C155 Wings couldn'st escape

Xie Qingrong and the other two were on high alert and were on their guard against Xie Ziheng. However, even though it had been a few days, Xie Ziheng still had not made a single move. The vigilance and vigilance in Xie Qingrong's heart became even stronger, and the calmer the calm, the easier it was to create stormy waves.

"Twenty miles ahead is the Min City." Shen Haoxuan rode on his horse leisurely, the fan in his hands continued to sway slowly, looking very uncomfortable. However, there was a hint of vigilance between his eyebrows that was hard to detect.

At this moment, the smell of the wind in the air changed, and a tense atmosphere gradually spread.

Xie Qingrong's hands were already at her back, preparing to reach the violet-gold whip behind him, but Shen Haoxuan's hand that was waving the fan slowly tightened around the fan's handle. In contrast, Xuanyuan Chen still had that calm, unmoving, unperturbed expression on his face.

The group of merchants behind Xie Ziheng quickly formed a circle, trapping Xuanyuan Chen, Xie Qingrong and the two others within. The corners of Xie Qingrong's eyes swept across the crowd that was surrounding them, her cherry lips formed a cold and thin smile, as her sharp eyes shot towards Xie Ziheng who was amidst the crowd.

"Young Master Xie, what do you mean by this?" Xie Qingrong asked with a cold smile.

Xie Ziheng smirked and said: "Miss Xie, we do not have any ill intentions. We only need Miss Xie to return an item to us."

Xie Qingrong frowned, as though she did not understand what Xie Ziheng meant. When did she take Xie Ziheng's things?

Turning to look at Xuanyuan Chen, Xuanyuan Chen shook his head at her.

"When did we ever take anything from you? "Never put anything you don't want on us." Xie Qingrong said coldly.

A man suddenly stood out from the crowd and righteously berated Xie Qingrong, "Even after you took away our master's Deep Sea Night Pearl, you still dare to quibble here!"

Being scolded so indiscriminately, killing intent surfaced in Xie Qingrong's eyes gradually, her sharp cold eyes meeting the person's indignant eyes.

The man was scared stiff by Xie Qingrong's ruthless killing intent and cold aura, he involuntarily took a step back.

Seeing that, a trace of undetectable gloominess flashed across Xie Ziheng's eyes, he took a step forward towards Xie Qingrong and slightly bowed. A warm and courteous smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said: "Miss Xie, a year ago you and I met each other once, do you still remember?"

"Yes." Xie Qingrong indifferently replied, she wanted to see what kind of medicine Xie Ziheng had up his sleeve.

At that time, in the auction house in Min City, I bought the one and only Deep Sea Night Pearl in this world. Miss Xie said that she could help me verify its authenticity. As Xie Ziheng said that, his smiling face suddenly changed, his handsome face turning gloomy.

Xie Qingrong laughed coldly in her heart as she said in disdain, "Young Master Xie's reasoning may seem flawless and flawless, but it is actually full of flaws. If you really want to find a reason, you might as well make it clear what your goal is."

Xie Ziheng said in an extremely displeased manner: "Does Miss not believe in this humble one's character? You think I used such a clumsy excuse to trick the girl? "

"Heh." Xie Qingrong's beautiful face was filled with ridicule, and the corner of her mouth raised into a disdainful sneer, "Since the Deep Sea Night Pearl is the only treasure in this world, Young Master Xie must have spent a great price to obtain it.

Young Master Xie, may I ask if your head was kicked by a donkey, and you actually believed the words of a casual woman? Or was Young Master Xie born to be such a dull and stupid person, to think that the world is filled with good people? "

Xie Qingrong's words had ridiculed Xie Ziheng to the point that she was ashamed. Her handsome face alternated between white and red.

Xuanyuan Chen's clear and cold eyes were filled with a bit of a smile, A Rong's words were indeed reasonable and unforgiving, interesting, interesting.

Shen Haoxuan was so amused by Xie Qingrong's words that he started laughing. He wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and laughed: "Young Master Xie, why are you like a three year old child? Why don't you go home and take a shower?

"You!" Xie Ziheng became angry from the embarrassment, his eyes revealed killing intent as he immediately commanded: "Attack!"

The group of people all unsheathed the swords at their waists, and pounced towards Xie Qingrong and the other two.

In a split-second, Xuanyuan Chen had already taken out the long sword he brought along with him, the blade of the sword shining with a eye-catching, sharp light, directly facing the group of people, this group of people had already taken off all of their disguises, releasing killing intent in all directions.

A dense killing intent came out from Xie Qingrong's body. Three thin blades of sleeve arrow had already appeared on Xie Qingrong's wrist, giving off a cold and gloomy feeling.

In the blink of an eye, a deep cut appeared on his neck. Fresh red blood flowed out from the wound, splashing all over the ground.

Its eyes were bloodshot and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The sharp blades of the sleeve arrow were stained with blood.

Xie Qingrong carried the violet-gold whip in one hand and ended her life with the blade in the other.

Then, as if they were not afraid of the pain or the killing intent, they continued to pounce towards Xie Qingrong and the other two with a clear goal in mind, straight towards Xie Qingrong.

The dense crowd encircled Xie Qingrong so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Instead, it was Xuanyuan Chen and Shen Haoxuan who only had a few killers left.

With a wave of the fan in Shen Haoxuan's hand, it ended the life of the person behind him, and hot blood splattered onto the fan. Shen Haoxuan shot a glance of disgust at the fan, and asked the only person in the arena who did not make a move, Xie Ziheng. These people are not merchants as you say. Who exactly are you? "

Xie Ziheng pursed his lips with an unknown meaning, his eyes exuding gloominess and malice. His previous gentle and courteous attitude had disappeared, and he threatened fiercely: "Who are you? The grudge between merchant girl and I can't possibly allow outsiders to interfere. "

Pausing for a moment, he turned the conversation back to Xie Qingrong and said angrily: "merchant girl, it's fine even if you took my thing, but even your name is fake. Today, regardless of whether your surname is Shang or Xie, Deep Sea Night Pearl, you must hand it over. "

merchant girl? Hearing that Xie Ziheng had mentioned the Shang family name, the hand holding the fan trembled, and immediately thought of Shang Zhiqing!

With a raise of his eyebrows, he threw the folding fan forward, and the folding fan flew straight in Xie Ziheng's direction like an arrow. However, Xie Ziheng only used his hand to lightly block it, and melted the cold Qi around the folding fan, dropping it onto the ground.

Xie Ziheng turned, and was about to leave, when Shen Haoxuan rushed forward, wanting to block Xie Ziheng's path. Unexpectedly, two people suddenly appeared behind Xie Ziheng, blocking Xie Ziheng behind them, and blocking Shen Haoxuan's attack.

"Speak clearly." Shen Haoxuan's wrist quickly flipped, and a palm directly struck towards the two of them. By the time the two of them were taken care of by Shen Haoxuan, Xie Ziheng had already disappeared.

Xie Qingrong was surrounded by a group of assassins, tight enough to pass through the wind. Xuanyuan Chen held onto his sword, wanting to break through the encirclement, but found that these assassins were difficult to deal with, and could not move an inch.