The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 857: Sword

Meng Shisan knew that he had also been discovered, so he simply moved two steps forward and appeared not far behind Huang Jing, and also said "oh".

Her "oh" really sounded like she was gloating over other people's misfortune.

This caused Lan Zhijin to look past Huang Jing and stare straight at her, and even Yan He looked at her with a little surprise.

When Lan Zhijin looked at her, she could still understand. But when Yan He looked at her, she looked at him with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

Yan He felt guilty and looked away immediately.

This aside made Meng Shisan raise his eyebrows playfully.

Huang Jing, who was ignored, did not miss Yan He's little action. She was really curious about what kind of girl her childhood sweetheart liked. Seeing that Yan He didn't dare to look directly at Meng Shisan, she couldn't help but look back.

Meng Shisan did nothing and just stood there. When she received Huang Jing's gaze, she waved her hands innocently.

Lan Zhijin didn't care why Meng Shisan followed Qingmei to the inn at this moment. He stepped forward and came to Huang Jing: "It's fine if you come so late, but why did you come with a tail?"

He didn't want to complain, but once his words came out, they took on an uncontrollable tone.

Huang Jing showed no weakness at all: "If I hadn't come so late, I wouldn't have been able to see your good show. Besides, Miss Meng is my good friend. It's late at night and there's no one around. I'm a weak woman and I'm scared. It's nothing strange that I brought a companion to give me courage. I'm not like you, who recites sutras with your mouth but does not keep your hands honest!"

As soon as these words were spoken, except for himself, the other three people all smelled a sour taste.

Lan Zhijin couldn't hold back his smile. "I'm not honest, she took the initiative to throw herself into my arms in Jinling, and even chased me to the inn after returning to Beijing. I didn't expect that..."

"Stop!" Huang Jing raised his hand to silence Lan Zhijin's voice. "I know you have powerful magic and boundless charm, okay?"

"That's not what I meant..." Lan Zhijin wanted to explain further, not wanting Huang Jing to have this misunderstanding of him, but Huang Jing didn't want to listen to him at all.

She walked up to Yan He and looked into the guest room. She saw that the male guest had stood up and stood behind Yan He. She looked at Yan He, then at the male guest, and finally back at Lan Zhijin: "There are still three of you... Your relationship is quite complicated."

"no……"

"no!"

The first, slightly weak denial came from Lan Zhijin, and the second, slightly extremely angry denial came from the male guest.

The tone of voice was completely different, but it refuted Huang Jing's words in the same way.

Huang Jing exclaimed, and asked the male guest: "Didn't she throw herself into your arms just now?"

The male guest looked at Yan He, then at Lan Zhijin, and then hesitantly said, "I don't know this girl. I was just staying here tonight. Suddenly I heard some noise, and then this girl who broke into the door... bumped into me."

"Well..." Huang Jing dragged out the last line of his voice, "That means throwing yourself into someone's arms."

She made the final decision and the result remained unchanged.

The male guest opened his mouth, wanting to argue again, but what she said was right, he did hug the girl, so he couldn't argue anymore, his young face was just flushed.

As soon as Huang Jing and Meng Shisan appeared outside the inn, Hu Yan immediately asked Lao Liu to go back to Quexian Tower to report to Cui Yu, while he continued to wait by himself.

He had been squatting and watching until now. In order to see clearly what was happening in the guest room on the second floor of the inn, he quietly climbed up to the window sill of the male guest's room facing the street. He didn't have to go deep into the guest room. In the dead of night, he heard the whole play clearly. A girl threw herself at Lan Zhijin, but Lan Zhijin pushed the girl towards the door of the male guest. The male guest happened to hear the noise and wanted to open the door to see what was going on. As a result, he hugged a girl who fell from the sky.

Then came the arrival of Huang Jing and Meng Shisan.

In order to see what the girl who was throwing herself at him looked like, he risked being discovered, carefully hooked his feet on the eaves, grasped the window sill with both hands, and took a quick and steady look at Yan He.

...excellent appearance.

I didn't expect that the bald wizard Lan Zhijin would have such good fortune.

Not only Hu Yan was surprised, but Huang Jing, who had known Lan Zhijin for twenty years, was even more surprised. She looked Lan Zhijin up and down and said with a sigh, "I haven't seen you for three days. I should have seen you with new eyes!"

She gave him a thumbs up.

Lan Zhijin pushed Huang Jing's thumb back unhappily: "Don't talk nonsense."

“Everyone…”

"no!"

Before Huang Jing finished speaking, Lan Zhijin interrupted him coldly, and then looked at Yan He who caused this series of misunderstandings: "Who are you? Who sent you? What do you want to do?"

He asked three questions in a row, which were also what the others present wanted to know, so whether they were in the corridor or in the guest room, the remaining three people all looked at Yan He.

Yan He had no way of answering, and she couldn't tell him her real purpose, so she tried to bluff him: "I just fell in love with Master Lan..."

Before Lan Zhijin could say anything, Huang Jing could not wait to ask, "You like him so much that you don't care about the consequences and you have to make it a done deal with him?"

The male guest, whose face was still red, felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over him and instantly cooled down after hearing these words.

"If Master Lan is willing, I am willing to leave a descendant for him." Yan He replied shyly.

Meng Shisan took a few steps closer and noticed the thin callus on the palm of Yan He's right hand - this was the hand that held the sword.

She was good at martial arts, beautiful, and lacked the dignity that a woman should have. Perhaps just as Lan Zhijin had questioned her, this person approached Lan Zhijin with a purpose.

Although Lan Zhijin was a man, he was a monk and already had a girl in his heart. No matter how this man flattered and seduced him, he could not seduce Lan Zhijin.

In other words, no matter what purpose this person had in circling around Lan Zhijin, he was patient enough to chase him back to the capital from Jinling, and he spoke with a Beijing accent, so he might have chased him from the capital to Jinling. His plan must be big.

The only thing that made people go to so much trouble to acquire Lan Zhijin was the magic skills inherited from the Lan family, a clan of demon hunters.

Thinking of this, Meng Shisan looked at Yan He again, and couldn't help but think of the recent ups and downs in the capital... Could it be related to Li Heng again?

"Leave a descendant?" Huang Jing's eyes widened, looking at Yan He in disbelief, "Are you so fond of Blue Bald Donkey?"

Yan He nodded shyly.

Lan Zhijin choked when Huang Jing called him Lan Bald Donkey: "What kind of name is that!"

"That's not the point!" Huang Jing felt that Lan Zhijin was really out of his mind, and he still cared about the name. "The point is that they are willing to leave you a descendant... This is your private matter, you can discuss it behind closed doors. I came here tonight to ask you, you said you would consider saving people, how are you thinking about it now?"