ng Lang put his hands on his hips and jeered, "Yeah, yeah! Let’s see how many of Master’s moves you can handle!"
Alina’s face flashed with a trace of worry.
ng Qianqian took in her expression completely and couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong?"
Alina frowned and said, "Mo Yi’s cultivation technique is extrely unique, it’s difficult for ordinary people to kill him..."
ng Lang snorted, "Don’t boost others’ morale while diminishing your own spirit. My master is none other than the famous Chen Long! The top warrior among the Twelve Guards, don’t you get it?"
He reached into his sleeve for a peach, only to rember after a long while that the last one had been given to ng Qianqian at the winery.
Truly, craving for a peach led to none!
Alina softly said, "I know Princely Heir is formidable, but please, be cautious. When encountering Mo Yi, it’s best not to let him sustain too severe injuries."
These words sounded awkward, but those who understood Mo Yi’s evil skill knew she spoke sincerely.
Mo Yi relies on his injuries to enhance his power; either strike him fatally or exhaust his energy, but never wear him down with inner strength, or it will all turn into his nourishnt.
"What kind of evil skill is this?"
ng Lang was a bit curious.
ng Qianqian glanced at him, "Why? Do you want to learn it?"
ng Lang: "Can I learn it?"
ng Qianqian readily answered, "Sure, but to learn evil skills, you must first castrate yourself."
ng Lang: "..."
Alina chuckled, "Yin Hu Guard is really amusing."
ng Lang’s hair stood on end, "You were tricking ?"
ng Qianqian shot him a disdainful look.
She had never practiced evil skills nor read a secret manual, she was just making things up offhandedly.
With Chen Long distracting Mo Yi, Alina was able to once again use her martial arts to control the black-clad assassins at the other end of the alley.
"Quick! Let’s go!"
Alina said to ng Qianqian and ng Lang.
ng Lang turned back to observe the battle between Chen Long and Mo Yi.
With Alina’s reminder, Chen Long restrained his killing intent, opting not to feed Mo Yi any moves, and switched to defense, continuously depleting Mo Yi’s inner strength.
"My master really is too well-rounded, his attacking skills are excellent, and his defense isn’t weak either."
"Not weak? You’re still alive now because Chen Long showed you rcy."
Not very skilled, but very loud-mouthed.
Does this lad have the qualifications to judge Chen Long’s defense?
Chen Long’s martial arts style mainly focuses on attacking, but that doesn’t an his defense is inferior to others.
At least among the Twelve Guards, his attack and defense are impenetrable.
ng Qianqian also paid attention to the duel between the two.
Judging by the current situation, it’s unlikely Mo Yi will easily shake off Chen Long.
"Ah!"
Alina tripped on a stone brick.
ng Qianqian reached out and supported her, "Are you okay?"
Alina shook her head, "I’m fine."
ng Qianqian’s hand slid down, grabbing her hand, and didn’t let go.
Alina’s eyes flickered, her heart suddenly warm, and her cheeks blushed.
The number of black-clad assassins was overwhelming, ng Qianqian simply had no idea how these people infiltrated the Capital City; they certainly did not appear along with the envoy’s team.
Could it be Amu Shan who brought them?
No, perhaps even earlier.
"Ah."
Alina stumbled again.
Fortunately, ng Qianqian had been holding her hand and promptly held onto her.
"I’m fine."
Alina resisted the exhaustion throughout her body.
"Stop using witchcraft."
ng Qianqian said to Alina.
Alina was stunned.
She didn’t expect ng Qianqian to notice that her overuse of witchcraft was the issue.
No wonder, she held her hand.
She... really is a considerate person.
"Can you still fight?"
ng Qianqian asked ng Lang.
ng Lang said carelessly, "Depends on who I’m fighting..."
Before he finished speaking, ng Qianqian grabbed him and tossed him toward the masked black-clad n rushing at them.
The unprepared ng Lang: "...!!"
Either he or ng Qianqian must have been adopted!
ng Lang tangled with the Loulan assassins.
ng Qianqian occasionally threw a couple of Gu worms to relieve him.
ng Lang gritted his teeth, "Why didn’t you use the Gu worms earlier? Hurry up and take them all out!"
ng Qianqian said, "No, Gu worms are precious, using one ans one less."
ng Lang: "Your brother has only one life too!"
ng Qianqian seriously pondered this.
ng Lang shivered, "You actually hesitated! My life isn’t worth more than a worm!"
Alina softly said, "Gu worms are very expensive in our Loulan, the ones in Yin Hu Guard’s hands should be top-grade Gu worms, one can sell for a thousand taels, as for your head..."
She blinked and held up three fingers.
ng Lang: "Three hundred taels?"
Alina silently retracted one finger.
ng Lang: "Two hundred taels?"
A human is worth less than a worm!
Alina: "A little slave, two taels."
ng Lang’s face turned dark: "..."
After taking care of the assassins in the alley, the three headed north.
ng Qianqian had lived in Capital City for years. She rarely went out in the early years, but since divorcing Lu Lingxiao, she often road around Capital City. She should have been to almost every place, yet she had never co here before.
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