Chapter 210: The villain dies from talking too much

When the carriage arrived at the head of Sanliwo Village, it was already the middle of the moon. Because Jiang Baoqing lived in a remote place, the road in the past was a little rugged and difficult, the coachman was reluctant to go up the mountain, Jiang Baoqing was not reluctant, so he jumped out of the carriage and trotted all the way to the mountain.

As a result, before he turned a few corners, he looked at the fire from afar.

Look at the direction, it's her yard!

Jiang Baoqing's heart jumped to her throat all of a sudden, and on a breezy night, her hands and feet were cold.

Jiang Baoqing desperately ran in the direction of home.

The closer he got, the more Jiang Baoqing felt breathless.

Brother, Peng Peng......

Gong Ji!

Jiang Baoqing rushed all the way to the intersection, and at this time it was probably burned to the point that there was nothing to burn, and the fire gradually decreased.

The courtyard of her house, the courtyard of the palace next door, was about to burn to ruins.

Xiao Huang Xiaobai and the two puppies rushed out from nowhere, around Jiang Baoqing's trouser legs, barking and barking, the backs of the two puppies were probably burned by the fire and scorched, but fortunately, there were no external injuries on their bodies except for these.

Jiang Baoqing's heart jumped to his throat, and his mind was full of pounding and rapid heartbeats.

No, it should be fine, Xiaohuang Xiaobai is fine, my brother and Peng Peng should be fine!

Jiang Baoqing tried his best to comfort himself.

However, at this moment, she found that there seemed to be some people lying in the courtyard of the palace plan over there, all over there, and some of them had already burned on their bodies, but they still didn't move, and their bodies and faces were covered with blood, and they seemed to be dead.

It's just that, looking at the clothes on these corpses, some of them are night clothes, and some of them are the clothes of the palace guards!

Jiang Baoqing's hands and feet were cold.

What about the palace plan, the palace plan?!

Jiang Baoqing staggered forward a few steps, only to feel that his legs were very weak.

No, no, the palace plan will definitely be fine, she wants to go over and take a look, she wants to see with her own eyes, there is no palace plan in those dead corpses!

Xiao Huang Xiaobai was pulling Jiang Baoqing's trouser leg at this time, and he was desperately pulling in the other direction.

Jiang Baoqing chuckled in his heart, and a trace of crazy conjecture vaguely appeared in his heart.

She took a deep breath.

The air was mixed with the smell of burning after the fire, the smell of blood.

Even if there is only one possibility?

Jiang Baoqing staggered in the direction of Xiaohuang Xiaobai.

The deeper the forest became, the more vines grew in the forest, and Jiang Baoqing's face, hands, and scratches were not known how much, Jiang Baoqing gritted his teeth and ran forward, even if he was tripped and fell hard, he just got up silently, spit out the blood and sand in his mouth, and continued to run forward.

The smell of blood in the air was getting stronger.

Even, in the middle, Jiang Baoqing tripped over several corpses and touched a hand of thick and sticky blood.

Jiang Baoqing didn't care about being afraid, in fact, when he was a doctor, where would he be afraid of the dead? She was afraid, regardless of the fact that there were people in her heart in these corpses.

Jiang Baoqing took a cursory look at the corpses by the moonlight, and was slightly relieved.

She raised her hand and sniffed the smell of blood on her hands.

It's very fresh, it should be these corpses that have just been thrown away from a fierce battle here.

It should be close!

Jiang Baoqing settled down and touched a long sword from the corpse.

The long sword was a little heavier for a thin girl like her, and she lifted it in both hands.

Since it was a life-and-death struggle, she didn't want to be a hindrance to others.

Jiang Baoqing grabbed the long sword with both hands, took a deep breath, and continued to walk into the forest.

Sure enough, I didn't go far before I heard the faint sound of Jin Ge's fighting.

Jiang Baoqing's heart mentioned her throat, she held her breath, carried the long sword, and tiptoed past.

Through the dense vines, the place happened to be a clearing in the forest, and the moonlight was bright, and Jiang Baoqing vaguely saw that it was four black-clothed assassins besieging Gong Ji and Bai Qi.

Bai Qi has a lot of blood on his body at this time, and the palace plan is not much better, his legs are not good, his steps are difficult, the wounds on his body are no less than Bai Qi, and his face is full of blood.

These assassins were very vicious, desperately trying their lives to attack Gong Ji's legs, and Gong Ji's legs, which were still cultivating, could not bear the burden for a long time, and were stabbed in the arm by the assassin.

Gong Ji gritted his teeth, ignoring the bleeding wound on his arm, and used a sword to cut off the assassin's head.

When Bai Qi saw this, he was anxious and desperately kicked an assassin away, but at that time, he was pierced through the lower abdomen by another assassin.

Bai Qi spat blood from his mouth, shouted "master" angrily, and fell down.

The palace plan was furious, and the sword was stabbed into the assassin's chest again, but when he drew his sword, another assassin stabbed him in the shoulder from behind, and staggered to the ground.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, Jiang Baoqing didn't even react, and in this clearing, only the last two assassins were left.

The last assassin pulled his sword from his shoulder, blood pouring out almost like a gush of blood.

"Hehe, Young Master Gong, I didn't expect it, right?" The Assassin let out a shrill laugh and rested his sword on Gongji's neck, kicking Gongji's sword away from the ground.

Gong Cheng sat up with his hands on his hands, so as not to look so embarrassed.

Even though half of his body was almost red with blood.

"Less nonsense." Gong Ji said coldly.

"The young master of the palace really deserves to be a famous nobleman, I heard that his legs have been broken over the years and he has become a waste, I look at it, this integrity is still there." The sword-wielding assassin sneered, "It's been all these years, and it's taken us a lot of effort to find you." ”

Gong Ji gasped slightly, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking arc: "Are you the second brother, or the third brother?" ”

The assassin with the sword sneered: "Young Master Gong is so smart, he has already guessed it, why bother asking?" He turned to the other assassin and ordered, "Go, and make up for the most loyal dog of the young master." ”

Another assassin answered, carrying his sword and walking towards Bai Qian, who had fainted on the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead, apparently trying to kill Bai Qi completely.

The assassin with the sword turned his head to look at Gong Ji again, and his voice was gloomy and distorted: "Young Master Gong, if you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can save your dog's life." ”

Gong Ji laughed, closed his eyes slightly, and said coldly disdainfully: "You are a stupid person, saying such stupid things, and you still expect others to be as stupid as you?" ”

The assassin with the sword sighed twice: "It seems that you don't care about the life of this dog at all." ”

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard a scream, and the assassin with the sword subconsciously turned his head back to look back—but Gong Ji opened his eyes suddenly, and the dagger slid from his cuff to his hand, shooting straight into the assassin's chest.

Kill with one hit!

The assassin with the sword did not understand until he died, and the villain died from talking too much.