Mo Jinlan didn't expect that even the iron cage couldn't trap Chu Yunyao, so she was secretly shocked in her heart, pulled out the whip rope wrapped around her waist, and waved it hard at Chu Yunyao, and the blade of the whip flew straight back towards Chu Yunyao's head.

The force of the whip pierced the air, piercing through the eardrum with a tearing sound.

The guards who were hiding in the shadows seemed to have received an order, and they rushed into the courtyard in unison, standing behind Mo Jinlan in a fan-shape, protecting her.

Chu Yunyao dodged Mo Jinlan's attack, flew up and kicked the iron rod on the ground at Mo Jinlan.

Mo Jinlan retreated again and again, put away the long whip, and retreated to the middle of the courtyard.

Chu Yunyao held the dagger, stood with his hands in his hands, swept the black people in the courtyard with a glance, lifted his cloak, touched the back of his waist with his palm, and took out a delicate and small new pistol.

Seeing this, Mo Jinlan panicked and retreated again and again.

The guards standing in the back row stepped forward in unison, covering her body tightly.

Although Mo Jinlan is the second lady of the Mo family, the pistol is still a luxury, not to mention, she has an impulsive temperament, not the slightest bit of the demure and gentleness that a girl should have, and the Overseers are afraid that she will cause trouble, and they have always been extremely strict with what weapons she carries.

And Qin Zhirou had also heard that someone had lost his gun and injured his life because he was carrying a gun, and she was not very relieved that Mo Jinlan was equipped with a gun.

Therefore, even if Mo Jinlan can shoot, his marksmanship is very good, but he has never had the opportunity to have a pistol of his own.

"Mo Lingyuan is really generous to you, and he can even give you such a good gun." Mo Jinlan's voice passed through the layers of human walls into Chu Yunyao's eardrums: "Even if you hit every shot, the bullets in your gun can't hurt so many of us."

Chu Yunyao's eyes were gloomy, the so-called thief captured the king first, and his eyes were locked in the direction of Mo Jinlan like an eagle falcon.

With so many well-trained guards, it seemed impossible to escape from these people.

Chu Yunyao put her finger to her lips and whistled shortly and sharply, and saw the white sable standing on the tree pole hidden in the branches and leaves like a white lightning bolt pounced towards Mo Jinlan who was standing at the back.

The moment Chu Yunyao whistled, Mo Jinlan was shocked that something was wrong.

When she saw Chu Yunyao standing here alone, she almost forgot that she also raised two fierce beasts.

The wolf heard that it was sent away, but how ferocious the white mink was, she had seen with her own eyes, and the python she raised was pierced through the stomach by the little beast's bitten intestines.

Although Mo Jinlan was on guard, she was still a step late, and the moment the white sable pounced on the back of her neck, fortunately, the guards standing beside her reacted quickly enough to block in front of her.

Mo Jinlan turned around, and saw a huge body falling in front of him, the man's neck was bitten off, and the blood flowed profusely.

Mo Jinlan folded the whip rope and whipped it towards the white sable.

Xiaobai's body is delicate and petite, and he is extremely flexible and agile in dodging, and his aggression is extremely fierce, but anyone who is pounced on by it will either be killed or injured.

The guards' formation was chaotic in an instant.

At the same time, earth-shattering gunshots rang out, and the people who stood in front of Mo Jinlan fell one after another.

Chu Yunyao attacked directly in the direction of Mo Jinlan.

......

Chu Yunyao took the white mink, and it was difficult to fight with this group of people, although the two fists were invincible to the four hands, but they did not lose the slightest advantage.

The strong smell of blood spread in the cold wind, and Chu Yunyao held the gold-inlaid dagger with iron like clay, like a god of war, and where he passed, his body was in a different place......