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Chapter 22 2. So weird

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    For more than half a month, He Ziqi, who was addicted to killing monsters, swept away the thieves on the road in the capital. The donkey behind He Ziqi also held his head high, with hundreds of packages on his back, and he didn't know that He Ziqi was eaten by the donkey.  What, that donkey actually has a humanized expression.  He Ziqi didn't know that his actions had touched the interests of some people in Beijing!

    "Where did this lunatic come from!" The man in official robes slapped the table fiercely, and let out that roar. The people below looked at the angry adult in front of him tremblingly.  Looking at the man sitting in the farthest corner with neat eyes, the man shook the teacup with his slender fingers, and comforted the official: "Why are you so angry, sir, you are just a little swordsman!"

    "Little swordsman? Ziyang, do you know that I even sent out Moshanghua, which is almost my trump card! Even in the hands of that little swordsman, I couldn't get away with a single move. If it wasn't for that swordsman's heart.  Poor kindness, Moshang Hua will definitely die at the hands of that person!"

    Hearing Mo Shanghua's name, the person named Ziyang flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and asked lightly: "My lord, do you know what move the swordsman used?"

    The official frowned, and the man kneeling below quickly stepped forward and said, "My lord, the villain knows, the villain knows!"

    "Then hurry up!"

    "Yes, yes, that swordsman has only used one move these days, it seems to be called Wan Jiangui or something!"

    "Wanjian returns to the sect!!" Ziyang's voice suddenly turned a little cold, the hand that was holding the teacup tightly crushed the teacup directly, and the tea dripped down on the ground, but Ziyang did not change at all.  These few words seemed to have a kind of magical power, which made Ziyang completely lose his composure. Ziyang got up suddenly, and slowly walked out towards the official.  A handsome man, but with a hideous mask on his face, the eyes exposed above the mask are full of hatred, Zi Yang raised his head to look at the official, and said in a cold voice: "Let me go!"

    The official put down the information in his hand, and looked at Ziyang curiously. He didn't know his origin, but ten years ago, this person fell outside his mansion. At that time, the official was just a  Little magistrate.  Looking at the miserable Ziyang, he was very much like himself at that time, moved Ziyang back to the mansion to take care of him for several days, Ziyang recovered completely, and he stayed by his side silently.  Help him make suggestions, help him eliminate dissidents secretly, and in ten years, you have turned a small person at that time into a big man who is now a full-time official!  Zi Yang looked at the official's curious eyes and didn't answer, just shook his head at the official, turned around and walked out of the mansion, his voice fell lightly in everyone's ears.

    "The rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes!"

    The official looked at the back of Ziyang leaving, and tapped his fingers on the table lightly. No one knew what he was thinking

    At this moment, He Ziqi was lying on top of a thousand-year-old tree, taking a leisurely nap. The sound of fighting rang in He Ziqi's ears. He Ziqi slowly opened his eyes.  Following the sound, a group of people dressed in black were chasing two men and a woman. The two men were already covered in injuries and seemed to be about to fall down at any time.

    The woman's condition is also not good. The long white dress on her body is already covered with mud and blood stains, and her face is almost invisible. The woman took a deep breath and said with a wry smile to the two men beside her: "Di  Uncle, Uncle Zhao, don¡¯t worry about me anymore, they don¡¯t dare to kill me, they must use me to threaten my father, you go first, go back and ask for help, don¡¯t send me to death again!¡±

    The two middle-aged men glanced at each other, but their eyes were full of madness, and they said to the woman: "Xiao Rou, be obedient, Uncle Di and Uncle Zhao are not afraid of death, you run quickly, we can hold you back, we must  , must go back to the palace to report to the prince!"

    The two middle-aged men held weapons in their hands, and were about to charge up again. He Ziqi let out a chuckle, floated down, smiled at Xiaorou, and asked, "Dare to ask Miss, but  Get to know Su Xiao!"

    Xiaorou looked at the man who fell from the sky, her eyes were full of surprise, but the middle-aged man tightly protected Xiaorou in the middle, but when He Ziqi said the name Su Xiao, Xiaorou's eyes were full of surprise.  Surprised, but cautiously asked: "Do you know Mr. Su? What is your relationship with him?"

    "I'm going to join him! Dare I ask if Miss can lead the way?" He Ziqi asked Xiao Rou with the same elegant posture.

    When Xiaorou heard that He Ziqi was going to flee, her burning eyes dimmed, and she smiled wryly at He Ziqi: "Look at me, how can I take you to see Young Master Su?"

    "Then look at Ms.Did you agree?  "He Ziqi asked with some surprise.

    "So what, do you think we can escape? Why do you come out and die with us!" Xiao Rou said with a soft sigh. Originally, she thought that He Ziqi was the one sent by Su Xiao to rescue them.  Who would have thought that he was just a disciple who wanted to join Su Xiao? How could such a person have such high martial arts? There were countless people in the world who wanted to join Su Xiao. How could this young man be one of those people?  The opponent of the man in black just didn't care about adding more jokes.

    "That's good!" He Ziqi laughed, looking at the man in black who was getting closer, he slowly put his hand on the long sword at his waist, and gently pushed the hilt with his thumb. At this time, the sky fell  A long sword drew a line on the ground, and a cold voice rang in everyone's ears: "Those who cross this line die!"

    He Ziqi put back the long sword that He Ziqi was about to draw. He knew that the person who came was enough to kill all the men in black in front of him. The men in black glanced at each other and were about to charge towards the four of them.  He Ziqi sighed softly, and said in a voice of persuasion: "Don't do it again, you can't beat the one who drew the line!"

    The three of Xiaorou looked at He Ziqi as if they were insane, and He Ziqi shook his head helplessly at the people who didn't listen to the advice, only to see the few people who crossed the line were cut off from the head in an instant, and blood spurted  With a low, slowly fell in front of the four of them.  A man in a black robe slowly landed, and said to Xiaorou: "Xiaorou, how are you doing, are you okay?"

    Xiaorou's eyes turned red, and she plunged into the arms of the man in black robe and cried bitterly, complaining coquettishly: "Why did you come here, do you know that I was almost killed just now, you bad brother, Xiaorou  I don't care about you anymore!"

    The man in black robe smiled gently, pinched Xiaorou's nose and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's brother's fault, okay, be good."

    "No, no, no!" Xiaorou cried arrogantly in the arms of the black-robed man.

    "Well I know I'm spoiling the atmosphere, but I just want to know if what I promised just now is still worth it?" He Ziqi asked with a smile (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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