Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 258 Little thief, don't get excited

Lan Yueya was a little surprised, seeing her swift movements, this girl also knows martial arts?

Qingfeng was attacked by more than a dozen people, and someone behind him shot an anesthetic arrow at him. He couldn't dodge in time, and accidentally got a sword on his right knee.

One staggered, bent his right leg, and knelt down.

He hurriedly picked up a sword and propped it up. He used all his strength, and the tip of the sword just happened to rest on a stone. With a slap, the long sword broke in two.

Holding a shining big knife, the man in black jumped up and down from the sedan chair with a beautiful backflip, and was about to slash at Qingfeng's back!
Qingfeng looked back and saw that the big knife was about to hit his head——

Suddenly, the white hairpin flashed, and the man in black felt a pain in his right hand. He was nailed to a tree by a huge internal force!
The man in black looked sideways, and saw that his little finger was firmly stuck in the tree by the white jade hairpin, unable to move.

Another man in black continued to slash at Qingfeng——

Fu Ling quickly took off the jade pendant from her earlobe, and threw it at the man in black again. The green luan jade pendant in her hand seemed to transform into a green luan bird and soared high, gliding across the opponent's arm, piercing through his arm in the blink of an eye!

The man in black fell to the ground in pain, rolling while holding his arms.

Unexpectedly, the other men in black behind Fu Ling waved their hands back, and the bright long dagger shone with an icy cold light, and one could tell at a glance that the blade was smeared with poison.

"Mistress, be careful!" Qingfeng wanted to get up, but she didn't have any strength in her legs.

The change in this life was very sudden, Rao Fuling reacted quickly, she turned sideways in time, and the dagger slashed off half of her sleeve.

Fu Ling raised her leg and kicked the man in black five feet away, hit a tree and vomited blood, so she could only support herself on the ground and struggle.

Beidou pretended to be fighting, and the men in black became even more angry, and were about to attack Fuling and Qingfeng again.

Fu Ling thought of something, she went directly to Beidou.

The little girl's feet are very strong, but it's a pity that her lightness kung fu has only reached halfway, when she suddenly felt that her left arm was being held, like a copper hoop and iron clamps, she was pulled down by a strong force when she tilted her body.

The man in black was about to stab her in the abdomen with a dagger, Fu Ling quickly dodged the knife, gritted his teeth and stomped his foot hard!
"Ah—" The man in black was in pain, and Fu Ling took the opportunity to snatch his dagger backhand and kick him aside.

In the blink of an eye, she came to Beidou, seeming to come to help, but who would have thought that the next moment the little girl would directly hook Beidou's neck from behind, holding a dagger against his neck.

She said coldly: "Everyone stop, or I will kill him immediately!"

Beidou was too scared to move: "Are you crazy?!"

Fu Ling looked at those men in black, sure enough, they all stopped what they were doing!

On the other side, Qingfeng was seriously injured, his body was covered in bloody cuts from the sword, and he was weakly supporting the sword, kneeling on the ground with one knee.

Applause suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked into the sedan chair, Lan Yueya was holding a cup in his hand, admiring Fu Ling's series of movements.

He leaned lazily by the window, floating the tea slowly, the fragrance of the tea was wafting, and his handsome face was half hidden in the mist.

Fu Ling's beautiful face was as cold as ice, her eyes were red, and her body was full of evil spirits: "Lan Yueya, are you a human being?!"

After a while, Lan Yueya clicked his lips, looked at her with admiration, and smiled: "Little girl, you have good adaptability, did he teach you?"

"What on earth are you trying to do?" Fu Ling didn't seem to hear, she squeezed Beidou's chin vigorously, the dagger had already scratched some of his neck, "Did you lure us out just to kill people?"

Beidou frowned in pain, and begged for mercy in fear: "Little thief, don't get excited, my neck, neck."

Fuling raised her knee and slammed Beidou's waist hard, and he yelled in pain, "Heroine, please forgive me—"

(End of this chapter)