Uncle Uncle robbed a marriage

Chapter 215 Can You Pull It Away?

"It's the feeling, not the ear."
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"Eh..." Fang Zicheng was slightly stunned, watching Jing Yue run a few quick steps, the two gray wolves seemed to understand that random movement, and played with Jing Yue, bypassing a The col is just above the Chengcang Road. Standing here and looking down, you can clearly see the situation of Dachengcang Road.

"It seems that the bodyguard team hasn't arrived yet." Jing Lang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance and said calmly, "Take a rest first, I'll go and see the situation around."

"Okay." Jing Yue nodded, knowing that this is not the time to play around, she called the two gray wolves to her side, squinted her eyes and looked at the road below. There are not many people passing by this road. The road turns to a mountain col, which is the official road.

Jing Yue raised her head slightly and looked around, the corners of Jing Yue's mouth curled up in a peaceful look, the more calm it was, the more it meant that there might be something different hidden under the calm.

"Fang Zicheng, where is my bow?" Jing Yue looked sideways at Fang Zicheng and asked.

"Here." Fang Zicheng untied the bow on his back and handed it to Jingyue. He glanced at Jingyue's small body in disbelief and frowned slightly, "Can you pull it away?"

"Hmph." Jing Yue snorted coldly, took the bow in Fang Zicheng's hand, raised her hand and drew out a feathered arrow to point at Fang Zicheng, the bow that was drawn suddenly, pointed at Fang Zicheng with the cold tip, and there was a gleam in her dark eyes. The flashing killing intent didn't look like a joke at all.

Fang Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, watched Jing Yue's bow pointing at him and swallowed hard.

"How?" Jing Yue slowly let go of her hand, looked at Fang Zicheng with a smile and said.

"As expected of the person that Uncle Nine Emperors has his eyes on." Fang Zicheng sighed, the smile on his face remained unchanged, Jing Yue rolled her eyes with disdain for that gentle and indifferent look.

What Jing Lang saw happened to be this scene when he came back, his eyes flickered slightly and the long sword in his hand tightened unconsciously, watching Jing Yue turn her back to him, that petite body seemed to be standing on a cliff A Samuume above, blooming alone, arrogant and self-aware.

"How is it?" Jing Yue heard the footsteps behind her, turned her body sideways to look at Jing Lang and asked.

"I didn't find any trace of other people, so they shouldn't be on this mountain." Standing beside Jing Yue, Jing Lang said.

"Just wait." Jing Yue curled her lips and sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking the smooth fur of Yin Jian and Yin Feng beside her. A huge carriage drove over.

Jingyue's expression froze, she stood up and squinted to see that a large box was tied up on a huge carriage, and it was being driven forward by two horses. If you want to put the things on this carriage, it must be very heavy.

"It's a bit troublesome." Jing Yue squatted down and looked at the accompanying convoy. She roughly estimated that there were about fifty people, each holding a long sword in their hands and wearing two kinds of clothing. A bodyguard.

"It's from the Nagato Escort and the Flying Tiger Escort." Jing Lang's face also turned serious, and he pursed his lips and said, "These are the two largest escort agencies in the Jianghu, and fire and water have always been incompatible. Two Escorts get together."

(End of this chapter)