My host is a playboy

Chapter 320
Xiaoyi resisted the pain and walked to the bed with a sword in hand.

Yun Qing hid behind the curtain, not daring to breathe.

She really didn't expect that Xiaoyi really persevered in wanting to kill her.

Xiaoyi took the sword and stabbed hard on the bed, heard the sound of Bubo sinking in, felt something was wrong, and pulled out the sword.

But he found that there was no trace of blood on the sword, Xiaoyi lifted the quilt to see, is there anyone inside?Just two pillows.

Xiaoyi was out of breath and a little unsteady.

Yun Qing spent another 6767 points to buy a sword in 200, and now this is the situation.

If you don't fight, you have to fight.

Taking advantage of Xiaoyi's unsteady mind, Yun Qing stabbed out with the sword.

Xiao followed his instinctive dodge, and the two started fighting with their swords.

In the back and forth fights, Yun Qing found that not only was he able to use the original owner's internal strength with ease, but even this move was no stranger at all.

This made Yun Qing a little strange.

The two went through a few tricks, and the coldness left and returned.

Xiaoyi felt that he was invincible, so he took a handful of powder and ran away.

The room was filled with white powder smoke, Yun Qing and Po Han covered their mouths and noses, and stretched out their hands to disperse the smoke.

When the smoke cleared away, Xiaoyi's figure had long since disappeared.

Po Han chased halfway, and someone jumped out to fight him, even though the moves used by that person had changed several times.

Po Han also knew that that person was his old friend, Ming Che.

Only now they have become opposites.

He followed the pavilion master, Ming Che followed the second pavilion master.

Each is its own master.

Po Han already knew about the plan of the Second Pavilion Master when Ming Che showed up, she dared to arrange not only one person.

Hit east and west, tune the tiger away from the mountain, go and return.

It's really a good strategy to play.

It took Po Han quite a while to shake off Ming Che, but fortunately, he was not late.

Back then, Huichun Pavilion selected a hundred girls, but in the end they were carefully selected, and only six survived the hardships.

Five of the six girls were dead.

If the remaining one dies again, wouldn't Huichun Pavilion's painstaking efforts over the years be in vain?

Already discounted five.

There can be nothing wrong with the last single seedling.

Otherwise, who will perform that task?
There is only one girl left in the inner door.

The outer door must be arrogant.

Po Han admitted that Qing Nian was not the one he was most optimistic about among the six girls before, but Qing Nian was the only one who lived to the end.

Hey, I was also a little helpless.

"Are you okay?" Po Han's concerned tone was a bit blunt.

"It's nothing, it's just that that person was injured by my hidden weapon." Yun Qing shook her head.

"Can you see who it is?" Po Han asked.

He only knew Ming Che by the side of the second pavilion master, and although the martial arts of that person just now was not as good as Ming Che, but he was sent by the second pavilion master to assassinate Qing Nian, he could be regarded as the second pavilion master's confidant.

If you can know who that person is, then you will know who is following the Second Pavilion Master.

Yun Qing hesitated for a moment, then said: "No matter it's the figure or the way, the subordinates think it's Xiaoyi!"

Po Han was taken aback, and smiled?

But isn't Xiaoyi already dead?
"Are you sure?" Po Han was a little surprised.

Yun Qing was a little uncertain, "My subordinates are not sure, but Xiaoyi and my subordinates have also known each other for ten years, and they have some discussions on weekdays. They are really similar to the person just now."

"It's just..." Yun Qing hesitated to speak.

"It's just that Xiaoyi is dead." Po Han picked up Yun Qing's words.

"That's why it's strange." Yun Qing replied.

"Okay, I made such a fuss tonight, I probably won't come again, Qingnian, you should be glad that you didn't choose the wrong path." There was a trace of humanity on Po's cold and icy face, and at the end it was a little dangerous .

(End of this chapter)