"You beat me, you dare to hit me?" Ji Mochu stretched out his hand to cover his face, and said angrily: "Believe it or not, I shook out all your ugly things?" ”

"Get out."

Yan Fengxing kicked Ji Mochu down and said coldly.

Ji Mochu struggled to get up from the ground, pointed his sword at Yan Fengxing, and roared: "Don't think that you and your father's thoughts, your master can't see it."

You followed His Royal Highness King Xiao, but you married your family's Xingyu to His Royal Highness King Yan.

Isn't that just trying to put a glimpse in the Chengxiang Palace?

Hmph, really His Royal Highness King Yan can't see it? Ye can tell you that His Royal Highness King Yan will not take a fancy to Xingyu's cheap maid. ”

Yan Fengxing's hands rose and fell, "snap".

After the crisp sound, blood oozed from the corners of Ji Mochu's lips.

After receiving Yan Fengxing's second slap, Ji Mochu suddenly realized a problem: Ji Qingge avoided and didn't dare to see him, and Yan Fengxing only dared to beat him but didn't dare to kill him, all because they were all afraid of His Royal Highness King Yan.

Ji Mochu, who thought he had seen the clue, instantly crossed a trace of cunning in his eyes. He didn't forget the purpose of his coming to Yan's Mansion, to kill Ji Qingge to take revenge.

Now that the fool Ji Qingge is hiding and not daring to come out, that at least shows a point:

His Royal Highness King Xiao is not in the Yan Mansion.

Otherwise, Yan Fengxing wouldn't be so cautious?

Ji Mochu wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, and deliberately provoked Yan Fengxing and said, "Why, don't you dare to invite your Princess Xiao out?" Isn't she quite domineering on weekdays, this time, she hides and doesn't dare to see people? ”

After saying that, Ji Mochu stomped his foot fiercely and said angrily:

"Ji Qingge, you were killed by the sky, come out and die!"

"The surname is Ji, my house doesn't allow you to play tricks." A trace of disdain flashed in Yan Fengxing's eyes, and he said coldly: "We haven't done anything ugly, and we ask you to go back and spread wild." ”

"No?"

Ji Mochu sneered and said, "You said no, but you remember it very clearly: Yes!" ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense." Yan Fengxing said angrily.

"I'm scared, huh?"

Ji Mochu raised his eyebrows fiercely, looked at Yan Fengxing with provocative eyes, and said in a low voice: "I was still at the Dongling Inn for a while, if it weren't for you ...... in secret."

Without saying a word, Di Jinxuan, who was dressed in an ice blue robe, jumped from the roof of Yan's Mansion and stood in front of Ji Mochu's eyes.

The murderous aura exuded by Emperor Jinxuan's body made Ji Mochu, who was still invincible in front of Yan Fengxing just now, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"His Royal Highness King Xiao, what's the matter...... It's you? ”

Ji Mochu's eyes were shocked with panic.

A trace of bloodthirsty cold light crossed Di Jinxuan's deep eyes, and his voice was like ice, and he said, "If Qingge has done something wrong, you, as her uncle, can teach her;

But you can't be so arrogant, cursing her at the door of Yan's mansion, and still holding a sword to break into Yan's mansion. ”

Ji Mochu's palms were sweating, but he comforted himself in his heart and said: "Anyway, His Royal Highness King Yan has long wanted to get rid of it, and this 'Living Yama King' in front of him is over, so it is better to take this opportunity to give His Royal Highness King Yan a big gift." ”

The last time the assassin who went to the Dongling Inn failed, it was because Yan Fengxing and others had a meritorious role in protecting the master. In addition, the old general Sikong and the young general Sikong were both in the inn, so that some masters did not dare to approach.

Today, I didn't see Ji Qingge, who could use poison powder, by King Xiao's side, presumably she was cowardly, right?

Ji Mochu emboldened himself in his heart, and while retracting his sword, he also took out the flying knife he hid in his sleeve.

I saw a cold light burst out from Ji Mochu's right hand, and the wide cuffs were a little dazzling.

This made Di Jinxuan's deep eyes instantly cross a touch of murderous aura. The slender man's fingers poked out in the air, powerfully wrapped around the hilt of the soft sword he held around his waist.

The corners of Ji Mochu's lips twitched, and he pinched his right hand holding the flying knife, shaking violently.

Seeing that Ji Mochu was so frightened, Di Jinxuan's thin lips couldn't help but provoke a sneering smile. As soon as the muscles on his arm exerted force, the soft sword popped out with a thunderous momentum, drawing a powerful arc in the air.

Sen Han's sword light flashed, and the soft sword wrapped around Ji Mochu's neck.

A bloodthirsty cold light flashed in Di Jinxuan's eyes, and the right hand holding the hilt of the soft sword I gently pulled it, and a thin mark was left in Ji Mochu's throat.

"Stop!"

When Jun Xinlan ran over from the mansion opposite Du Wei, Ji Mochu had already died under Di Jinxuan's soft sword.

This kind of soft sword, Jun Xinlan doesn't know it. She saw Ji Mochu's bloodstains splashed on the ice blue robe of His Royal Highness King Xiao, dyed crimson.

Facing the murderer who killed her man Ji Mochu, she didn't have the slightest strength to scold the other party. The middle-aged man who fell in a pool of blood is the father of her daughter Ji Qingling.

No matter how thin her relationship with Ji Mochu is, with him, the head of the family, their home is still there.

Now Ji Mochu was killed by Ji Qingge, the foolish man who was killed by the sky. But who will she rely on in the future?

How can a foolish man kill with a belt? She had lived a long time, but it was the first time she had seen such a strange thing.

looked at King Xiao with a cold face, and King Xiao with blood stains on his hands and face. Jun Xinlan's eyes couldn't help but turn black, and she fainted next to Ji Mochu's corpse.

Di Jinxuan shook the soft sword, looking at it with disgust, the blood stains left on his soft sword before Ji Mochu's death. said to Yan Fengxing, who was standing beside him:

"Collect the body, prepare the carriage, and enter the palace."

"No."

Yan Fengxing nodded knowingly, and responded with a fist.

But when Yan Fengxing's figure walked into the courtyard of Yan's mansion, he was covered by Ji Qingge, who came from a hidden corner.

Ji Qingge leaned close to Yan Fengxing's ear, and said in a very soft voice: "Collect the corpse, prepare the carriage, and enter the palace." It's all up to me. But before I do these things, I only ask that you take him away, brother......

He has endured too many injustices recently, and it will be dangerous to let him enter the palace. ”

A sour smile curled up at the corner of his lips, and Ji Qingge lowered his voice and said, "A shameless villain like my uncle should have been punished a long time ago.

On weekdays, my uncle is at most a dispensable little military attache in front of King Yan. Whether he dies or lives is irrelevant to King Yan.

But now the person who killed my uncle is His Royal Highness the Third Prince, whom King Yan hates.

In this case, how can I let go and allow King Xiao to enter the palace? ”

After Ji Qingge removed his hands, Yan Fengxing let out a long sigh of relief. said softly: "Sister, you will be as stupid as my brother I thought?" ”

"Not really."

She had stood on the ancient tree in the backyard and observed it carefully, Yan Fengxing had a chance to kill Ji Mochu, but he had no intention of killing him.

But her family's emperor and creditor are different, if he moves to kill, no one can stop him. What's more, before that, he had already let Ji Mochu go several times.

Who asked Ji Mochu to challenge Di Jinxuan's bottom line again and again?

Ji Qingge raised his chin slightly, not looking at Yan Fengxing, who was standing opposite her, but moved his gaze to the location where General Ji's Mansion was located.

I thought that if something really happened, I was afraid that even the mansion that the emperor rewarded her father would not be able to become a haven for them.

Di Jinxuan's deep male voice came from his ears, "Take it, gold sore powder." ”

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness King Xiao......"

"You should thank King Ben's princess, she is her medicinal powder."

I only heard Di Jinxuan's cold, but gentle male voice, coming from the open vermilion lacquer door, which made Ji Qingge's heart warm.