She quietly got up to get the silver needle, then walked lightly behind the door and waited.

After a while, the door rang softly, and Jiang Lanqing looked at it, and could see the people outside gently fiddling with the latch with a knife.

She waited quietly for them to come in.

Soon the latch of the door fell to the ground, causing the poplar sapling to muttered two words in a daze, and it was quiet outside for a while, and when the poplar sapling's snoring became even, the door was gently pushed open.

Jiang Lanqing saw the opportunity, and waited until the man in black who came in was defenseless and stabbed at the person in his neck, the man in black fainted instantly, and she immediately held the man in black, afraid that the man in black would make an abnormal noise when he fell to the ground.

She can actually kill the man in black directly without realizing it, but this is her home, and she doesn't want these people to die in her house, so she can only make them faint.

It may have been a little long for the first man in black to come in, and then another one came in, and Jiang Lanqing put him down in the same way.

Good luck won't always be there, and the people in black outside noticed something was wrong and gathered around the door.

Then one person came in first, and the other person followed, Jiang Lanqing was okay to deal with one person, but he could only be captured if he dealt with two.

Even Jiang Jingxuan and Yang Sapling were caught.

The room instantly brightened, and a group of black-clothed people were menacing, giving people an invisible pressure.

Seeing the two men in black lying on the ground, they were completely unresponsive, as if it was none of their business.

Indifferent, cold-blooded, cold-blooded, Jiang Lanqing labeled these people.

Yang Shumiao slept in a daze, and before he could figure out what was going on, he screamed in fright when he saw the knife holder on Jiang Lanqing's neck.

was slapped by a man in black: "Cut off your tongue again." ”

She immediately closed her mouth, not daring to make a sound.

Jiang Jingshuo was very scared, and kept shouting for his mother, Jiang Lanqing was distressed.

"Who are you? Why arrest us? ”

She struggled a few times, in vain, and could not move.

The man in black didn't answer her words, but said something that Jiang Lanqing didn't understand: "Hand over the formation diagram and spare you." ”

"What kind of layout diagram, I don't know what you say." Jiang Lanqing looked confused, and scolded in his heart that he was sick and had nothing to do.

The man in black took out a half-finished small sword from his arms: "This is your thing?" ”

Each carver has his own method of carving, Jiang Lanqing naturally knew that this was his own, and nodded: "It's mine, what's wrong?" ”

"Do you remember where you fell?" The man in black asked again.

Jiang Lanqing has a good memory and naturally knows, but when she was interrogated by a stranger like a prisoner, she felt uncomfortable and sang the opposite tune to the man in black: "I don't know." ”

The man in black seemed to be able to read her thoughts, his cold eyes narrowed, and instead of dwelling on this question, he asked another: "But I have picked up a cowhide in the place where I lost this sword." ”

Hearing what the man in black said, Jiang Lanqing remembered that she had picked up a piece of brown paper wrapped in August melon, and when she came back, she gave it to her son, but she didn't know where her son threw it.

In order not to affect her son, she had to die and not admit it: "No, I don't know what you said." ”

"To say or not to say?" The man in black glanced at the man in black who was holding Jiang Jingxuan, and Jiang Jingxuan's painful screams suddenly sounded in the room.

One of Jiang Jingxuan's arms was removed by the man in black, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Shuo'er, my Shuo'er, let go of me, let go of me!" Jiang Lanqing was furious, are these people devils? Such a young child is not spared, why should she hurt her son.