Wen Qingyao, who rolled to the ground, hugged the faint Yanyan, her eyes were cold and penetrating, staring at the mountain bandits surrounding her, and asked sharply, "I am the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, if you want money, I can allow it, but if you hurt me by half a point, the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely kill your nine clans!" ”

Wen Qingyao's scolding was loud, but the mountain bandits on the opposite side were indifferent, they had knives in their hands, and Wen Qingyao's helplessness was clearly printed.

The mountain bandits walked forward slowly, and Wen Qingyao dragged Yanyan backwards with all her strength.

The movement and retreat forced Yanyan to slowly open her eyes, looking at such a dangerous situation, and struggled to push Wen Qingyao away, "Miss, run, run." ”

Wen Qingyao's eyes suddenly turned red, the mountain bandits did not enter the oil and salt, Yanyan was injured and weak, she was the only one, and she didn't want to escape with Yanyan today.

She was born again, and she has not yet taken revenge, but today she is facing death. If she still wants revenge, she should abandon Yanyan today.

But she can't do it after all!

"Miss, run." Yeon-yeon cried and pleaded.

Wen Qingyao wiped the tears from her face, put her on the ground, and slowly got up.

Wen Qingyao clenched the scissors, faced the Sanwu mountain bandits, straightened her back and stiffened her neck, and said arrogantly, "I know who you are employed by, and I also know that you are not real mountain bandits!" ”

The three or five strong men in front of her were dressed like mountain bandits, but Wen Qingyao saw that their posture with knives was very rusty, and she had seen a lot of people in the nunnery, but this was not the case.

Wen Qingyao's words were ruthless, "I'll say it again, who dares to touch me today, don't want to stay alive within three generations in the future." ”

The mountain bandits looked at each other, but they didn't speak, and after a moment, they all walked towards Wen Qingyao.

Wen Qingyao stopped in front of Yanyan, her five fingers tightly clasped with the scissors, and her pointed head pointed at the three or five mountain bandits.

She relied on her petite and agile size, and the other party was not a real mountain bandit, so she grabbed a knife with scissors as a threat.

Wen Qingyao faced the sharp knife at the Sanwu Mountain Bandits, waved it wildly, and scolded angrily, "Get out of the way, whoever dares to take a step closer, I will kill you." ”

These mountain bandits are actually disguised as family members sent by the Wen family's old house, and Wen Qingyao did it last night, injuring many people, as for whether it was done by the old lady or the old lady, I don't know.

And these mountain bandits with sons and daughters, Wen Qingyao, who was fighting fiercely with his life, was a little hesitant, and at this time, someone behind the tree ordered, "Kill her!" ”

The mountain bandits didn't dare to disobey the order, and stepped forward with the knife, Wen Qingyao also clenched the sharp knife, and Yanyan shouted helplessly behind her, "Miss, leave me alone, run." ”

Wen Qingyao couldn't hear any sound at the moment, she just wanted to live and live with Yanyan.

Even if she tried her best today, she would at least let these bandits in front of her be martyred for her.

"Stop!"

The guards of the Wang family finally arrived on horseback, quickly dismounted, and stopped in front of Wen Qingyao with a knife to stop the mountain bandits, "The guards of Shangshu Mansion are here, who dares to approach, don't blame me for being merciless under the knife!" ”

The guards of the criminal department Shangshu Wang An appeared here, which made the mountain bandits panic instantly, and they turned around and wanted to run, but they were caught by the other guards who rushed over, and they were stabbed around their necks, and they didn't dare to move again.

Seeing this scene, Wen Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, put the knife on the ground, supported her somewhat weak body, and said to the guard in front of her, "Tired, there are still people behind the tree." ”

Seeing that the situation was settled, the guard nodded and went to look for the person himself.

"Miss Wen is alright?" Wang Mingxuan, the son of Shangshu of the Criminal Department, also arrived at this moment, came to Wen Qingyao's side, and asked softly.

Wang Mingxuan's gentle voice sounded in Wen Qingyao's ears, this was the first time she had heard such a gentle voice.

For several years in the nunnery, she was beaten and scolded day and night, and in her previous life, she had never encountered such tenderness.