Chapter 40: We Are Clear

Suddenly, a dark sword suddenly stabbed at the back of a man in black, and he was dealing with the two men in white in front of him, completely oblivious to the fact that behind him-

"Be careful! There's someone behind it! Murong Zhi couldn't help but remind the man in black. After all, no matter how intense it is, this is a real thing, and it is a real human life. Murong Zhi saw that the man in black had no time to dodge, so he could only turn sideways, and he didn't hurt the vital point, but his arm was scratched, and Murong Zhi gasped.

Just when Murong Zhi relaxed his vigilance, the group of people in white saw that Ling Mochen did not take advantage of it, so they attacked Murong Zhi's side, and Tsing Yi hurriedly pushed Murong Zhi aside: "You quickly hide, I'll lead them to the other side." After speaking, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist and wrestled with the man in white.

"Okay, then be careful." Murong Zhi could only shrink into the corner, at this time, a rookie like himself hiding well is the best help for his teammates. After all, what do you say: if you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate. But don't say it, I always thought that Tsing Yi was just a soft and weak scholar, and I didn't think that this martial arts was not blown! However, no matter how good Tsing Yi's martial arts are, he can't withstand the wheel battle of these people, and Ling Mochen's side has been entangled by another group of people in white, seeing that Tsing Yi is at a disadvantage. "Hiss-" Tsing Yi's left arm was slashed with a sword, and just as Tsing Yi was about to dodge the sword behind him, a sword suddenly flew from the right side and stabbed Murong Zhi's face. Ling Mochen saw that the sword was actually stabbed at Murong Zhi, and he didn't care about the moment, so he wanted to stop it, but this leader was not a vegetarian, so he actually took advantage of this loophole and slashed a sword in Ling Mochen's back. Seeing this, Tsing Yi hurriedly threw the sword in his hand and hit the back of the head of the man in white, who fell directly to the ground and fainted. The sword grew bigger and bigger in Murong Zhi's pupils, but it suddenly fell. Then, Murong Zhi saw that Tsing Yi, who had no sword in his hand, was as easy as Ling Mochen, who had no sword, to deal with these people. Fortunately, Ling Mochen solved the white-clothed people over there, so he came over to help Tsing Yi, and finally, all the white-clothed people were captured, and those who were not captured also fainted.

"It's okay, it's okay, no one died." Murong Zhi looked at the group of fallen white-clothed people, it was not her mother, but she had been living in the law-abiding socialist China in the 21st century, and the most common thing was probably her aunt's blood. "Tsing Yi, are you okay? Let me see. Of course Murong Zhi knew that Tsing Yi had just lost his sword in order to save her and let him take a few stabs himself, isn't it a life-saving benefactor.

"It's okay, it's okay, Miss, let's stop looking at it." Tsing Yi took two steps back, men and women don't kiss!

"Be careful!" As soon as Murong Zhi wanted to tease Tsing Yi for a few words, she found that a man in white who was closest to Ling Mochen who should have been in a coma actually took out a dagger and threw it at Ling Mochen. Murong Zhi hurriedly pushed Ling Mochen away, but she didn't want her left shoulder to fall for that secret move.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er!" When Ling Mochen saw the dagger stabbed into Murong Zhi's body, he panicked inexplicably, as if his heart had been pulled hard.

"Ling Mochen, Tsing Yi saved me just now, and I saved you now. We, we, are clear. After saying that, Murong Zhi fainted.

"Not good, Your Highness, this dagger is poisonous!" Tsing Yi hurriedly clicked on Murong Zhi's acupoints to prevent the spread of the toxin.

"Go to the Western Suburbs Garden, go and call Baili Lu!" Ling Mochen nervously hugged Murong Zhi and flew towards the western suburbs.