Chapter Thirty-Eight: This Battle Was Really Hearty
As the saying goes, if the emperor leaves the palace and does not meet the assassin, he leaves the palace in vain. No, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Just when Yan Chuqi and the others had heard the story and decided to go shopping again, the Assassin who had to arrive came.
As for the assassins, not all of them are like that Jing Ke, no, the batch that came this time is the kind that is very violent. Yan Chuqi and Wan Qian Yanchu had just walked out of the door of Linglong Pavilion, and there was a heavy treasure on their bodies, and the knife was straight and straight, and it looked like it was going straight to the door of the two of them in an orderly manner, and they slashed over.
Yan Chuqi was naturally smart this time, and reached out to pull Wan Yanchu back, stopping his stupid behavior of wanting to block the knife for himself again. Wan Qian was directly stunned at the beginning, only to feel that a soft little hand suddenly grabbed his arm, and it was a strong force that was completely inconsistent with that hand and pushed him back two steps. When he figured out what was going on, there was already a secret knife ready to slash at him, Wan Qi Yanchu was naturally not a vegetarian, only to see him dodge extremely quickly, avoiding a killing move by the black-clothed killer against him.
Yan Chuqi's combat effectiveness here is not weak, although there are a lot of jade ornaments on his body, which are much heavier than his usual clothes, and Yan Chuqi is afraid of accidentally breaking those jade ornaments, and even his body is several times slower, and he is more timid to fight.
But that body method is several times slower, and Yan Chuqi's speed at this time is still invincible to those people in black. It's just that Yan Chuqi is used to wandering the rivers and lakes, although it was in his previous life, he has also accumulated a lot of experience. Although she sometimes has a lot of nerves, she likes to be safe when fighting, and the best one is the foolproof kind.
He already had five silver needles in his hand, shining dangerously in the sun. The silver needles in Yan Chuqi's hands have not been quenched with poison, first, because there is no need at all, she wants to kill someone, and that person will definitely not live; The second is that her silver needle is made into a lining and worn close to her body, just like an iron coat, quenching poison is obviously unsafe, she is not so good-natured, and has a physique that is invulnerable to all poisons. She was extremely desperate for her life.
Wan Qiyan didn't have any tools in his hands, but for him, he could fight with or without tools, it just depended on the length of time. It's not a good thing to be entangled with this group for too long, after all, he still wants to go around other places with the little girl. Thinking of this, Wan Qiyan looked around at the beginning, and saw that the closest person to him who could be used as a weapon was the big knife that was ready to cut at him.
The man with the knife was stout, his face was veiled, and his eyes were full of greed and malice. Wan Qiyan didn't hesitate any longer, used his skill to rush to the front of the big man's side, took advantage of the momentum to go around his back, and with a force between his knees, he used his bounce force, and with a toe pick, he kicked it hard. The big man's body trembled violently, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.