She grabbed Chen Qingniu's collar and pulled it back, stepped forward, and stretched out her arm as long as a monkey, trying to hold the tip of the knife.

Both of them have succeeded in the sneak attack on the assassin and the guardian.

The tip of the assassin's knife pierced Chen Qingniu's heart, and Xie Shiji also clenched the tip of the knife with his five fingers.

The assassin had no expression on his face, and he abandoned the knife without hesitation and retreated. His back broke through the wall and fell into Shanghu Lake, disappearing in an instant.

The tactful heart, or rather, Xie Shiji, who was born to be unintentional, had her eyes flashed by at this moment, and was so complicated that she was angry, frightened, and guilty, like a little girl who made a mistake and was furious.

Chen Qingniu couldn't stop Xie Shiji at all, so she rushed out of the house with murderous aura, and jumped into the water with half of the magic gun.

Chen Qingniu was not bad, but was stabbed into his skin by the tip of a knife, which looked thrilling and terrifying.

Chen Qingniu smiled bitterly and said, "This silly guy."

Chen Qingniu exhaled a turbid breath, without taking it lightly, and stood there.

He didn't even wipe the blood from his heart.

Everyone in the house was stunned.

Even Han Pan, who encountered this scene, opened his mouth wide.

The old man surnamed Song held the wine glass and his eyes turned slightly. He finally came to his senses, but he was unable to recover completely.

A scream that came to the end of the day resounded through the boat.

He is a courtesan of the Red Chamber next to the old man surnamed Song. He is young and late in the industry, so he has experienced few ups and downs, let alone such bloody scenes.

Xie Shiji quickly returned to the boat. She was foolish but not stupid. She quickly calmed down and thought clearly that if there was still danger, she would definitely only appear next to the master, so she did not have a single stubborn chasing the top assassin under the water.

Chen Qingniu closed his eyes, pinched the flowing water technique in his sleeve with his five fingers, opened his eyes quickly, and laughed softly, "It should be fine."

Xie Shiji was full of murderous aura, and even the brothel women couldn't help but tremble.

Chen Qingniu patted her shoulder lightly, "It's really okay, it's just a little bit of skin. It's not considered a injury at all. You and I can't help this kind of accident. This is not to comfort you, but to tell the truth, do you understand?"

Xie Shiji nodded slowly.

Chen Qingniu said seriously: "Then just laugh at me?"

Xie Shiji pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly. The difficulty was even more difficult than killing the assassin on the spot.

Chen Qingniu grimaces at her.

Then, in front of everyone, Chen Qingniu leaned back again, turned to the corridor outside the door and said, "Why don't you hurry up and ask someone to report to your father, just say that there is an assassin on the Chanjuan Tower Boat on Shanghu?"

There were half of the people in the room, and a handsome young man could vaguely see him trotting away.

Perhaps because he trusted him too much, the great immortal master of Qing'e Mountain, Princess Anyang went out for an impromptu trip, and the vassal residence did not secretly arrange for the escort guards to follow him and escort him.

However, Zhu Zhenying had his own way to make Chanjuan's messy side go, and Huo sent someone to notify the royal palace.

It was a shocking glance, and with Zhu Zhenying's appearance this time, the only person who really recognized her identity in the room was finally turned from a lying down to a sitting general Han Pan.

But South Korea was also confused.

Not only Chen Qingniu's attitude towards Princess Anyang, but also the guard's murderer was so terrified that he suddenly started to kill.

In fact, the old man named Song is the most confused.

The guard who has followed him closely for more than ten years has always been honest and capable, so why did he insist on killing the young master from the country whom he met for the first time?

If you want to kill, you will kill it. After you take action but fail to kill it, why do the dogs who are stranded flee in the water?

This bastard, didn’t your boss get a yellow mud in his crotch? Isn’t it shit or shit?

Chen Qingniu took out an ordinary porcelain bottle from his arms, squatted down and poured a purple pill in his palm, and handed it to Han Pan. The latter swallowed it without saying a word.

Han Pan sat cross-legged and began to calm his breath.

Chen Qingniu squatted beside him, pinching his chin, and never speaking.

All of this, from Chen Qingniu climbing the tower alone, entering the house, to the Song family assassin attacking Chen Qingniu twice, once deliberately showing his weakness, once showing his true murderous intention, finally when Chen Qingniu squatted there, and Xie Shiji looked at everyone who wanted to twist your neck, but in fact, it was less than half a stick of incense.

It was just half an incense stick, but it seemed like I had been withstood for half a lifetime.
Chapter completed!