Duan Heng was chatting happily with him in the Shensuhang Mansion, the two had similar temperaments, and they had no scruples between words, from the situation of the court, to the general trend of the country, talking about the past and the present, the north and the south, and the east and west. Shen Suhang's words are substantial, and his ambitions are hidden in his words, which makes Duan Heng even more admired, and admires his talent and vision.

Come and go, and forget the hour. When someone came to look for him in the palace, Duan Heng looked at it and saw that the night had already fallen, and it was already two watches.

Laifu, the little servant in the palace, covered half of his face and said to Duan Heng crying: "Lord Shizi, you let the little ones watch the gate and don't ask the county lord to go out, whoever wants her to go out has to go, and the little ones can't stop her." Look at my face......"

As he spoke, he stretched his face forward and showed Duan Heng the crimson five finger prints. Duan Shengyi was also forced to be in a hurry, and actually made such a ruthless move, gave Laifu a big slap in the face, and slapped him in the face.

With a poof, Duan Heng couldn't hold back and laughed. Laifu was already fat, and his cheeks were white and tender, and the slap was imprinted on his fat face as if it was painted, although he knew that Duan Shengyi was too rude, but the scene in front of him was indeed a little funny, so he couldn't hold back for a while.

"Lord Shizi, you really don't feel sorry for the little one, Tian Shou still has a fist-sized bag on his head." Laifu said with a sad face, he originally wanted to report to his master, but he laughed heartlessly when he saw him.

Duan Heng's face sank, and he said, "She's really bold enough, even you can't stop her." When did she go out and how many people did she bring with her? ”

"Counting it, there is also a stick of incense, and the county lord brought two maids and a coachman." Laifu counted with his fingers, and then heard Duan Heng get up and bow his hand to Shen Suhang: "I'm sorry, Brother Shen, I have to deal with family affairs." ”

Shen Suhang listened to what the county lord was doing on the side, and he couldn't help but be speechless, so he returned the salute with Duan Heng, and left the house in a hurry.

Princess An went to a nunnery more than 20 miles away early in the morning to pay homage to the Buddha, and she would stay there at night and not return until tomorrow. Duan Heng was not in the mansion either, so Duan Shengyi seized this opportunity and had to go out of the mansion and go to Nanyuan to explore.

Although she wanted to go to Nanyuan to visit Mu Churan a few times ago, she was prevented, but when she thought about it, she was afraid that Mu Churan would also stay there in Nanyuan Hot Spring for a long time, and she would see the palace maid who was waiting at the hot spring, and bring it back to the palace on a whim.

Xu was bored at home, and after reading some books, she wondered why she was recuperating in Nanyuan, but she didn't let anyone visit, isn't this exactly the symptom of Jinwu Zangjiao written in the book. Mu Churan is the future husband she identifies as a candidate, and no matter who she is, she can't stop her from being sealed.

Duan Heng rode out of the city and went straight to Nanyuan Royal Hot Spring.

It's been this hour, and Duan Sheng remembers that she really doesn't want to die. Duan Heng sighed on the horse, and hurriedly whipped his horse, hoping to stop his sister before she arrived at Nanyuan, otherwise something would really happen.

When Xiao He arrived at Nanyuan, he saw the guards at the door falling aside. She leaned over to inspect it and smelled blood. The guard had his throat slit and bled to death, a cruel method that was not done by ordinary people. She immediately stepped into the garden.

The scattered rockery and small bamboo forests wrap the hot springs, and the royal palace built by the water should be beautiful, but it is an ominous omen tonight. The palace lights in the garden are not lit, and it is difficult to distinguish only by the moonlight.

Xiao He listened carefully to the sound, and there seemed to be the sound of a fight coming from the main hall.

She followed the sound and saw that there was still light in the hall, and as soon as she stepped inside, a silver light shot at her feet. She dodged to the side, dodging the arrow, and when she looked up again, several people in the hall were fighting. In the central pool, Mu Churan was fighting with a man in black, and around him were Liu Zixin and several other guards, who were entangled by different assassins.

Mu Churan had no blade in his hand, and he fought with the man in black with his empty fist, and the pair of water-splitting thorns made by the man in black make Xiao He a little familiar.

Seeing that Mu Churan's steps were a little unsteady, he retreated step by step, stepping on the pool water in the hall, the soles of his feet slipped, and his body leaned back. The Assassin leapt to his feet, reversed the direction of his weapon, and stabbed straight at him.

Xiao He raised his hand and released a soft whip, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, directly attacking the assassin's vest.

The Assassin heard the wind behind him and knew that someone was attacking, so he avoided it slightly. As soon as his offensive slowed down, Mu Churan had a chance to get out. This group of assassins quietly followed Mu Churan and the others into Nanyuan, first eliminated the outer guards, and then followed up, killing all the way in, like no one stopping.

Doctor Song in the hall only reminded him of "poisonous", and he lost consciousness.

It turned out that this group of assassins from the Qinglong Hall, the poisonous powder they carried with them, had already sprinkled around during the fight, making people take a hit between breaths. Although martial arts masters such as Mu Churan and Liu Zixin can slow down the poisoning by regulating their own breath, they do inhale a lot of poisonous powder. Therefore, Xiao He saw that everyone was a little sluggish in their moves, and even Mu Churan was almost defeated and almost injured.

When Xiao He entered, the effect of the poisonous powder had passed, and she was naturally unaffected, so she played as usual.

Her soft whip swung through the air, pointing at the Assassin's spirit. The assassin put Mu Churan aside for the time being, and turned to deal with Xiao He. Xiao He had already transported the soft whip from the realm of supernatural transformation, and the whip was like having eyes, pointing where to hit. The two sides are at a stalemate.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a square hot spring pool, the water is heated and warm, and the bottom of the pool is also paved with colorful pebbles, and the water color is also exceptionally clear. But at this time, Xiao He was fighting with the assassin in the pool, and he had no time to care about anything else.

The assassin's water-splitting stinger attack was sharp, and when he swung a single stab in the air, he wrapped his sashimi around the end of the soft whip and pulled Xiao He closer. With his other hand, he lifted the remaining water-splitting spur and struck it quickly, breaking it wherever it went, whether it was pig iron or rapids.

Xiao He stood in this kneeless pool of water, and there were drawbacks in hand-to-hand combat, one was not careful, and the tail wind that was slightly stained with some water thorns was cracked, and the placket of his clothes cracked a crack in response. She leaped backwards, away from the Assassins, trying to regain her advantage.

At this time, Han Qiu had already followed and entered the hall, and when he saw Xiao He and others fighting, he jumped lightly and joined the battle, "Childe! I'm here to help you! ”

But there were also assassins' companions next to him who solved Mu Churan's guards and came over to help, entangled with Han Qiu. Xiao He Xindao can't fall in love at this time, he needs to fight quickly, and it is best to stay alive in order to get the antidote.

I don't know why, after she entered the palace, she subconsciously threw herself into the battle, forgetting her original intention, she wanted to come to Mu Churan's life.

The killers of this Qinglong Hall are all extraordinary, and they are good at using poison. Fighting alone is their specialty, so they deliberately separated Han Qiu and Xiao He, so that they would not join forces, which would be difficult to deal with.

The poison that Mu Churan had before had not been completely cleared, and now he was poisoned again, so he would be unable to support in the fight and be exploited by the assassins. At this moment, he was helped to the side by Liu Zixin and sat down, but he didn't forget to tell Liu Zixin, "Go and help!" Go help her! ”

His chest was stuffy, a mouthful of blood vomited out, and his color was dull, when Liu Zixin saw him like this, how could he still put his mind at ease to help Xiao He. But Mu Churan commanded, and he could only obey, so he frowned and said, "Yes!" ”

After Liu Zixin came over with his sword, he and Xiao He worked together to deal with the assassin led by him. When the assassin saw that someone was coming, he reached out and took the weapon from his bosom. Xiao He pushed Liu Zixin away and said, "Be careful!" Liu Zixin was pushed by her suddenly, and he was still angry in his heart, but he saw a cold light flashing in the air, and outside the zhang, the hidden weapon fell to the ground or nailed into the pillar.

I didn't expect this Xiao He to have a little righteousness, he could have ignored it and just avoided it by himself. Liu Zixin felt a little less disgusted with him in his heart, so he stood side by side with him, and he was even more hateful when facing the assassin's move.

The assassin was now one against two, and he had to watch out for Xiao He's long whip in the distance, and he had to deal with Liu Zixin's long sword in the distance, and he gradually fell behind. Xiao He saw that there were traces of injuries on his body, and the whip attacked his injuries everywhere, and seeing that his movements were also slowed down, he knew that his support would not be long in coming.

On the side, Han Qiu solved it, and the other assassin also came to help. The battle turned three-on-one, and the assassin was at a disadvantage.

When Duan Shengyi entered the hall, he saw that his eyes were full of traces of the battle, and there were still people lying there in all directions. She also ignored her identity, so frightened that she screamed on the spot, trying to find a safe place to hide, but couldn't find it.

When the Assassin at the head of the group saw that someone had suddenly broken in, and it seemed that he did not know martial arts, he jumped up to her, grabbed her, grabbed her, and took her hostage.

Before Duan Shengyi could see clearly, she was caught, and there was a cold iron weapon in front of her throat, she was even more disgraced, screaming with all her strength, like a big goose grabbed by the neck, so noisy that even the assassin was a little annoyed.

With a slight force, his subordinates pressed a water stab against Duan Shengyi's throat, and whispered in her ear, "If you make any more noise, I'll poke a hole in your throat!" ”

These cold words were extremely effective, and Duan Shengyi was silent in an instant.

But he didn't expect another person to enter the hall, this person was Duan Heng who followed Duan Shengyi, as soon as he entered, he saw a confrontation in the hall. Mu Churan in the middle of the crowd seemed to be a little injured, and Xiao He was still standing on the side, holding a long whip. And the only man in black was kidnapping Duan Shengyi.

Duan Heng was anxious to save his sister, and hurriedly shouted: "Let her go!" ”

The black-clothed assassin dragged Duan Shengyi back a few steps and sneered, "Then it depends on your performance!" ”