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This familiar voice, with a bit of gentleness and mixed with worry, made Yun Qingyan, who was still a little flustered, calm down instantly.
She didn't even need to look back, she was already embraced by someone, and the swords of those assassins were perfectly blocked without hurting Yun Qingyan at all.
The waist was firmly held by someone, and then she was picked up in one fell swoop, and after tossing and turning a few times, she quickly stretched out her hand to stop his neck, and buried her whole body in front of his chest, ignoring the assassins who were staring at him, just Greedy for his taste.
Yun Qingyan knew that with him around, she would definitely be able to keep her safe.
The fact is indeed the case, even though Ming Zhi embraced Yun Qingyan, his behavior was not slow at all, but the sword in his hand made it sharp.
Sihan on the side looked at it, couldn't help but sneered, and slapped the person next to him flying, only to have time to taunt: "If you come later, your sweetheart will not survive."
Mingzhi hugged Yun Qingyan, and easily dodged the attacks of several people with a little tiptoe, his eyes swept towards Sihan's mask, his expression darkened.
Regarding Sihan's Chaofeng, Ming Zhi didn't want to argue with him.
To Sihan, he always has a lot to say.
Although the atmosphere of the two was strange, they had a tacit understanding in finally solving these assassins, and they forced the assassins down to only one person.
Ming Zhi Yiheng put the sword in his hand on the assassin's neck, and asked, "Say, who sent you here?"
The assassin took a look at Mingzhi, and immediately bit down hard.
"No, he's going to commit suicide!" Seeing this, Sihan's expression changed, and he rushed over to stop him.
Ming Zhi glanced coldly at the side, but he had already noticed something, the sword in his hand pierced his shoulder instantly, and blood spattered everywhere.
The assassin's face turned pale from the pain, and his teeth felt sore and limp at once, and he could no longer bite his tongue to kill himself, and Mingzhi also took advantage of the situation and kicked towards the assassin's face, showing almost no mercy.
Although this kick was heavy, Ming Zhi was a very measured person. It only made the assassin faint for a moment, but it was not life-threatening.
The assassin lay powerlessly on the ground, his whole face distorted, but he was completely dizzy. He didn't know what his face had become after being kicked by Mingzhi. It is high and swollen, and its original appearance has been completely destroyed.
"Sure enough, you are still as serious as before." Sihan frowned, glanced at the assassin, and couldn't help saying.
"I have always been so vicious towards the enemy." Mingzhi did not refute Sihan's words, but directly agreed.
Sihan raised his eyebrows, his expression was half a smile, not a smile, it looked like a sarcasm, but he felt strange, and finally hummed, "Yeah, why did I forget, you are always so vicious."
Ming Zhi shrinks his hand holding Yun Qingyan.
Yun Qingyan looked at Mingzhi, "Mingzhiyou?"
Mingzhi chose not to laugh at Sihan's sarcasm, but cupped his hands to him and said, "Today you saved Qingyan, I am very grateful to you, no matter what request you have, I can promise you."
Sihan stared at Mingzhi for a long time, touched his chin with his fingertips, then he suddenly laughed viciously, "If you really want to repay me, you might as well give me the princess." (Remember this site website: www. hlnovel.com