The two Hou brothers who were knocked into the release pond, seeing the inevitable scene of Ruicao, it was too late to rescue them, so they could only scream in horror and despair: "Don't!"

The weeping beads who were protected by Seocho behind her, sat down in the release pond with her buttocks, looking at Seocho, who was standing still in front of her like a hill, and couldn't help crying.

Seeing the sharp arrows flying towards her, Seocho chose to use the dagger to fend off several steel knives slashed at her waist, and then closed her eyes.

The sound of "dang" pierced into Seocho's ears, and she opened her eyes suddenly, and saw a sword in front of her, blocking the sharp arrow that was shooting at her choked throat.

With a "snap", the sharp arrow smashed into the release pond in front of Seocho, causing a splash.

Then I heard the screams of "ah, ah, ah" sound one after another, and the black-clothed people who were resisted by the attack by the Seocho dagger were all splashed with blood and fell into the release pool.

Seocho, who stumbled and stumbled, fell into a warm and firm embrace, and in the mist in her eyes, she saw a face that had made her heart anxious for many days and haunted by her dreams.

"It's not a dream, is it?"

"It's not a dream, I'm coming!"

Glancing at the two arrows stuck in Seocho's shoulder, Mu Yirong's eyes dimmed, and the sword in his hand swung forward, instantly cutting down the two black-clothed men who were fighting back, and then shouted to the officials who were surrounding the release pool: "Don't let any of them go." ”

Mu Yirong, who suddenly appeared like a god, brought a lot of people this time, in addition to the officials of Dali Temple, as well as Jin Wuwei's street envoys, who were bound to take down all these black-clothed people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black immediately gave a whistle to remind everyone to retreat.

However, Dali Temple and Jinwuwei Street made a large number of people, like a huge net, and all the shrimp, soldiers and crabs of the men in black were netted and wiped out.

The sixth man in black, who was as round as a windmill with a plate axe, was targeted by Mu Yirong and Seocho, and wanted to fight a bloody way, but was slashed in the calf by Mu Yirong's sword, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

In a hurry, he shouted at the sixth man in black, "You know what to do", and then quickly swung his knife and cut down the two street messengers who stopped in front of him, and rushed out of the encirclement.

Mu Yirong, who took the bow and arrow from the person next to him, pulled the bow and shot the arrow, and with a "boom", the sharp arrow from the string drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it shot on the shoulder of the man in black.

Lao Qi, a man in black who stumbled and almost fell, was completely red-eyed, regardless of the arrow in the shoulder, he cut down the two roadblockers again, and then one jumped out a few meters away, and rushed into a dark alley in front of him.

A team of street envoys saw it and hurriedly chased after it, Seocho was always guarding the beads, and Mu Yirong's sword was on the neck of the man in black.

More than half of the other people in black died, and a few saw that the situation was not good, gritted their teeth and cut themselves off, and the rest were all arrested.

The black-clothed man with a big round face knelt on the ground, looked up at Mu Yirong with a smile: "Mu Shilang, you are really fateful." Didn't you bow down with Lord Hades?"

Mu Yirong, who had a calm face, did not relax his vigilance at all, and warned the sixth man in black not to think of tricks. This game is over!

Hearing this, the sixth man in black looked up at the black night sky dotted with stars, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"yes! It's almost over!"

The official who was chasing the man in black soon returned, returning empty-handed, and failed to catch him.

The man in black, Lao Liu, and other accomplices who were arrested were escorted away by the Jinwuwei Street Envoy and temporarily sent to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion to await interrogation.

Mu Yirong and Ruicao protected the beads and went to Dali Temple together.

On the way, sitting in the carriage, the beads had palpitations, and kept thanking Ruicao and Mu Yirong for saving their lives.

Seocho just nodded at the thousand thanks of the weeping beads, comforted him with a few words, and then looked at Mu Yirong and asked why he appeared here, and did all the injuries on his body have healed?

Mu Yirong, who still had gauze wrapped around his neck, reached out and stroked Seocho's face, saying that he was fine. Then he apologized for making her worried.

These days, Seocho is really worried.

While thinking about Mu Yirong, who was seriously injured and unconscious, she had to stay in Xiudefang all night, and her whole person lost weight.

Seocho, whose eyes were a little moist, punched Mu Yirong with his hand, and said that the next time he was so seriously injured that she would be worried and sad, she would take him to Mount Tai, dig a pit and plant it in it, and let him be a companion with the fruit trees on her mountain.

Mu Yirong, who was covering his chest, coughed twice, saying that his body had not healed yet, so let Seocho lighten it a little.

Startled, Seocho hurriedly held Mu Yirong's shoulder and asked him where the pain was, if he wanted to go to the hospital to have a look?

Mu Yirong, who grabbed Seocho's hand, reached out again with a smile and stroked Seocho's face: "I'm sorry for worrying you these days." In the future, I will definitely protect myself and you. ”

"I will, too, protect myself, and I will protect you, so that you don't worry. ”

Sitting on the side, looking at Mu Yirong and Seocho's affectionate and sweet beads, his face was embarrassed.

She was worried that the two people who completely ignored her existence would kiss indifferently, and hurriedly coughed and reminded the two that there was such a big light bulb weighing more than 90 pounds next to her, and some inappropriate pictures should not be staged.

However, because of this, the original frightened mood of the bead has become a lot more relaxed and stable.

On the way to Dali Temple, there was no accident and entered the yamen, but I saw that Mu Jingzhong of Dali Temple was sitting in the middle of the top, and Yin Peiyuan of Jingzhao Mansion was sitting below.

Stepping into the yamen's hanging beads, he glanced at the soaps on both sides, walked to the center, and knelt in the main hall, with Mu Yirong and Seocho standing on one side.

Mu Jingzhong, the Qingmu of Dali Temple sitting on the top, slapped the shocked wood and asked who was in the audience, why was he brought here?

The low-eyebrow hanging bead hurriedly kowtowed and replied: "The slave maid's name is Hanging Zhu, and she is the maidservant girl of the doctor in the Shang'an Mansion in the Ministry of Works. Today I want to flee to a foreign country, I was intercepted and killed halfway, but fortunately I was rescued by the two adults of Dali Temple and the pavilion chief, so I came here. ”

Hearing that the weeping bead was the maidservant of the middle doctor of the Ministry of Industry in Shang'an Mansion, Mu Yirong and Ruicao were a little surprised, and both stared at the weeping bead kneeling in the center of the hall.

"What have you done, and why have you fled to a foreign land?"

Hearing Mu Jingzhong's question, Zhuzhu hung his head and was speechless for a while, Yin Peiyuan of Jingzhao Mansion, who was sitting below to assist in the investigation and trial of the case, saw it and immediately asked: "The death of Qingyan in Huanxianglou has anything to do with you?"

The hanging bead that was prostrate on the ground suddenly, "bang, bang" knocked his head upwards twice, and his voice was panicked: "My lord, the slave maid just sent the tea to Miss Qingyan according to Lord Yu Shang'an's instructions, and she didn't know that the tea was poisonous." ”