Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 259

"You use a hidden weapon!" Yu Wencheng gritted his teeth, and the villain was furious and complained first.

The place where his shoulder was hit by a silver needle.Not a single bit of blood flowed out, but his face was still distorted in pain.With a sneering smile on her lips, Jian Yunling pointed her sword to the ground, and looked down at him calmly, with the feeling of "I'll just watch you here quietly".

"Cheng'er!" Prince Gong rushed up with two guards, and personally helped Yu Wencheng up.

The guard stood in front of them with a knife, guarding against Jian Yunling vigilantly.

"What's going on?" After a good tournament, a bloody accident happened suddenly.Yu Wenheng's face was shrouded in a cold haze, and his eyes full of scheming circled around Yu Wencheng and Jian Yunling in turn.

He sat high on the jade platform, and because the distance was too far, he didn't see the ins and outs of the matter clearly, so now he can only listen to their own reports.

"Back to the emperor, it's her, it's Princess Han." Prince Gong rushed to speak, pointed at Jian Yunling righteously and reprimanded: "Princess Han, no matter how you say, you are also the elder of Sheng'er, so it's fine if you are not as skilled as others, why do you shoot in the dark? Hurt someone?"

Everyone in the audience began to whisper again.Jian Yunling stood still as usual, smiling sarcastically as if watching a monkey show, and said: "Prince Gong said that the concubine stabbed people in the back, is there any evidence?"

Prince Gong resolutely said: "Isn't that clear? You can tell from the injury Sheng'er suffered, it's not a sword wound."

Jian Yunling reversed her wrist, held the sword upright in front of her eyes, raised her orchid fingers, and stroked the smooth and clean surface of the sword from top to bottom, without any blood stains, and said in confusion: "Then Prince Gong said, what kind of injury did your son suffer. Where is the wound, and where is the murder weapon?"

"This..." Prince Gong stammered, unable to explain why.

Jian Yunling slowly raised her eyes and smiled behind the sword light that was as cold as the snow in June.

This is called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot!

The reason why Yu Wensheng used such a thin silver needle to sneak attack was because it would not leave a single scar when it passed through the body, and it could take people's lives invisible, so it was the safest way.

But now, even when the silver needle hit him, he couldn't find any scars either.It is said that Jian Yunling used a hidden weapon, as for the hidden weapon, there must be physical evidence to say so.

Empty talk is called framing!
"Prince Gong is talking." Jian Yunling pushed his elbow forward and stabbed, and the tip of the sword stopped within a hair's breadth of Prince Gong's throat. His bodyguards quickly protected him and Yu Wencheng to retreat, but when they took a step back, Jian Yunling took a step forward. Seeing that it is close to the edge of the high platform.

Prince Gong's half foot was already hanging in the air, he staggered twice on the edge of the platform, managed to stabilize himself, wanted to lean forward, but because of the long sword resting on his neck, he could only hold on.

"What are you going to do, Concubine Han! Could it be that you want to kill someone in front of the Holy One?" Prince Gong's face was pale, sweating profusely from fright, and hurriedly pulled out Yu Wenheng to save his life.

Jian Yunling put the long sword on his shoulder, and the edge of the sword was close to the position of the left aorta. Prince Gong's whole body was tense, not daring to move, only the pair of cloudy eyes kept turning, staring at the two guards, Want them to save themselves.

It's a pity that at this moment, those two guys have been frightened by the killing on Jian Yunling's body so that their legs are weak. Although their hands are tightly grasping the handle of the knife, they dare not make the next move.

The long wind blew, and the back of Jian Yunling's dark purple military uniform was blown like a banner of the nether world, floating up and down.She raised her jaw slightly, and replied with a sneer: "So what if I kill you?" The straight back outlined a delicate and smooth arc, standing like a god in the wind, holy and inviolable.

(End of this chapter)