Zhao Hai said with a smile: "Miss Murong, you are strong in martial arts. ”

"Moreover, I also know more about the things in the rivers and lakes. Much better than these guards around me. ”

"So, I dare to invite you to be my personal guest, and we will exchange and exchange national affairs together, what do you think?"

Murong Qinxin waved his hand and said, "There's no time." ”

"I have a lot of things on me, and I don't have the strength to follow you all day long." Murong Qin refused in his heart, and then continued to look at the battle situation outside, quite eager to try.

It was impossible for Murong Qinxin to agree to Zhao Hai's request. She is the palace master of the famous Shifting Flower Palace, and she is also a famous heroine in the rivers and lakes, how could she commit herself to what kind of guest she would give to a prince?

If this is spread out, wouldn't it mean that she Murong Qinxin clings to the powerful, sees the rich and noble, and her eyes are red, and she pounces on others?

Zhao Hai patted his chest and said, "However, I'm afraid that the next time these assassins come again, I will shoot them on the spot." ”

"What can I do without you?" If this kind of flesh is numb, Zhao Hai will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

Murong Qin's forehead burst into black lines, "Don't you have those masters by your side?" Their martial arts and experience in the rivers and lakes are estimated to be definitely not below me. ”

"What else are you not satisfied with? Would you like to get all the masters from all over the world to be your guards? ”

Zhao Hai touched his nose, "But there are always times when they are negligent, and they are not as meticulous and shrewd as you." ”

Murong Qin snorted coldly, "Hmph." ”

"Zhao Menglong, don't think I don't know what you're thinking in your stomach. One look at your face, you know that you don't think anything good. ”

"Just now, you just wanted to ...... Forget it, it's impossible for the lord of this palace to be your doorman. You'd have died of this heart sooner. ”

Murong Qinxin looked at Zhao Hai's unkind expression. She once suspected that Zhao Hai just wanted to use her martial arts.

Zhao Hai continued to talk to her about it with a smile, trying to persuade Murong Qinxin to be a guest for him, and by the way, he became a bodyguard.

At this moment, behind the black-clothed man who had been killed outside, there was a sudden earth-shattering shout.

"Kill! Brothers! Kill! ”

"Avenge Lord Huyantuo! Shame on the adults! ”

Immediately afterwards, a man as tall as an ox, with dozens of people, rushed to the courtyard where Zhao Hai was, waving a big knife, with an invincible appearance.

At this time, Han Ying originally wanted to come over to stop him, but he didn't expect to be besieged by a few masters who jumped out of the roof, and he couldn't rush to help for a while.

Zhao Hai's expression changed, "Hu Yantuo? Hu Yantuo, this guy still has a remnant party? ”

In the small courtyard, dozens of forbidden troops and masters of the Black Ice Platform were waiting for each other, and everyone looked at the opponent nervously, for fear that they would make some mistakes and hurt His Majesty behind them, and it would be over.

If you don't make your own family, you have to lose your head.

At this time, Murong Qin's originally loose state was also tense again, and his right hand held the hilt of the sword, ready to draw that lightning-like sword.

"Traitor daring?" Just as the group rushed towards the small courtyard, Han Ying finally broke out of the encirclement and killed the few masters who tried to stop him.

At this time, the tall man who took the lead, brandishing a big knife, looked at Han Ying with a hideous expression, "This old man is tricky, deal with him first!" Quick! ”

After finishing speaking, several people confidently surrounded Han Ying from front to back, left and right. They didn't know that what awaited them in the next second would be a one-sided crushing battle.

Han Ying stepped forward and stretched out his hands, like a hundred ghosts roaring the moon, dancing a bunch of afterimages in front of him, and his palms were amazing. Without him, Han Ying was very angry today, these local chickens and dogs actually bullied Hei Bingtai's face, and they really didn't take him seriously.

If they are still allowed to go wild here, it will be a great insult to Han Ying.

After Han Ying's lightning moves, more than a dozen people from the other party, half of them had fallen to the ground, spitting blood, and many of them had broken their hands.

Seeing this, the tall man who took the lead roared angrily, "You poisonous old man, you are so black!" ”

Han Ying snorted coldly, "Maybe the old man and you anti-thief assassins, what else do you have to talk about?" If you dare to go wild here today, you must be ready to go to Huangquan! ”

Han Ying's eyes were like falcons, staring directly at his prey, and the strong man who took the lead was frightened.

The tall man couldn't hold on, and slashed at Han Ying, hoping to split Han Ying in half.

There are only two best ways to deal with fear, one is to run away, such as meeting a lion. There is another way, which is to destroy each other, such as meeting a spider with a large palm.

It was clear that the tall man had chosen the latter.

It's a pity that Han Ying is not a spider, but a lion.

He slashed down, in mid-air, but he couldn't make any further progress, and the knife seemed to be stuck by the owner.

When he looked down, he realized that his hand was pinched by Han Ying. Han Ying's hands were like two iron tongs, so that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Click!" A voice came.

Han Ying exerted force with one hand and directly twisted his arm off.

"Ahh The man suddenly let out a painful scream like killing a pig, resounding throughout the small courtyard.

"Hurry up! hack this old dog! He shouted behind him like crazy, hoping that his men would be able to relieve him of his predicament. He really couldn't break free from Han Ying's hands.

When several black-clothed assassins heard this, they raised their swords and stabbed at Han Ying, beckoning them towards Han Ying's life.

"I don't know how short the ruler is, dare to spend the sky high?" Han Ying swept backwards lightly, dodging a few deadly thrusts. With a flick of his right hand, a large shuttle dart was thrown out of his sleeve.

The pike is very fierce, fast as lightning. In an instant, the people who shot just now had already been hit by the throat and died violently.

Immediately after, Han Ying grabbed the tall man's wrist again and twisted his other hand into a twist.

"How? Your subordinates may have saved you? Just now I was given a chance to escape, but you didn't use it. Han Ying mocked.

The tall man screamed in pain again, sweat pouring down his forehead. It's not that he doesn't want to run, it's that Han Ying moved too fast just now, and all the movements were almost completed between two or three breaths.

He had to admit that Han Ying's martial arts were indeed beyond his imagination, and also beyond everyone he had ever seen.

Immediately after, Han Ying stretched out his left hand and pointed a few acupuncture points on his chest.

He was immediately unable to speak, let alone move, and lay on the ground like a zombie.

Han Ying slaughtered into the crowd, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and with an unstoppable momentum, he turned those black-clothed people and killed people on their backs, staggering from side to side.

Han Ying didn't use a sword, otherwise these people's heads would have been chopped off at the moment. What he wants is a live mouth, the first to be able to interrogate some information, and he can even tell the whole thing when he encounters a soft egg.

The second is that torturing them is better than letting them die directly, which can vent the anger in his heart.