The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 761 Huangquan Road

After she finished speaking, she didn't say any more words. She took out a whip, swung it, and hooked it directly around Mr. Jin's neck.

The whip circled her neck twice. She pulled hard and Mr. Jin rushed towards her with the whip.

The distance was originally ten steps, but after this whip, Mr. Jin fell down less than three steps in front of her.

Before Mr. Jin could even shout, Meng Shisan stepped forward and stepped on his back.

She used a bit of demonic energy in this kick, making it as heavy as a mountain.

No matter how hard Mr. Ling Jin struggled, he could not get up. He could only lie on the ground and cry out: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Since you know that I am the head of the Second Prince's retainers, you should know how important I am to the Second Prince! If you dare to do anything to me today, no matter what your family background is, the Second Prince will never let you go!"

What responded to him was the continuous howling of the remaining eighteen people.

Chang'an on the left, Ma Lao on the right, Meng Shisan attacked Mr. Jin, and the two of them followed suit.

Chang'an Yu Zuo dealt with the nine people. She stretched out her hand and cast a spell, using her magic power to transform into nine locust branches. She attacked without mercy, rushing towards the nine people's hearts and going straight through them.

Nine people were killed on the spot.

Ma Lao Yu You was dealing with nine people. He made a living by performing magic tricks in Anmofang, and was best at winning applause with all kinds of gorgeous magic. But at this moment, it was different from entertaining the public, but to take people's lives. Although the magic tricks he created were also gorgeous, they were nine deadly seven-colored fires.

The nine people were burned to charcoal on the spot.

When Mr. Jin heard the howling, he looked to the left and to the right, and all he saw were people falling down in pain and losing their lives quickly. These young guests, who were younger than him and had been chatting with him about everything in the last breath, had all become corpses in the next breath.

He froze.

Literally as stiff as a statue.

"...Mercy...Mercy...Mercy..." These three words were almost squeezed out of his throat. Mr. Jin's desire to live reached its peak at this moment.

Meng Shisan stepped slightly harder, causing Mr. Jin to spit out a mouthful of bright red blood. She then said, "Today, no one in this house will survive. Originally, I came here specifically to kill you. The others are just to accompany you in your burial. This way, Mr. Jin won't be lonely on his way to the underworld."

As she spoke, her feet slowly moved up to Mr. Jin's neck.

The evil spirit permeated her right foot, and she aimed it at the cervical vertebrae of the neck and stepped down hard. With a crisp sound, she saw Mr. Jin die in an instant, his eyes wide open as he died.

"The rest of the people, inside and outside, are left to you." Meng Shisan only planned to get rid of Mr. Jin personally. She had never thought of doing it herself with the others. After all, it was too tiring, and she had to take good care of her body and not get tired.

Three quarters of an hour later, the three men entered and exited through the side door, got on the carriage, and drove out of the alley.

After they drove far away from the riverbank of Houfu Street, Meng Shisan and Chang'an got off the carriage. Ma Lao drove away and went alone to properly deal with the carriage that had appeared in the alley beside Li Heng's private residence today.

Chang'an stood by the river, watching Ma Lao drive the carriage away, and said to Meng Shisan, "Even if there is no such carriage, just as Miss was able to guess that the one who seriously injured Feng Zheng was the Second Prince's man, once the Second Prince learned that all the guests in his private residence, whether civil or military, were killed, he would definitely think of Miss first."

"Not necessarily." Meng Shisan knew that even if the carriage was destroyed, Li Heng could still guess who did it, but she might not be the first one. "He underestimated me and thought that if he seriously injured Feng Zheng, he could shock me and control me so that I would not dare to go against him again. So after what happened today, when he got the news, he would probably think that it was Your Highness who did it, not me first."

"They have never known the young lady's strength, so they are blind and deaf." Chang'an said with a smile.

"It is also an advantage." Meng Shisan felt that others looked down on her and were on guard against her, but not completely on guard against her, which was beneficial to her.

Changan saw that Meng Shisan still looked a little bad: "Are we going back home next?"

"Go back." Meng Shisan nodded and said considerately, "The people from the East Palace and the Meng Mansion must be looking for me everywhere now. If I go back earlier, they will get the news earlier and won't have to run around in the city like a headless fly."

Just as Meng Shisan brought Chang'an back to the Meng Mansion, Baisha and the East Palace guards breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the news with pale faces, and the guards of the Meng Mansion secretly rejoiced with their heavily beating hearts, a demon hunter passed by Li Heng's private residence.

In the Great Wei Dynasty, there is the Huang family, a family that is good at subduing demons, and there is also the Lan family, a family that is good at hunting monsters.

Lan Zhijin is the seventeenth generation descendant of the demon hunting family Lan. He originally had no particular goal when he came to Beijing this time. He was just passing through to get supplies and would head to Annan next.

Of course, there was no purpose in going to Annan, it was just for sightseeing.

But he never expected that as soon as he entered the city gate and came to Wufu Street in Manjiangfang, and bought some spare medicinal materials or powders and pills for daily use in Wufu Medical Clinic, he smelled a strong demonic aura nearby.

When they tracked down the evil spirit, they found it was a magnificent mansion with five entrances.

He called the door for a long time, but no one answered.

Lan Zhijin looked at the five-story mansion and guessed that it was probably a nobleman's private residence. However, after knocking on the door for a long time, there was not even a doorman to answer his door. This was a little unusual.

After standing outside the door for a moment, even though he could smell not only the evil spirit but also the rusty smell that was clearly blood, he decided to put it aside for the time being.

He would no longer be like before, rushing around with just passion, only to end up having to pay all kinds of money to his master. In the end, he not only did not receive any reward for killing the monster, but also had to pay out of his own pocket for the tables and chairs of his master's house that were destroyed while hunting the monster.

After walking around the mansion again, he also noticed traces of a barrier.

The barrier was set up very cleverly, leaving very little trace. If it weren't for his experience, it would have been difficult to detect. This explained a lot of things: the demon he smelled belonged to a demon that had been in power for at least three hundred years.

The highest level of magic he can achieve now is equivalent to the power of a three-hundred-year-old demon.

To the ancestors of the Lan family, his current achievement is nothing. But it doesn’t matter. He has just reached adulthood. In another twenty years, he will surely be able to cultivate powerful skills like the ancestor of the Lan family.

By then, he would not be afraid of a monster that was not only three hundred years old, but even a monster that was a thousand years old!

Since the owner of the mansion could not be found for the time being and the follow-up matters of the monster killing could not be communicated with, Lan Zhijin did not just sit there and wait. He found an inn on Wufu Street and stayed there.