MTL - The Melon-eating Swordsman In the Ancient Dragon World

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Chapter 361 Our Emei Sect is invincible

"These few people are not good people at first sight. They are spies who sneaked into the palace. They must have evil intentions!" Manager Wang suddenly made a sharp voice, "Young men, beat them to death, father-in-law, I will discuss it." Reward for merit!”

On the other side, Ma Laoliu looked at Zhang Yingfeng no longer with envy and flattery, but with jealousy and murderous intent, "You are looking for death!"

 Zhang Yingfeng looked confused, "What's wrong with us?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't think about it for a moment, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time, because dozens of young eunuchs and servants all swarmed forward, some with fists, some with sticks, and a few even showed their own teeth.

The most active one among them was Ma Laoliu, who had just brought them in. He mingled among a group of young eunuchs and punched Zhang Yingfeng. His fists were like thunder and his legs were like the wind. He actually had a bit of Northern style kicking and Dahong. The essence of boxing.

But how could he be Zhang Yingfeng's opponent? Zhang Yingfeng's right hand turned into a sword finger, pointed at Ma Lao Liu's wrist at an angle, and then tripped and turned, throwing Ma Lao Liu out.

Lu Xiaofeng next to him had bright eyes and slid into the crowd like a fish. He grabbed the wrist of Ma Laoliu, who was still lying on the ground after being thrown away. "Why did you suddenly turn your back? Did you see a swordsman in white here?" "

Ma Laoliu looked at Lu Xiaofeng blankly, his eyes protruding, and he grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's arm with both hands. He made a "ho ho" sound in his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Yingfeng next to him was startled, "I didn't draw my sword?"

The next moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ma Laoliu's ribs. A dagger was inserted into his left rib, and it reached the hilt and stabbed into his heart.

 Lu Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed, "What a vicious method!"

 “Where are the guards? Come and catch the murderer!”

To be honest, Zhang Yingfeng was not dead this time. Su Shaoying did not expect that she and others could still have a conflict with Ma Laoliu and Manager Wang in the palace.

 “There is an assassin in the palace!”

Logically speaking, Zhang Yingfeng did not make a clay figurine, and Lu Xiaofeng did not come here to investigate the case. Everyone came in openly and would not run into Ye Gucheng, so why did they have another conflict?

Su Shaoying looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "You are such a loser."

Su Shaoying said calmly, "You asked Mr. Sun a question, and Mr. Sun almost died. You asked Ma Laoliu another question, and Ma Laoliu is also dead now. You still say that you are not a bad god?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this. We have to run away now." Zhang Yingfeng said hurriedly.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said angrily, "Why am I a bad god?"

 Lu Xiaofeng, “…”

Su Shaoying said, "After he shouted those words, he had already exited."

 “Kill and silence!” Lu Xiaofeng said harshly, then raised her head and asked, “Where was that Manager Wang just now?”

 “Kill someone!”

The next moment, the young eunuchs who had been surrounding them suddenly dispersed, but strong men came with knives and sticks from a distance, and even further away, the shadows of Ouchi's guards flashed.

Ma Laoliu seemed to want to speak, but before he could say anything, his eyes darkened, his head tilted, and he died.

At this time, they are in the palace, but Ma Laoliu, who brought them in, is dead. They have no relevant witnesses now. If they don't find a way to leave, they are afraid that they will be surrounded and killed by the Ouchi guards as spies and assassins.

 “Let’s go!” Lu Xiaofeng said, and then the four of them came to the imperial city wall together.

The imperial city, which is ten feet high, looks slippery. No one can escape from it, not even Sikong Zhaixing, the world-famous king thief. If they had swords in their hands, they would have been able to borrow some help along the way, but their swords were all left at the northwest gate of the palace—no matter how greedy the palace guards were for money, they would not dare to let people enter the palace with weapons.

"I'll go first! I have a knife!" Lu Xiaofeng said, still holding the short knife that had been inserted under Ma Laoliu's ribs in his hand.

He originally wanted to use the evidence to find the murderer, but he probably wouldn't need it at this time. He would leave the palace first.

So Lu Xiaofeng's body moved together, and he flew more than four feet. He inserted the dagger into the palace wall with his backhand, and then used his strength to climb up again. He was close to the top of the crenel, stretched out his hand, and jumped over.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng disappear on the top of the palace wall, Zhang Yingfeng was speechless, and Ma Xiuzhen was also in a daze.

Lu Xiaofeng can sweep away four or five feet, but they don't have this ability!

“You guys step on my shoulders.” Su Shaoying said.

 Zhang Yingfeng blinked, "But you..."

“My Qinggong is much stronger than you think, hurry up!” Su Shaoying said.

Neither Zhang Yingfeng nor Ma Xiuzhen were indecisive, and they no longer hesitated at this time. Zhang Yingfeng was in front, and Ma Xiuzhen was behind. With the help of Su Shaoying's support, they also touched the dagger halfway. When you reach the top of the palace wall, turn over and climb up.

 As for Su Shaoying…

Looking at the approaching crowd of besiegers, he just stepped a little and his whole body was floating in the wind, seemingly slow but actually very fast. Moreover, he could even pick up speed in mid-air, twisting and turning, lightly tapping on the dagger. With a little effort, the whole person flew to the crenellations of the palace wall.

At this time, Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen had just come up, looking at the two people on the wall in a daze.

 One is Lu Xiaofeng and the other is Honest Monk.

"Why are you here?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, his eyes flickering, "Are you trying to hide some secret? Or are you afraid that we will discover some secret?"

“Amitabha, monk has no secrets, and there is no secret that I’m afraid you will find out.” The honest monk replied, then looked at Zhang Yingfeng again, “Why did you come to the palace?”

 Zhang Yingfeng curled his lips, "Why can't I come to the palace?"

The Honest Monk sighed, "Lu Xiaofeng's hall is darkened, his face is earthy, he is obviously very unlucky, and he looks like he will be unlucky at any time. If you are with him and come to a place like the palace, you are not asking for discomfort." ?"

 Zhang Yingfeng's tone was a little stiff, "I don't need to report to you who I am with, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have discovered a new world, "What is your relationship?"

Ma Xiuzhen was also a little curious. They had to know that they had just met with Monk Lao Shi yesterday. Zhang Yingfeng looked like he didn't know Monk Lao Shi. Unexpectedly, Monk Lao Shi came to visit today. What was going on?

 The corners of Zhang Yingfeng's mouth twitched, "He is my uncle."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened. The origin of Honest Monk has always been a mystery. He couldn't guess it for a long time, but suddenly a big surprise came out. He turned out to be Zhang Yingfeng's uncle?

Su Shaoying's doubts also subsided. It seemed that the honest monk was indeed not telling lies.

 Just like this...

"Ximen Chuixue, the building full of flowers, the honest monk..." Su Shaoying rubbed her chin, "Isn't our Emei Sect invincible?"

 (End of this chapter)