Chapter 266: The Problem of Throwing Yourself into Your Arms

Yang Jingshu's whip came out of a hole like a long snake and rolled up on the neck of the little soldier kneeling in the middle.

The soldier was caught off guard and hit the move, and he died before he had time to fight back.

The other three soldiers shouted "Aslu" and burst into a counterattack, one pounced on Yang Jingshu, and two went straight to King An.

Yang Jingshu's eyes were cracked, one hand entangled with the little soldier who blocked her, and the other hand wrapped a whip around the other little soldier who pounced on King An.

I thought it would be as easy to solve as the first creep, but I didn't expect that the opponent's martial arts were quite high, and the whip wrapped around the dagger of the creep, and the creep didn't let go, like a tug-of-war; The other hand fights with the minions, and the danger is fraught.

Even if there is only a small soldier left to deal with King An, it is more than enough.

The soldier jumped up like an eagle with a dagger in his hand and stabbed King An in the chest.

Yang Jingshu let out a violent cry of "ah", suddenly threw the whip, and kicked at another creep.

The little soldier was in a strict formation to meet Yang Jingshu's attack, Yang Jingshu suddenly turned around, like a paper kite, rushed straight to the little soldier in front of King An, and used his arm to directly pass the dagger of the little soldier, knocking down the enemy, riding on the small soldier, like a raindrop of fists hit the throat, a sound similar to broken bones, and the little soldier died at once.

The remaining two soldiers came to their senses and pounced on King An again.

Yang Jingshu rolled directly to the feet of the soldier on the ground, swept down one of the ground legs, and without a weapon, he used his legs to twist the other soldier's legs, and grabbed the feet of the other soldier with his hands, and pulled hard, and the three of them were strangled together, like a woman fighting.

The guards outside the door finally sensed that something was wrong and rushed in with their knives.

Soon the two soldiers were captured, and before they could ask anything, the two soldiers tilted their heads and committed suicide by taking poison.

Yang Jingshu reached out and probed Xiao Bing's ear, groped for a small bulge, and tore it hard, under Xiao Bing's face, there was a fresh face, it turned out that the other party had changed his face.

The guards did the same, and on the other three faces, two more masks were torn off, and the third one was not, it should be that the creep itself is fine.

The guard announced: "Back to the prince, these are Hu people." ”

King An didn't say anything, just waved his hand indifferently, and the guards removed the body.

Yang Jingshu was about to retreat, but was stopped by King An, and said lightly: "Commander Yang is really smart, and he immediately understood Lone's hint." ”

The corners of Yang Jingshu's mouth twitched and replied: "Thank you for the compliment, the words that the prince said can't be hinted at anymore." ”

When King An reprimanded the soldiers, the inexplicable words of "becoming a king and defeating a king" were the words of the two when they were besieged by Yu Da in the mountains, not a word was bad, if Yang Jingshu couldn't think of it anymore, he would become a pig's brain.

Only then did he strike first, killed an assassin, and saved King An.

Yang Jingshu asked with some curiosity: "Lord Wang, how do you know that these soldiers are fakes?" ”

King An sneered and tightened his middle coat and replied: "The subordinates who have been waiting for Lone's bathing all the year round know Lone's habits and never dare to look up at Lonely. These little soldiers actually looked up at Lone's chest, which shows that they are not people who often serve me. ”

Yang Jingshu was dumbfounded, just because people peeked at his half-fruit's chest, he judged that the other party was an assassin?

Although it is a little incredible, but King An guessed correctly, sure enough, the brains of those who can take the throne are not simple.

Yang Jingshu clenched her fists and said: "The last general will immediately lead people to track down the Hu Ren assassin in the mansion with all his might, so as not to slip through the net." ”

An Wang calmly replied: "No need to check, they are not Hu people." ”

Yang Jingshu was surprised: "How is it possible? ”

These people obviously spoke the Northern Hu dialect, and they also carried the curved handle daggers that the Northern Hu soldiers loved to wear, and now a large number of Hu people have entered the customs, how can they not be Hu people? This King An was stupid in his brain by the assassin?

King An laughed teasingly: "The Beihu people dare not be interested in Lone's chest. ”

Only one person who is interested in whether he has a dragon tattoo on his body ---- his good imperial uncle, the crown prince of the dynasty.

Yang Jingshu: "......"

Yang Jingshu looked confused, this King An, is he always so whimsical when he speaks, does it make people scratch their heads? Yourself, should you check it, or not?

King An walked to the screen, took out a small porcelain bottle from the clothes on it, and motioned to Yang Jingshu: "You have an injury on your arm, give you a bottle of medicine, this is made by the imperial doctor, you can leave no scar." ”

There is a way that the elders can't give away, although Yang Jingshu doesn't care about whether she leaves a scar or not, but the prince's reward must be held, and she hurriedly walked to King An.

His eyes involuntarily looked at King An's face.

Ten days ago, when the two met, King An was either wearing a pig's head face covered by a wasp or a brown marmot face smeared with medicine, and it was the first time that they had met so cleanly like today.

In her cognition, the prince should have the kind of crane hair and goosebumps, insidious and evil face, and the face of butterflies and wild bees, but she didn't expect to see it today, but it can also be called fresh and handsome, with a face like a crown of jade, bright eyes and bright teeth, in short, very clean and youthful.

Yang Jingshu was thinking wildly, she didn't see the bath water under her feet, her feet slipped violently, and the whole person suddenly pounced on King An.

This pounce is likely to pounce at the feet of King An and give King An a five-body gift, which will be a big shame.

What Yang Jingshu didn't expect was that King An's figure quickly stepped forward, not only did not hide, but got under Yang Jingshu.

Yang Jingshu reacted quickly, and immediately supported the ground with both hands, preventing the occurrence of stacked arhats in time.

Wang An's face and her face, up and down, the distance was only half a foot, and her eyebrows and eyes were very clear, so frightened that Yang Jingshu hurriedly closed her eyes, what she didn't know was that her face had turned red into a red cherry, which was extremely attractive.

Looking at the first female general of Daqi, who was rarely ashamed, King An snorted and laughed: "There are many women who admire Lone, and there are many ways to get close to Lone, but it is the first one who is so bold and directly embraced by General Showa." ”

Yang Jingshu opened her eyes angrily and said angrily: "I didn't throw myself into my arms, it's clear that you got the ...... here."

King An suddenly realized: "That is, Lone threw himself into the arms of General Showa, and Lone recognized it." ”

You admit it? What do you mean?

Yang Jingshu's eyes widened, and she didn't know how to refute.

King An glanced at Yang Jingshu's arms, which were still supporting the ground, and said angrily: "It seems that the general's arm is not seriously injured, and it can support it for so long." ”

He didn't say that the injury was better, this one reminded Yang Jingshu at once, the huge crack pain in his arm came immediately, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the whole person was planted in King An's arms at once, but fortunately, Yang Jingshu tried to raise his head, which made the two lips not hit each other.

The face of the female general of Showa was as red as blood.