Chapter Eighty-Five: Striking the Grass and Startling the Horse

On the morning of the seventh day of November, after Chu Yueqing went out.

Steward Zhang returned to the Qinwu Courtyard, where there were twenty dark guards dressed in navy blue.

"For three years, we have been attacked by 'black killings'. We have countless brothers who have died at their hands. This time, we finally found their lair. You say, 'Shall we avenge our dead brother?' ”

"Yes!" The voice of the answer is powerful and powerful!

"Good! Da Sheng, you and Xiao Ba lead a team; The second and third children lead a team, and the sixth and seventh children lead a team. Ah, you and Master Ding will lead a team together.

The twenty of you are divided into four squads, plus the leader, seven people in each team. While our goal is to destroy their lair, you must also come back safely! ”

"Yes!"

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King Cheng stepped into the carriage, "Yu'er, I have something to deal with, and I can't send you back." It's cold and snowy today, don't wander around on the road, go home early, you know? ”

"I see, brother-in-law." Zhao Yu replied with a smile, without entanglement.

"Okay."

When King Cheng arrived at the Ming Garden, the Ming Garden had already turned into a ruin.

The dead men in black were piled together, and the wounded were gathered in the same room.

After the last stop at the Qinwu Academy, the number of killers cultivated by King Cheng has actually decreased sharply, and there are less than 100 people.

In the study, Seventeen and Eighteen were also injured, but not strictly. After a little processing, they went to the study and waited for their master's arrival.

King Cheng pushed the door in, "Seventeen, how many people are left in the 'black killing'?" ”

"Master, count your subordinates and eighteen or forty people." Seventeen replied.

King Cheng's fist slowly clenched, and his left hand kept rubbing the cuff of his right hand.

"Have you found out who it is?"

"The master hasn't yet." Seventeen answers.

"My subordinates know." Eighteen said loudly, "It's someone from Haowangfu." ”

After all, Eighteen had been dormant in King Hao's Mansion for three years, and she had seen several familiar figures during the previous attack.

"Xuanyuan Hao!" The fierceness in King Cheng's eyes was undisguised, which made Seventeen shudder.

King Cheng turned to look at Eighteen, and after Eighteen was discovered, all the people he had planted in King Hao's Mansion were found out, and all of them were eliminated in one day. And he didn't even receive a hint of wind before that.

Who is it? Who the hell was the guy standing across from him?

"What kind of formation did they use to attack?" King Cheng asked.

"Back to the master, the enemy ... It's a hard attack. "Seventeen times.

"Hard attack?" King Cheng said coldly, "With such a large-scale attack, didn't you even notice it?" The Gu of the Ancient Medicine Master, the poisonous weeds in the courtyard, which is not your weapon, and you were actually attacked by them?! ”

"A subordinate is derelict in his duties." Seventeen got down on one knee.

"Seventeen, how many lives do you think you have?" King Cheng put down his rubbing cuffs and picked up a small white porcelain vase next to the desk to play with.

Seventeen didn't dare to answer, soaked in cold sweat.

"Master, it's a subordinate's mistake." Eighteen Dao, "If it weren't for me, they wouldn't have discovered the Ming Garden." "Eighteen now understands that the reason why she escaped from the Hao Palace's mansion that day is probably because they have designed it a long time ago, that is, they want to find the stronghold of the organization from her.

"Huh! Is this a brother-sister relationship? King Cheng chuckled and took two pills from the small porcelain bottle, "Then one for each person, and use it to rob..."

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"Boom!" Molian slammed the driver who was driving.

After the previous discussion, Mo Lian bravely picked up the hand warmer and quietly walked to the front of the carriage.

The coachman faced the wind and snow, and the galloping carriage was covered with wind and frost.

He just wanted to do his best to complete the task.

A female voice sounded in her ears, "Little brother, can the carriage be slower?" ”

He was already impatient to go on a mission in such a cold weather, and he didn't have the heart to deal with the three women in the carriage at this time.

The hand holding the carriage did not stop, and he was ready to knock them out and take them back if they were any more restless.

But before he could react, he felt a hard object hit the top of his head.

The coachman was unsteady and fell. The carriage suddenly lost control and began to run wildly.

Chu Yueqing, Xiaomei, and Mozhi kept shaking in the carriage, but the horses were running more and more happily, and there was no tendency to stop.

"What's going on?" Chu Yueqing asked.

"Princess, when the slave smashed the coachman just now, the hand stove seems to have fallen on the horse's buttocks," replied Molian.

Chu Yueqing: "......", this horse is scalded!

"Don't be nervous, let's lean against each other and try not to fall." As he spoke, the three of them staggered back towards the back of the carriage, trying to grasp the edge of the carriage and stabilize their bodies.

"The horse is frightened, and if no one stops it, it will keep running, and if it runs to a relatively safe place, we will jump off the carriage, you know?"

The three of them slowly groped their way to the edge of the seat, and the small hole in the car window that had been pierced before was torn by the strong wind, revealing a fist-sized opening.

The cold wind poured into the carriage incessantly, and the snow that fell at high speed cut his cheeks like a knife.

But fortunately, through that opening, Chu Yueqing clearly saw the scenery outside.

Looking at the cascading trees not far away, my heart was not good: Nima, they are now eighty percent on the mountain road!

Then the current situation is too dangerous, the mountain road is narrow and steep, this crazy horse is not careful, and the three of them are afraid that they will be crushed!

"Xiaomei, you hold the edge of the seat, Molian, you hold Xiaomei's hand." Chu Yueqing instructed that she had to see what the terrain was outside to make a judgment.

The horse on the mountain road is just her ear to speculate, if not? If they were on flat ground or in the woods, they could wait in the carriage and wait for the horses to stop after the fright.

If so, she would have to find a suitable place and choose to jump out of the carriage.

The winter ground is dry and hard, and the carriage travels so fast, jumping out of the carriage is a very dangerous solution. Luckily, it snowed today, and if the snow was deep enough, it could form a protective barrier.

Xiaomei and Mo Lian, although they have experienced a lot of things, they are still weak women in the end. At this time, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do, so when he heard Chu Yueqing's words, he hurriedly did so.

Chu Yueqing walked slowly, grabbed the bodies of the two people, and slowly walked to the front of the carriage.

This carriage suddenly pressed against a boulder, and the entire carriage violently fell to one side, and Chu Yueqing's body involuntarily leaned forward.

"Go backwards and lean back with the gravity of your body."

Although Chu Yueqing said so, under the effect of inertia, the body simply obeyed the unexpected command. She had to fall backwards hard, grabbed Mo Lian with her right hand and fell down.

Mo Lian comprehended, and at the same time dragged her little eyebrows backwards. (To be continued)

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I feel that there are some places where I don't feel right, but I don't know how to write better, and I haven't changed it until now, sorry!