Chapter Seventy-One: Hand-to-Hand
The man was neatly dressed, apparently unmoved, with a stubble and eyes as sharp and deep as an eagle.
"Oh, who are you, dare to stop me from doing something?"
The middle-aged man smiled arrogantly, and his gaze swept up and down Lin Yunmeng.
That presumptuous look was really uncomfortable, and Lin Yunmeng couldn't help frowning.
"When you ask someone, please report yourself first, otherwise you will appear to be very uneducated. Since it is an enemy, Lin Yunmeng is unceremonious.
The other party's face was slightly gloomy, and he snorted coldly and waved his hand directly: "Hindering *** to do things, there is no forgiveness for killing!"
Lin Yunmeng scolded secretly, this person is obviously not the master of rubbing, but how can she delay time like this?
He was so nonsense at the feet of the Son of Heaven, obviously playing a strategy of quick victory, Lin Yunmeng and the others could only delay it as much as possible.
But the other party obviously took precautions against this early, and the people brought in were all extraordinary, and it was difficult for several people to deal with it.
Lin Yunmeng coped with the cold light in front of her that kept changing, and kept thinking about how to get out in her mind.
Although several people looked difficult to parry, in fact, several people were not hurt at all, and the middle-aged man obviously saw that something was wrong.
If one of these men was about to be attacked, the only woman would help them avoid it as if they had eyes on the back of their head, which led to a stalemate in the battle, and the other side drained their strength while they waited for the arrival of the government.
The middle-aged man frowned fiercely, and immediately took his subordinate Guan Gong's big knife and slashed straight at Mu Huan.
He hasn't forgotten that the core goal is Mu Huan.
Lin Yunmeng took the knife directly, holding a sword flower in her hand, and the pearl veil swayed slightly with her movements.
Her beautiful eyes are like quenched sparks, gorgeous and beautiful, but no one dares to peep at her at this moment, because the breathing aura on this woman's body is shocking!
Against the middle-aged man with strong martial arts and some hidden weapons, he can still deal with it easily.
Gu You was secretly surprised, he knew that Lin Yunmeng had some kung fu, but he didn't want it to be so powerful, no worse than those swordsmen on the list!
The middle-aged man was also more and more frightened the older he was, he was the one who faced this woman directly, and he could naturally feel that the person in front of him seemed to be a little rusty at first, but for some reason, the other party became more and more courageous!
It's like I've found some kind of feel.
Lin Yunmeng was indeed a little unsmooth at the beginning, after all, she had rarely fought with others since she crossed over, and she was also killed by the assassin that day, and she did not confront each other at all as now.
But after she got acquainted with it, Wu Qi's sword naturally gradually became easier, and even her teammates were a little overwhelmed.
"Damn slut!" the middle-aged man scolded, who expected him to scold like this, Lin Yunmeng made a move a little more ruthlessly.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and slashed down with all his might, Lin Yunmeng knew that he couldn't catch it, so he hurriedly jumped back to avoid it.
At this time, the other party also waved his hand: "Retreat!"
Calculate the time, the people of the government are almost there, and they will not be able to leave if they do not retreat.
"Want to go?" This time it was Lin Yunmeng's turn to smile, the extreme blade sword in her hand trembled, and she attacked the man sharply: "I didn't say you could go!"
"Yellowmouth is going crazy!Do I want to go or can you stay?" the other man smiled contemptuously, dodging the sword and swept out, and the rest of the assassins fled with the master.
Lin Yunmeng hadn't had such a hearty fight for a long time, and it felt just right at this time, how could she be willing to let go of this person?
"Whether you can keep it or not, it's not that you don't look at your mouth, but my sword!"
Immediately, she swung her sword and made a messy but implied rhythmic sword style, and Gu You next to her scratched her head, did this person really not know the first swordsman?
The two sides were entangled, and there were other assassins who wanted to help their masters deal with Lin Yunmeng together, but Mu Huan and them dragged the group of people very well.
The situation was completely reversed, and those who had just thought of fleeing changed their defense to attack, but the people who had just been rampant and wanton became frightened and only wanted to flee quickly.
At this time, the shadow of the government was seen on the street, and the middle-aged man was startled, and immediately turned around and swept to the roof of the house, and fled out of the city quickly.
Where will Lin Yunmeng let people go?
"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to fight with me endlessly?!" The middle-aged man turned around and found that the woman was still chasing, almost not collapsing.
Isn't this person not clear-headed??
Lin Yunmeng sneered, there is no revenge, everyone almost killed her friend, this is still called no revenge?
The other party also seemed to find that he couldn't get rid of Lin Yunmeng no matter what, and suddenly turned around with a knife, as if he wanted to kill her by surprise, Lin Yunmeng just wanted to avoid it, and his waist tightened.
The light aroma that came to her nose was refreshing, Lin Yunmeng smelled the familiar smell, and somehow, she naturally relaxed a little.
The embrace is not too warm, in fact, because of the root of the illness that fell since childhood, this person's body has always been cold.
Xu Qingke stood on the roof with a blank face, the sea shouted, and kicked the person off the roof directly while the man was stunned, and then simply knocked the person unconscious, lest the other party commit suicide by swallowing poison or something.
After dealing with these trivial matters, the momentum was only in an instant, and the sea raised his head, and the words that he just wanted to ask his master to deal with things were completely blocked in his throat.
Under the huge moon, the two people embracing each other stood with their backs to the moon, the cold light illuminated everything in the world in a hazy light, the tall man held the slender waist of the masked woman with one hand, and the woman looked at him "affectionately", which seemed ambiguous and hot.
But at this incomparably beautiful scenery under the moon, I saw the woman holding a sword that was still bleeding, and "gently" against Xu Qingke's neck:
"Let go. ”
"......" Xu Qingke silently withdrew his hand and looked at the woman faintly.
Lin Yunmeng put the sword back into the sheath and glanced at this person coldly: "Deng's disciple! hooligan! villain!"
Xu Qingke immediately coughed repeatedly, and his whole face was dyed red, which made his excessively pale look a little angry.
With that, Lin Yun strode away angrily, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the assassin.
The sea looked at the incomparably beautiful picture with a confused face, and asked a little unexpectedly: "Master, what did you do??"
Otherwise, why did that girl scold Xu Qingke for no reason?
The corners of Xu Qingke's mouth twitched, a blush actually appeared on his face, and the sea looked at his master like a ghost.
What about the master who seems to be gentle but has a cold heart? Ah no, who is the boy Sichun like a person?!
"Mind your, go and tie people up!" Xu Qingke glared at the sea viciously, quite annoyed and angry.
The sea is deflated, he is innocent, he is pitiful, but he can't say it, because he is weak and humble.