solve the identity problem. ”

"So we're targeting humble small businessmen." Qingge and Ping'er bit their ears, but their eyes looked over Ping'er, looked from afar, and noticed that something was wrong with the people on the street corner.

Her instincts told her that the men were coming for them, as the man in the brown coat had been dangling around them for many times. "Let's go." The siren sounded loudly in Qingge's heart.

Hu Fu Yin's people? Not like. Hu Fuyin's servants would not wear such a fitting outfit.

Qingge pulled Ping'er up one after the other, and quickly shuttled through the crowd.

Sure enough, the men followed suit.

Qingge thought while running out of breath that she must practice kung fu when she goes back, and it is too dangerous to go out with a little father-in-law who is weaker than her.

The two of them were small and drilled through the cracks. The sturdy men were no longer in order, and the crowd blocked her from walking more and more slowly, and she immediately turned into a slightly cold side street.

"Are those people gone?" The two men slipped into a bookstore, held up two books, and covered them in front of them.

"Gone...... It's back again......" Ping'er said.

There were five people in total, staring at them. The three of them gathered outside the shop, and the way out had been blocked, and the two walked into the store.

"Please." The man at the head was seven inches long, and he had a tiger's back and a bear's waist. As soon as her hand lightly touched Qingge's shoulder, she grinned in pain. Go with him, stupid. I was taken to a remote place, and I don't know why I didn't know it.

She clung to a large bookshelf full of books in front of her. As long as he didn't let go, he couldn't kill her here.

Ping'er is also clever with both hands and feet, hugging the bookshelf like a koala.

In broad daylight, persistence is victory. Qingge watched the people outside the store walk by with hope, but the store was dimly lit, and the view was blocked by the large bookshelves, and no one noticed the scene in the store.

The two sides began a difficult tug-of-war. Qingge felt like her shoulder was about to break.

"How many...... Why don't you go out and fight? A faint voice remembered behind me.

Qingge really wants to curse, which eye do you see that there is a fight, it's obviously murder, okay. If you don't hurry up and report to the official, you are still so calm.

"Rong's shop is small, so I can't accommodate everyone, so it's better to go out." The voice was a little lower.

The big man who grabbed the light song took out a heavy gold ingot from his waist and threw it to him, "Don't worry about it." ”

The gold ingot drew a beautiful parabola, fell to the ground, and rolled twice. The man didn't answer.

"Help, murder, this place is going to become a murder shop." Qingge shouted at the right time.

The big man behind him was obviously in a hurry, it was not their intention to kill people here, with a wave of his arm, he steadily pressed Qingge's neck, pinching her so much that she couldn't breathe, as long as he used a little force, Qingge could go to see Hades.

"Let go, don't get my place dirty." The man said coldly.

In an instant, Qingge felt that his breathing was smooth. Naturally, it was not because the big man was so obedient, but because he couldn't take care of himself anymore.

Qingge turned around, and the big man was standing on his stomach all over, his pupils no longer focused. With a gentle push, he fell to the ground in an instant.

The cyan shirt quickly struck to the other side, and the person who grabbed Ping'er fell to the ground instantly.

The three people outside saw that the situation was not good, and they also rushed in.

"Go hide behind the counter for a while." The man in Tsing Yi said to the two of them.

Qingge and Ping'er obediently lay behind the counter, only revealing their eyes and looking secretly.

As soon as the three of them entered the room, they took out their short daggers and took them straight to Qingge behind the counter, Qingge shrunk his neck and squatted down.

Only a few very low muffled grunts were heard, and calm was restored.

Looking again, the five people were already stacked in the corner, simply covered by the bookshelves, and there were people coming and going on the street, but no one noticed.

How did he do it? Qingge looked at his white fingers, and with these pair of jade-like hands, he solved five martial arts masters with his bare hands. They did not appear to have any external injuries, but their faces were pale, and they did not know whether they were dead or alive.

"What's wrong with them?"

"Dead." He replied lightly.

"This little brother, let me deal with it." He looked at Ping'er, who was bloodless.

This time, Ping'er nodded calmly. Putting Qingge's face into his arms, Ichigo, "Master, don't look at it. It will be dealt with in a moment. ”

"Ping'er, I'm fine, I'm not afraid." Qingge felt warm in her heart, the two of them saw that they had experienced life and death together, Ping'er seemed to have really grown up, and she knew how to protect her.

A quarter of an hour later, Qingge looked at this shop, and the title was simply "Study", which showed how careless the shopkeeper was about it. This is not uncommon for shopkeepers who can use five strong men with white blades empty-handed. It's natural that business is not doing well. But look at the master can sit peacefully in a back room of the shop for the man to rest. Outside the house is a sunny green meadow, with a small pond in the middle, where two koi fish swim leisurely. Qingge drank tea and listened to the sound of gurgling water. It's like a world away.

Who would have thought that five people's lives had just been lost in this comfortable and tranquil landscape. Who would have thought that this clean man would easily kill someone.