Foxy Beauty Charms the World

He thought to himself, "Not good, I feel like I've fallen into an ice cave of ten thousand feet." However, he was no ordinary person. As he turned his eyes, he had already come up with an excuse, "Speaking of which, it just so happens that an aunt saw a group of such girls fly over the wall in an unusual manner. She gave them a few glances. We followed this lead. "

Wan Xin wasn't afraid that Qin Ling Mo would confront Lan Yun and the others with these words. The aunt had indeed met, and it was true that she had asked for information, but it was Wan Xin who had been secretly leading the way when they had found the village.

Qin Lingmo only nodded his head and did not have any intention of calling out to Lan Yun. However, Wan Xin didn't dare to be careless. This guy was good at spying when people were weak. He was still silent and caught off guard.

While the Protector on the right side was on guard, Qin Lingmo was slowly pacing the outer courtyard. Although his expression could not be described as carefree, he did not seem to care about the corpses that littered the ground. It seems that the "Prime Minister of the Cannibals" and the "darkest and coolest official" are not gimmicks. Wan Xin was not a puppet tied to his belt, so naturally, he was the one who turned Wan Xin around. He stood in the middle of the courtyard, pondering over all the various situations.

Wan Xin's gaze fell upon the female corpse closest to him. His calm eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness. This group of idiots! He had picked this village, and even if the village was burned to ashes, he would still remember every blade of grass!

Qin Lingmo walked behind the awning and stared at Wan Xin. His expression could not be seen through the grid of space. However, ever since he had entered Dark Cloud Town, he had seen the changes in his heart. The unusual irritation and depression grew more and more. It was very much like the appearance of a rainy day.

"This is the village you met, right?"

His heart beat like a drum, but it was rhythmic. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and calmly replied, "Yes, this is a memory that I don't want to touch again."

He casually glanced over and saw that Qin Lingmo was already measuring the well at the beginning, with a windlass and half a circle of yellow mud on top of it. The former Prime Minister even reached out his hand to turn the handrail, which seemed to indicate that he was going into the mountains or the countryside. It was impossible to see his attitude, which caused Wan Xin's previous jubilant mood to fall. He wasn't sure if this was Qin Lingmo's judgment or if he was testing him again.

Then would the deeper secret be unearthed by him? Had he already sensed it?

Wan Xin was upset, but he couldn't show it. It was truly the most difficult state to bear.

While both sides were looking at the moon in the water, Wan Xin inadvertently swept his gaze over and saw a flash on the roof behind Qin Lingmo. In that instant, his heart sank as he shouted, "Be careful!" At the same time, he shot forward like an arrow that had left the bow.

Qin Lingmo was not slow to react, but his movements were still a step short of those of the masters. With a swishing sound beside his ear, a sharp arrow grazed his cheek and flew out. The tip of the arrow left a shallow red mark wherever it passed. The assassin on the rooftop saw that he had been seen through and immediately used two people to shoot with crossbows.

Ten arrows in a row!

The two crossbows connected into a fan and were as dense as the rain. If he was hit, he would become a hedgehog.

Hearing the strong wind blowing behind him, Qin Lingmo didn't have time to think. He quickly dodged to the side, and dodged to the side. The yellow mud wall blocked a few arrows, but compared to the rain of arrows, it was like a train of water.

He saw that the arrows had come close to his face. A cold light shot out from the corner of his eye and cut off all the arrows. With Wan Xinheng's sword in front of his chest, he didn't even turn his head as he shouted: "Let's go!"

Being ambushed in such a high-walled courtyard was very unfavorable. It looked down from above, and each shot was accurate. Coincidentally, there was nothing in the outer court that could be used as a cover. This way, he could only run into the corridor as soon as possible.

Of course, Qin Lingmo understood. He immediately dashed out of the yellow mud wall and ran towards the corridor under the cover of Wan Xin. The rain of arrows was still shooting, but it was not an endless stream. After one wave, the arrows would always be replaced. No matter how fast the arrows would be, there would still be a moment of emptiness. Taking advantage of the opening, Wan Xin brandished the remaining arrows as she moved Qin Lingmo into the corridor.

But since he had come out to be an assassin, he naturally had some skills.

On the other side of the wall, three assassins stood up as well, shooting out another rain of arrows. Wan Xin was extremely nimble and nimble. His sword light danced in the air as a cold light bloomed like a flower. It actually protected Qin Ling Mo from even the slightest injury. However, this subtly prevented them from heading towards the corridor. Clearly, the other side knew that once they entered the cover, it would be difficult to succeed.

However, a wise man always misses something.

At a tricky angle, an assassin sneaked his head out and aimed an arrow at Wan Xin.

Qin Lingmo, who was in the courtyard, caught sight of him in the blink of an eye. The moment he saw him, the arrow in the assassin's hand had already shot out. It was too late to remind them. The arrow was approaching menacingly, heading straight for Wan Xin's back.

Wan Xin, who was concentrating on dealing with the Assassin in front of him, felt a murderous intent attack him from behind, but the arrow in front of him could not quickly turn around, if he were to let go of the trouble and turn around, he would be shot in the back. He secretly summoned his Qi and prepared to block it. But the expected pain of an arrow piercing through skin and flesh delayed the future.

He turned his head in surprise, and a warm liquid splashed on his face. In the space between the blood drops, Wan Xin widened his eyes in disbelief. The pupils of his eyes bore the imprint of a scene that was absolutely impossible to happen.

Qin Ling Mo frowned. At a time like this, the corners of his lips were split into a bitter smile, but soon after, he spat out a mouthful of blood, causing his smile to become completely indistinct.

An iron arrow pierced his chest, followed by another pop.

Qin Lingmo's body swayed as he knelt on one knee. Wan Xin seemed to have just realized something. She grabbed him and pulled him into her arms. Then, she swung the long sword in her hand and cut off the other arrows. It was fortunate that this Assassin who had ambushed Wan Xin using an ordinary crossbow could only fire two arrows at a time. Otherwise, with ten arrows piercing his heart, he would have lost more than half his life.

"My lord!"

Hearing the commotion, Mist Yun and the others finally rushed over. The assassins, seeing that the sneak attack was successful and the enemy's numbers were increasing, quickly retreated.

Lan Yun led his guards and chased after them.

"You idiot! Who allowed you to block the arrow! " Ten Thousand Heart Roar! He was so angry that his entire body was trembling. Qin Lingmo, who had fallen in his arms, was now as pale as a sheet of paper. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, causing him to be alarmed. His lips moved and his breathing quickened. After a long while, he finally managed to spit out a single word, "Pain …"

"Idiot!" Of course it would! Do you think you're a log?! " Wan Xin's voice was getting louder and louder, as if he could use this chance to vent the surging emotions in his heart. However, he did not dare to move carelessly. As he removed his hand from Qin Lingmo's back, his palm was covered in blood.

"Little Ying …" The Prime Minister's face was getting uglier and uglier by the moment. He mumbled to himself as his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes dimmed. The hand that was tightly clutching his chest slowly fell off. Wan Xin was stunned. His head buzzed until it went blank. His fingers trembled as he put it under Qin Ling Mo's nose.

White Peony City, South Street

Whoosh.

The purse in Hu Ying's hand fell to the ground, and a few copper coins popped out from her pocket.

Dou'er, who was standing beside him, had a look of surprise on her face. "Sister Hu Jun, what's wrong with you? You can't even hold on to the money? " He bent down to pick up the purse. Just as he was about to hand it over to Hu Ying, he was shocked. His tail and ears were almost exposed, "You, why are you crying? "Where's the discomfort?"

"I don't know why either …" Hu Ying, who was still in high spirits a moment ago, suddenly started crying. She blinked her eyes blankly, and her crystal clear tears started to flow down her face.

"What's wrong?" Standing on Dou'er's shoulder, Little Wu also moved his wings in surprise, tilting his head and looking at Hu Ying. She clutched her chest with both hands and slowly squatted down with a pained expression. She had never cried like this before. She did not know the reason, but she could not stop the pain from rushing up. The back of her hand wiped away her tears, but it quickly spread out.

The surrounding pedestrians were all staring at her. Such a beautiful girl was squatting on the street and crying. Anyone would take another glance at her. Some kind-hearted people even went up to ask what had happened.

Hu Ying held onto her chest and waved her hand. With the support of Dou'er, she slowly stood up. There were still tears on her face, and she was as lovely as a rose after the rain.

"Is Sister Hu Ying alright?" Soybean asked cautiously.

"I'm fine …" Hu Ying raised her hand to wipe her eyes before forcing out a smile, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very sad. I can't stop crying." As she spoke, a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Why don't we go back first? Don't go fishing today. "

"It's fine. It's much better now." Wiping her tears once again, Hu Ying answered with a smile. She gripped her purse and walked to the stall nearby. She took out a few copper coins and said, "Uncle, give me some bait, I want something fresh."

"Don't worry young lady, this is definitely good stuff!" The peddler quickly wrapped the bait and handed it to her.

Hu Ying took it over and continued walking, but Dou'er, who followed behind her, had an expression that said: "Oh my god! She didn't bargain?! I must be dreaming! "

Pah! Little Wu flapped his wings rudely. "I woke up from a dream."

Hu Ying, who had already walked a few steps out, turned around and called out, "What are you still doing here!?" "Hurry and help me carry my things!"

"Hey, you're here!"

Dou'er did not have the time to argue with Little Wu, hurriedly ran over to help. Although the yellow river's backflow didn't stop Hu Ying from exuding a vigorous love for the cause of "price cutting", Dou'er was thinking that if she did too much, there would always be a day when she would get bored. So this was probably the so-called "period of indifference"?

It was as if she wanted to confirm Dou'er's thoughts. No matter what she purchased next, Hu Ying would pay it all. After one lap, Dou'er's eyes and mouth were wide open. From afar, it looked like three eggs had been stuck on it. Holding onto the fishing rod, he shakily asked, "Sister Hu Ying, are you really alright?"

"I'm fine." Hu Ying straightened her back and looked around. "There's nothing wrong."

"Sis, you didn't even bargain just now."

"Oh, letting everyone go by accident isn't easy." With that, the fox girl from Qing Qiu stepped forward, leaving Dou'er to mull over the profound meaning of his words. The peddlers on both sides who were once toyed with by Hu Ying to the point of hanging themselves immediately squeezed over, held their notebooks and muttered, "Quickly tell me, tell me, when will Miss Little Hu be so virtuous and virtuous?" "Hurry up and mark the day, hurry up!"

On the other side, Dou'er was immersed in the abyss of suffering. Hu Ying had already returned to the wine shop. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ying Lun helping to entertain the guests. This young miss really had some skill and was quite adaptable. Except for being a bit tied up at the beginning, the next step was much smoother.

The reason why the word "help" was used was because, in addition to Ying Zhua, there was another person busily working at the Wangyou Restaurant.

"How do you feel, Young Master Jin?" Hu Ying moved closer to Jin Xiao, who was sweating profusely. However, Jin Xiao was well aware that if he made even the slightest mistake with his accounts, he would be completely tricked by this fox girl.

"Take a look." Jin Xiao heaved a long sigh of relief as he tossed the account book to Hu Ying like a hot potato. Qin Lingmo could enjoy having his own personal disciple, so it was better if he didn't have to worry about it.

Hu Ying carefully checked and found that even though this Young Master Jin was a martial general, he was actually quite meticulous to the point of actually doing the same thing. Little did he know that this was only done with the help of Yingzhu. In less than half an incense's time, Hu Ying had gone shopping on South Street, and Jin Xiao had already been flustered. If it weren't for Yingzhu, he really would have gone home to get the land deed.

"I'm so tired." The golden hiss was filled with emotion.

Closing the account book, Hu Ying raised her head and smiled at the bandit named Jin Xiao, "Other than that, is there anything else?"

Jin Xiao blinked in surprise. "What else?"

"It's fine, but is my little sister Yingzhu not bad?"

"Hm!" Miss Yingzhu is very smart and very capable. " Jin Xiao's face lit up with a smile as he talked about saving his benefactor who didn't use the local deed. Hu Ying did not say anything further. It was true that this Lai Lang was a match for him, but it was necessary to give these youngsters some time to get along with him.

Thinking of this, Hu Ying put down the account book in her hands and waved her hand, giving off the demeanor of a great general, "Let's go! To the east of the market! "