Zhao Qijue dragged her all the way to the wing room on the second floor, Mu Chongjin was careless and bumped into a person.

The man was wearing a black cloak and a dark sword pinned to his waist, the man was hit by her, the cloak was crooked, Mu Chongjin hurriedly said: "I'm sorry!" ”

The cloaked man reached out to straighten his cloak, bowed his head and slowly left. Mu Chongjin turned around, and always felt that this person's breath had been smelled there, so strange......

"Ahh Suddenly there was a scream, Zhao Qijue grabbed Mu Chongjin's hand and let go, and the cold light was approaching.

The crowd in the building suddenly dispersed and was in chaos.

Mu Chongjin was shocked, and outside the wide open window, people in black came in one after another.

Zhao Qijue was entangled by them, and a man in black attacked Mu Chongjin's back, Mu Chongjin dodged sideways and dodged the sword, but their clothes were cut by them.

Mu Chongjin threw a money bag with his backhand, and the heavy silver hit the assassin's forehead, trickling blood flowed out, afraid that the assassin didn't know the pain, so he rushed over with a sword.

Mu Chongjin thought about it, he had no weapons to resist, and at the last moment, Zhao Qijue slashed over with a flexible but powerful soft sword, and the weapons collided with a harsh sound.

Zhao Qijue turned to his side, dodging the attack of another assassin, and at the same time threw a long sword in his hand over, "Mu Chongjin, then, stab them!" ”

Mu Chongjin jumped up to catch it, slashed towards the assassin's abdomen, saw him covering his wounds, and then slashed his sword, turning around to wipe out the assassin who attacked from behind, but there were more and more assassins around, and one of them approached Mu Chongjin's body.

Slapped her hard, and on the wide windowsill, several people wearing dark gold ornaments flew in, and their arrival reversed the situation on the entire field, and the remaining assassins were all cleaned up by them.

One of them lived, but bit the poison in the mouth and died.

Zhongzi came downstairs with a click, "Master, it's too late for my subordinates to save the driver!" ”

The soft sword in Zhao Qijue's hand was still dripping with blood, his face was covered with blood, and his eyes were less gentle and indifferent, leaving a ruthless color that had not faded.

And Mu Chongjin was not much better, there was a cut on his waist, the blood was soaked in gray linen clothes, his face was a little pale, leaning against the wall and looking at them.

Zhao Qijue nodded at the corpses on the ground, and his tone was a little ruthless and resolute: "All of them are dragged to the mass graves, and the original plan is to expose those people who were caught last time in advance!" ”

He turned to look at Zhongzi who was kneeling on the ground again, his eyes drooped slightly, and he issued an order indifferently, "A team including the leader Zhongzi, after this trip, go back to training for more than half a month." ”

"Let the Imperial Doctor come down." "Yes!"

Zhao Qijue strode towards Mu Chongjin and picked her up, Mu Chongjin exclaimed in surprise and hugged his neck.

Zhao Qijue kicked open the door, put her on the couch, tore her sleeves into strips of cloth, and tied them to Mu Chongjin's waist.

The tone was a little helpless, "I shouldn't have let you come out in the first place, you see, the waist was already thick, but now it is injured and thicker!" ”

Mu Chongjin glared, what? Can this man speak? She really wanted to slap him in the face, and when she came into contact with Mu Chongjin's sight, Zhao Qijue chuckled.

"Mu Chongjin, will you be afraid?" Mu Chongjin turned his head, his eyes were full of doubts, what were he afraid of?