THE DEMON CONCUBINE MARRIED: NINTH MASTER, SLOW DOWN AND PET- CHAPTER 894 A SWORD PIERCES THE THROAT-URBAN ROMANCE-JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 894: A Sword Pierces the Throat

On the way to the next city, there is a mountain road, which is rugged and difficult, and there are often bandits. It is precisely because of this that the local officials and the soldiers on the border specially borrowed two pairs of men and horses to protect the princess who came from afar, after all, if something happens to her own territory, the dismissal of the official is light, and it is possible to lose her life.

So this section of the journey is the most crowded, but unfortunately, Leng Huaping, who was sitting quietly in the carriage, didn't know that an assassination attempt against her was quietly approaching.

"The road ahead is narrow, everyone be careful!"

Obviously, as soon as this sentence came out, the entire convoy began to panic.

The prince of Di'an followed closely beside the carriage, not daring to relax a little.

Just as they had warned, this wave of masked assassins was squatting in the grass, not the bandits. These people are all Jianghu killers hired by Tan Lingfang, and they took the lives of Leng Huaping.

The killers were watching in the grass, but they found that they were not only crowded, but also had taken precautions, and realized that they might not be able to do anything on the way, so they planned to assassinate Leng Huaping when Leng Huaping and his party stayed overnight.

It is precisely because of this idea of the killers, this way

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It was safe to arrive at the post station in the next city.

When I arrived at the post station, it was already evening, so after taking an early bath in the cold painting screen, I freshened up in front of the bronze mirror. The window was still open, but the wind was cold at night, but the painting screen was not closed, and he combed his hair in front of the bronze mirror.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the window in the bronze mirror, and the cold painting screen immediately became vigilant, whether he thought about it or not, the cold painting screen brought up the weft yarn, and was about to fall asleep after blowing the lamp.

The killer saw that the lights in the cold painting screen room had been turned off, and never went in quietly without a closed window. Looking at the bulging quilt on the bed, he raised the knife and stabbed it hard.

When the killer noticed that there was no sound, he felt that something was wrong, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw that there was no one on the bed at all. Only then did the killer realize that he had been tricked, but when he turned around, he found that he was too late.

Leng Huaping stood behind him, lifted the round stool, and slammed it down on the killer's head.

The killer shook his head, and he didn't faint as expected by the cold painting screen. Instead, he shook his head that couldn't see clearly, and he reached out to grab the cold painting screen.

Seeing this, Leng Huaping naturally wouldn't wait to be caught now, so he immediately opened the door and ran out. It's a pity that before the door was opened, the killer had already grabbed Leng Huaping's hair, and Leng Huaping immediately shouted for help to Langkou: "There is an assassin!" Help me! ”

The first one to rush out was the prince of Di'an, who was handing over to the local officials downstairs, and when he saw the killer, he didn't seem to have a sober will, so he pulled the cold painting screen and pointed a sword through the throat of the killer.

The killer died on the spot, and the prince of Di'an was kind enough to keep the eyes of the cold painting screen to avoid letting her see such a bloody scene. But what Di'an Shizi didn't know was that Leng Huaping had killed several people with his own hands, so how could he be afraid. On the contrary, the local officials who followed up were trembling with fear!

"The prince spares his life, the official didn't know that there would be assassins!" The first thought of the local officials was that their black hats were not guaranteed.

"Give me peace!" The most annoying thing about the cold painting screen is this kind of face without a bill, "This palace is fine, nothing happened tonight, do you know!" ”

Leng Huaping didn't know who wanted his life, and immediately reacted, not to startle the snake is the best way now.