"Angel, I'll block them in a moment, you go first...... Angel, what's wrong with you?"

Hamon Cook's plan was far-reaching, and Ke Wang was not sure of retreating, so he had to use the remaining mana to send Angel away first. But just as he turned his head and whispered to Angel, he saw that something was not quite right with Angel's appearance.

Angel looked at Ke Wang directly, as if he knew him for the first time, and all kinds of complex and inexplicable emotions flashed in his beautiful eyes. Ke Wang wanted to reach out to pull her, but as soon as he touched her hand, she quickly retracted as if she had touched a red-hot soldering iron.

Ke Wang looked at her again, but she hurriedly turned her head away, like a little rabbit in a hurry.

"What's wrong with you?" Ke Wang was a little surprised.

Angel closed his eyes and asked softly, "Uncle, are you the "king"?"

Ke Wang was a little overwhelmed, scratched his head, and said, "I don't know either." Originally, I was just an ordinary cultivator, but ever since I came into this world, people have been telling me "who am I", and now even I don't know who I really am. ”

Angel didn't listen to Ke Wang's sophistry, and his attitude was extremely resolute: "Uncle, are you the "king"?"

Ke Wang couldn't escape, so he had to admit: "Judging from the current situation, I seem to be the "king" in your mouth. But I didn't mean to hide it from you, but I wasn't sure about it myself......"

Angel shook his head, looked at Ke Wang with a confused look, and muttered to himself: "'Wang'...... It turns out that you are the "king" ......"

"Angel, can you talk about something when you go out, you go first, and I'll explain to you slowly later!" Ke Wang carried the last spiritual power in his hand, preparing to throw Angel out of the Lord's Mansion while the spiritual power in his body was still exhausted.

"I don't!" Angel jumped up and ran away.

Ke Wang was puzzled, and at the same time very helpless. When has this been, poisoning and scattering work, 100 people ambushed, 100,000 people are in a hurry, and they are still playing this kind of trick, this is the rhythm that wants him to die! Women are really the biggest uncontrollable factor, I don't know when they will erupt and drag people into the water. Ke Wang swore that he would never take his sister to the end of the world in the future, because this is too pitiful!

However, Ke Wang's worries were unnecessary. Instead of rushing to attack, Harmon Cook sat in his seat with a smile in a play-watching attitude. Black dog blood is the biggest nemesis of cultivators, which has been widely spread in the world since the black dog blood was introduced as a weapon more than 1,400 years ago, and until now, cultivators have not found a solution. In Harmon Cook's eyes, Ke Wang, who had eaten the blood of a black dog, had no ability to resist, and could only be tied up as an ordinary person.

But Harmon Cook was idle, and his men didn't want to wait any longer. One after another, dark shadows jumped out of the darkness, and the originally empty house suddenly became full. It was an ambush arranged by Harmon Cook in advance, and each of them was a martial artist with an innate realm, and most of them came from the gold market of Qian Tongshen. Hamon Cook lent a large number of samurai to Qian Tongshen in the name of war with foreign enemies, but the ultimate purpose of leasing these samurai was to deal with his "king", I have to say that it is really ironic!

Everyone surrounded Ke Wang and Angel, if it was said that Ke Wang could still send Angel out safely just now, now this idea has been shattered.

So far, there is only one battle to the death!

Ke Wang waited for the battle, and used all his spiritual power to protect Anger, but Anger didn't know what was crazy, and refused to let Ke Wang protect her, but instead raised a dagger and rushed towards those warriors!

"Angel!" Ke Wang shouted Anger's name, trying to stop Angel's suicide, but Angel's body was very strange, and Ke Wang, who had lost his mana support, couldn't outrun her. Just as Ke Wang chased a few steps, more than a dozen warriors surrounded him. Ke Wang was too busy to take care of himself, and he could only watch Angel run towards the group of wolf-like warriors like moths to a fire.

The samurai couldn't help but be amused when they saw such a delicate (and rightly as it looked) girl like Angel rushing towards them like a warrior.

"Little sister, the battlefield is not a playhouse. Come, go home with your uncle, uncle will invite you to eat sausages!hahahahaha......haha

A hint of anger flashed in Angel's originally sad eyes, and his aimless charge found its target, charging straight towards the bearded samurai.

The bearded warrior couldn't help laughing, and casually waved a defensive sword pose, and the obscene words in his mouth did not stop: "Yo......! Belch...... Belch...... Uh......"

The moment the figures staggered, bright red blood flowers bloomed from the throat of the bearded samurai, and stuffed back the next foul language from him! The bearded samurai clutched his throat in disbelief, fell to the ground and struggled for a moment, and finally reluctantly ended his life.

Just now, Angel's body disappeared in an instant when he was still ten steps away from the bearded warrior, and he avoided the bearded warrior's defensive sword style extremely strangely, and then suddenly appeared next to the bearded warrior, and the dagger in her hand also accurately slashed his throat, announcing the coming of death.

Everyone was shocked, and the warriors scrambled to respond to Angel's surprise attack, and Harmon Cook also left his seat, and instead looked at the little girl who followed Ke Wang's side with a shocked gaze.

"It's a moment of moonlight! could it be that she's ......," Hamon Cook muttered to himself, his eyes lit up.

Suddenly, he shouted, "Hold on to this little girl! Don't hurt her! I want to live!"

Ke Wang was also amazed by Anger's superb martial arts, this level of exercise was already comparable to the spells of a cultivator. Angel actually had such a powerful trick that she didn't tell him, and it seems that she has been hiding it from him these days.

A doubt rose in Ke Wang's mind.

Angel, who is it exactly?

Soon, however, the answer to this question was revealed by Harmon Cook.

Although the samurai were caught off guard by Angel's surprise attack, they were veterans of a hundred battles who survived the brutal battlefield, and after the initial discomfort, they slowly gained the upper hand again. Angel is young and inexperienced, under the siege of everyone, his physical strength gradually can't keep up with the rhythm of consumption, his footwork looks a lot messy, and his mouth begins to come out of the white mist, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before he loses.

Hamon Cook stood next to him with a smile, watching the battle between Angel and the samurai, he felt sincerely happy: "It turned out to be you little girl." Ten years ago in the midst of an army mutiny, you disappeared and everyone thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to come back with "Wang" today, it's great!"

Angel ignored Harmon Cook's words, and was bent on fighting the enemy in front of him with a dagger. Beads of sweat oozed from her face, and her dagger-wielding arm was no longer as swift as ever, like a trapped beast, in a dying struggle.

Harmon Cook shook his head and sighed softly: "Ten years ago, your father was so stupid, for the invitation of an old friend and the so-called loyalty to the king of Qinqin, but ended up in a tragic death in the army! Ten years later, you are still so stupid, fighting with me for a "king" who is about to become a puppet! Is the so-called bloodline really that important?"

Harmon Cook looked directly at Angel and let out a leisurely sigh as he revealed her real name.

"Conan, Princess Zhivadin, you're still alive......"