Emperor's Medicine

Chapter 113

The faint fragrance entered his nostrils, and Jun Lingke's originally tense body relaxed, and put away the silver needle that was about to be stabbed.

Behind him, another sharp knife stabbed at him.

Mo Yuan hugged Jun Lingke with one arm, raised his other hand, and swung out vigorously, and the bodies of the two men in black were instantly sent flying.

"Thank you!"

Jun Lingke struggled to break away from Mo Yuan's embrace, and thanked him lightly.

"This king is just afraid of hurting Little Xingxing!" Mo Yuan tidied his robe in distaste, said coldly, then turned around and stepped forward to hand over the machete from a killer's hand. Shuttle among the black shadows, the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh came continuously.

Jun Lingke held Little Xingxing in his arms, watching the crimson figure walking slowly among a group of black-clothed killers, as if those people were just logs waiting for him to chip away, without the ability to resist.

Jun Lingke wanted to use one sentence to describe the current situation: Mo Yuan walked by, not a single blade of grass grew!

This man has vicious means, and his spiritual power is as strong as a hell Shura. I am afraid that in this world, his opponents are very few!

This is a terrifying existence, unless the strength surpasses him, otherwise, he must not be offended for the time being!

"Ow~"

Little Xingxing was excited: Grandpa said just now that he came for Little Xingxing, true love, true love!
"Stay calm, do you want to go out and feed the eagles?" Jun Lingke slapped Little Xingxing across the face.

The thin figure still stood indifferently, as indifferent and elegant as the snow lotus in the dark night, Little Xingxing looked sideways slightly, watching the woman's fingertips changing postures, a touch of profound energy invisible to the naked eye quietly came out.

"Chirp~"

Almost all the goshawks screamed sharply, their bodies fell from mid-air, their heads rushed down, and their brains burst apart one by one.

A quarter of an hour later, Teng Long came over and said, "Boss, there are 60 people in total. Thirty killer eagles and goshawks are all dead. How many of the 60 people are still alive!"

Jun Lingke nodded, then looked at Mo Yuan.

"Take care of little Xingxing, if something happens to little Xingxing, I will ask for you!" Mo Yuan said, turned and left.

Teng Long and Ling Zhong looked at their boss one after another, and they sighed helplessly: This King Ding really has a bad temper, it is really too much to treat a girl like this!

"Ow~"

Little Xingxing couldn't help raising his head and howling: I'm so excited, my grandfather ran out to kill in the middle of the night, just to save Little Xingxing, just for the safety of Little Xingxing, touched, wolf life has come to an end!
Looking at the back figure that was walking away, Jun Lingke sighed, curled his lips, turned around and walked to the side of several killers who were still able to move.

"Miss, do you want Ning'er to interrogate them properly?" Ning'er raised her head, her big eyes were bright, and she looked innocent.

"Well, let's have a trial!" Seeing the little girl's eyes shining brightly, she chuckled again, and said, "Don't stain your clothes!"

"Don't worry, miss!" Ning'er nodded, holding the dagger and heading towards the killers.

The howling sounded in his ears, Ling Zhong glanced at the front and back streets, and muttered: "It's really strange, it is said that there is martial law, but there is not even a patrol on this street, I'm afraid it was not intentional!"

"Of course it was intentional. Today, the ones our boss offends are big shots, the seventh princess, the prime minister's grandson Su Zhen, and Jun Guogong. These few people can control the patrolling army, so they It will definitely not appear!" Teng Long shrugged and said.

"Hmph, these people are really hateful!" Ling Zhong clutched his arms, turned to look at Jun Lingke, and said, "Boss, Baihuying and I are absolutely irreconcilable!"

(End of this chapter)