Chapter 198 Mistaking her for husband

When I first read this, Jun Ci really scoffed. Is there really such a beautiful person in this world?

Now we know that it is not unheard of, but it is rare.

She was so frightened that she ran to the most hidden place in the house and breathed softly.

Jun Ci smiled slightly, lying half on the big tree, with his hands folded across his chest, looking at the courtyard and Bu Qu who was guarding outside the boudoir, flying out and engaging the assassin who was coming with a knife.

There are only five assassins, but there are about ten people in the courtyard, almost three to one. But at this moment, the sword is in hand and his martial arts is superior to Bu Qu. Only the leader Bu Qu can still perform a few moves on the assassins.

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They probably saw that there were few assassins, so they did not take action immediately. After all, the nobles and noblewomen of the Southern Dynasties valued reputation.

After the assassin killed most of them in just a few strokes, it was too late for them to shout out, and they all became dead souls under the sword.

Jun Ci was holding a gourd in her hand, filling it with liquor brought from the Northern Dynasty. From a high place, she could easily see that there were guards guarding the courtyard outside the palace, who were traveling with the assassins.

The last sip of wine was poured into her mouth. Under the cold moonlight, the water flow stopped. She let go of her hand and the gourd fell to the ground. The porcelain was shattered on the ground. The assassin who had already walked to the door of the boudoir paused in his steps and showed murderous intent.

At the same time as his gaze came towards him, he waved his hand and threw the blood-stained knife, flying towards Jun Ci.

Jun Ci raised his hand and grabbed it, firmly grasping the handle of the knife that was flying towards him. He clasped his legs tightly on the tree trunk. He followed the momentum and circled the tree trunk under his back, then turned up again. The knife in his hand had already rotated.

direction, flying back towards the assassin.

The force wrapped around the blade was so strong that the assassin who tried to catch the knife with his bare hands was thrown up together with the person, hit the door, and fell to the ground.

When the other four assassins saw this, they stepped forward and rushed towards Jun Ci.

Jun Ci kicked his foot on the tree trunk, and shot towards them like an arrow from the string.

The five people intertwined in the mid-air, and they felt a few figures passing by in the blink of an eye, before Jun Ci landed at the gate.

Of the four assassins, two were knocked to the ground, and two of them were in a half-kneeling position with one hand on the ground when they spun around and landed.

The two people who still had some energy left looked at each other, one ran towards Jun Ci, and the other turned towards the window and ran away.

The light of the knife flashed past Jun Ci's eyes. She turned sideways and raised her hand to grab the wrist that was in front of her eyes. When she bent it hard, the person holding the knife complied with her strength to avoid being cut off by her. At the same time, the knife struck out.

With a twist of the stab, he broke free from Jun Ci's restraint, and then slashed at Jun Ci again with his sword.

Jun Ci put his hands against the blade and took the chop with great strength. When the opponent gradually exerted all his strength, he spread his legs and straightened them to the ground.

With a flash of phoenix eyes, she twisted the hands holding the blade forcefully, and used the strength to spin up, forcing the assassin holding the knife to turn over with her strength. At the same time, she kicked the opponent upside down.

on the head and kicked the person away.

She put one hand on the ground and landed firmly on the ground. At the same time, she kicked the knife at her feet away, just in time to aim at the remaining assassin who was reaching out to Chu Shange.

The assassin had to withdraw his hand and waved the knife with his other hand to knock off Jun Ci's flying knife.

At this moment, Jun Ci had already flown away. While pulling Chu Shange out from the darkness with one hand, he raised his knife with his other hand. Before the assassin could stand still, he was cut with a lightning-fast knife.

Throat, hot blood splashing.

Seeing that Chu Shange was about to be thrown away by her, Jun Ci pulled her back with force. His hands touched her slender waist and stabilized her body to prevent her from falling into his arms, but the distance between the two was still there.

It's very close.

Chu Shange's body was slender, but not as tall as Jun Ci, who practiced martial arts and kept fit. The top of his hair was even with Jun Ci's ears.

The moonlight is cold, the surroundings are silent, the scarlet color is like fire, and the brightness is like flame, reflected in the ripples of the starry eyes.

Jun Ci let go of Chu Shange. The two assassins who had slowed down outside wanted to escape. She casually grabbed two chess pieces on the Kang table in the room and flew towards the people who were about to run away.

The chess pieces, one black and one white, were clearly round and delicate, and seemed to have turned into sharp weapons in Jun Ci's hands. The edge scratched the thighs of the two men as they flew up, blood spattered, and they fell to the ground again.

Jun Ci walked up to the first assassin who was knocked to the ground and dragged by her. She picked up his knife, slowly approached, first removed his jaw, and then raised the knife to break their jaws.

Hand and ankle tendons.

"Four survivors are left to the Sixth Lady." Jun Ci turned around and looked at Chu Shange, who was already standing in the corridor at the door following her.

"Who is Mr. Lang and why are you here?" Chu Shange stood like a green bamboo, her starry black eyes looking straight at Jun Ci.

There was no defensiveness or blame in his eyes, and naturally there was no gratitude in his eyes. It was just a casual question.

Jun Ci looked at the scattered corpses around him, smelled the smell of blood, looked at Chu Shange who was calm and no longer panicked, and smiled slightly: "I came here today because I heard that the Sixth Lady has the method of weaving fire cloth.

, so..."

Needless to say, I sneaked into the house to steal this thing, happened to encounter Chu Shange in trouble, and saved him.

The fine and long eyelashes drooped slightly along the eyes and face, blocking the pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak. Chu Shange was silent for a moment, turned around and entered the room. She picked up the book she had just been reading from the ground.

Gently wiping the few drops of blood that accidentally spilled on it with a handkerchief, Pingting walked up to Jun Ci and handed it to Jun Ci with both hands: "Give it to Lang Jun to thank him for saving his life."

Sure enough there is.

Jun Ci did not refuse, he took it, opened it, and under the moonlight, he actually saw the detailed steps of how Huo Huan Bu extracts silk threads from the stone and how to make the cloth. The process is not complicated, but if it were not for the detailed steps,

According to records, Jun Ci felt that if he wanted to succeed, he would have to spend a lot of stones.

"I'll just make a copy..."

"No need, Lang Jun, please take it away." Chu Shange said.

Her solution to the problem today stemmed from this. After all, she aroused the jealousy of her fellow tribesmen. In this case, it would be better to let it be left behind as they intended.

Jun Ci thought that Chu Shange had remembered that he didn't need the original, so he didn't refuse. He hugged his hands and left quickly with the book.

Chu Shange looked at the direction in which she disappeared. He was lost in thought for a long time before looking back.

She has never given her a name. Such a handsome young man cannot be concealed by the sun and the moon. We will always see him again in the future.

Jun Ci is full of joy. This trip is worth it. As long as you can bring back these stones, you will be able to weave Huohuan cloth.

What made her happy was yet to come. The next day, Xu Jing received news: "My lord, the Chu family has dismissed the labor force they recruited earlier, and all those guarding outside the mountain have retreated. It seems that they have given up on the stone."

After an hour's sleep, I added another chapter. It's still three chapters and 6,000 words. Those of you who have monthly votes, vote for it.
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