"I won't let you get out so easily."

There was a viciousness hidden in the boy's eyes.

Mu Jinghong smiled, as if he didn't take his words seriously.

Mu Bingheng was a little annoyed because he saw in Mu Jinghong's eyes that he ignored him completely.

The spoiled boy was even more angry.

"why are you laughing."

"It's nothing, you should take good care of yourself, and you should have little to worry about other people's affairs."

"You wait," Mu Bingheng said this and turned to Jingxinju.

Mu Jinghong stood there and looked at the figure and smiled slightly.

After knowing that the child had lost his mother, he also felt resentment towards people from the outside world. Compared to last time, he had a stronger hostility.

The parents didn’t teach well, and the children could no longer be able to make a fuss.

Shaking his head, Mu Jinghong accelerated a few steps.

Avon was standing in front of him, and Gu was standing there waiting, just worried that Mu Deyuan would say something to Mu Jinghong.

Mu Jinghong shook his head at Gu and comforted him silently.

Gu said, "Your uncle has never been reliable in doing things. If he says anything, just listen to it."

"I know."

*

On the way back to the house in a carriage, Mu Jinghong was thinking about Mu Deyuan's words to test him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, he raised the thick curtain and looked out.

"What's going on."

Why did the route go off the wrong way?

The two maids quickly stretched out their heads to ask the coachman. The coachman replied that someone had an accident on the street just now and couldn't get through the road for a while, so he took a detour.

Mu Jinghong saw that the other party was right and he didn't say anything more.

The wheels were turning, and the inside was very quiet.

"Puchi!"

A strong wind rushed over from all sides, and Mu Jinghong heard the coachman outside shouting: "Princess, there is an assassin."

Before the two maids could react, they were shot by the arrows that were stabbed in.

Blood suddenly soaked the entire narrow carriage.

Mu Jinghong's face changed drastically, and he pulled them down.

"Wow!"

Someone came up and kicked the carriage away, revealing a corner of the carriage.

Mu Jinghong looked out and his face became even more ugly.

The coachman was killed on the spot, and their carriage was just around the corner and there was no one there. They had been waiting here for a long time.

The two injured maids covered their wounds and stopped Mu Jinghong in front of him, and gritted their teeth with pale faces. Even if they died, they would never let the other party hurt their master a hair.

Mu Jinghong sat in the half-washed carriage, looking at these sudden assassins calmly, so brave enough to assassinate in such a place.

She squinted her eyes and looked at it for a while, and recognized that she was the same group who was assassinated on the wedding day, and her eyes turned cold.

He reached out to hold Biluo, who was too injured, and his eyes were as quiet as water.

"You guys can't get out today."

As soon as the confident words fell, a slender figure suddenly flew into the sky, with a very fast body movement!

Mu Jinghong said coldly: "Fengsheng Gate, enter the Gan Gate, cross the Tian Gate..."

The clear sound was as if it was a killing sword technique, and it was a trick to block the opponent little by little.

Nearly ten assassins saw this figure glittering like the wind, with strange body movements, but suddenly, they jumped around them.

Following the voice of the woman in the carriage, her movements became more and more fierce.

"bite!"

The long sword suddenly nailed to one position, and a handsome man in gray robe stood in front of the sword.

"Strike formation."

The man uttered three words lightly.

Mu Jinghong sat in the carriage, watched the other party quickly block the way out, and guarded the Shengmen again, and said coldly: "Prince Liu, what awesome, Kung Fu!"

The person coming was Liu Shukuang!

"Swoosh!"

The sword pulled out of the bluestone slab and pointed at the assassin.

"Princess Qi was frightened, so I cleaned up these black sheep for Princes Qi!"

"It's been a labor."

"polite!"

After saying that, Liu Shukuang did not stab the assassins at all, but changed direction and suddenly swept the bamboo flag that was pierced at Kunmen.

In the dark, it seemed as if a huge force had pulled the assassin out.

"Bang!"

Several assassins were pulled back by mysterious power at the same time, pulled into the direction of the death gate, and smashed them together.

With no effort, several assassins were subdued.

Liu Shukuang showed no mercy either. He swept in like a shadow, and pulled the long sword in his hand, which looked like he had tied a beautiful sword flower, but each sword was bloody.

Bloodline seals the throat!

Death was killed on the spot.

Liu Shukuang flew a few times, and took advantage of the obstacles next to him to rush out of the Death Gate and fell back to the position of the Life Gate. His sword energy swung.

A seemingly casual sword retreated the strangulation formation very accurately.

The whole process is just a moment.

Even Liu Shukuang himself was shocked by this formation. "What a powerful formation, I admire you!"

At the sight of Mu Jinghong, Liu Shukuang bowed solemnly.

"I would like to ask Priest Liu to save my two maids."

Mu Jinghong found that the two maids around him had fainted and said half-supported, saying with some difficulty.

Liu Shukuang knew that this was not the time to speak, so he went up to help Mu Jinghong and helped the two maids down, hugged one, carried one, and quickly walked towards the clinic in front.

Mu Jinghong followed behind him and walked in. When the people in the clinic saw the two of them, they vaguely recognized their identities. They did not dare to neglect them at the moment and quickly treated them.

The two came to the back of the clinic, and the surroundings were quiet.

"The princess can know the other party's identity."

"Maybe I know."

"The Princess knew she would come down."

"You saw it." His tone was confident.

"Yes, I saw Princess Li in danger and came out of the palace to rescue him."

Mu Jinghong dusted the blood on his sleeves and said, "You have great skills."

"Compared with Princess, I'm just a little skilled. I'm unheard of such a powerful formation. What formation did you just asked me to use."

"Killing formation."

Mu Jinghong said lightly.

She didn't want to use this kind of murderous formation.

But someone forced her to use it.

Only those with excellent skills can use its power. At the same time, this person must be proficient in formations, otherwise no matter how beautiful she says, it will be useless.

Just now, he could solve the problem by setting up a formation.

He recorded the process as soon as he finished it. The method of setting up the formation was to master such a killing formation.

So, Mu Jinghong simply exposed the formation to him without hiding his own private life.

Liu Shukuang's eyes when he looked at Mu Jinghong became even more complicated. If such a woman gave her a peerless martial arts, she would destroy the world.
To be continued...