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A fat faced man looked at Wen Yi, then pointed at Wen Yi, "We are here to look for her, you have nothing to do with this, so you should quickly hide to the side. You can control your fists and feet, sabers and swords have no eyes, it's not good to hurt you."

Qian Shan snorted coldly, "She is my master. To find trouble with her is to find trouble with me. If you want to deal with her, you have to go through me first."

The fat faced man smiled sinisterly. "Alright, then don't blame us for being impolite."

Wen Yi pointed to the courtyard, "Fight your way out, and don't smash the things inside my house."

The rats were right behind them. If they fought, they would beat the mice that had been killed by the venom. Everything would have to start over again.

The Thousand Mountains Treasure Sword was unsheathed, and the blue sword that exuded a cold aura flashed past her. The cold light reflected in her eyes, and her pretty face was covered in a frosty expression, "Since that's the case, then come at me."

The Humble Class was a special sect in the martial arts world. Their disciples were all born in poverty, and for money, they could do whatever they wanted, including kill people out of their minds. Therefore, calling them the killer family was not an exaggeration.

The Sword Qi swept through the entire courtyard. Wen Yi put away the mouse cage properly, then walked out and stood at the entrance to take a look.

He had thought that the one who would cause trouble would be an ordinary hoodlum, but he didn't expect his martial arts to be so fierce.

Although she could barely handle it for the time being, Wen Yi believed that in less than twenty moves, Qian Shan would definitely lose.

These people were not very vicious, and their moves were not fatal. They most likely did not contain any killing intent, otherwise, Qian Shan would have been killed a long time ago.

They only wanted to capture Qian Shan, not kill her.

Wen Yi held the golden needle tightly in her hand. She did not make any moves, she wanted to know who these people were and what their intentions were.

Qian Shan was unable to resist them anymore, but just like Wen Yi, he could tell that these people did not come with the intention to kill.

Who sent them? What to warn about?

Qian Shan retreated with his sword. His hair was in disarray and he was panting heavily. She leaned on her sword and asked angrily, "What is your goal?"

Upon seeing Qian Shan withdraw, the big black mole knew that she was no match for him. He shouted harshly, "You don't have the qualifications to ask that question. Step down!"

Qian Shan was so angry that his face turned blue. These people were indeed very strong. If his master hadn't made a move, he wouldn't have been able to defeat them. However, judging from his master's looks, he had no intention of making a move either.

She didn't say anything for a moment, just glared at him.

Wen Yi took a step forward, "You guys came for me, that's good, there's a reason why you guys came for me, go ahead."

The big black mole stared at Wen Yi for a while before speaking with disdain, "Someone asked us brothers to come over and warn you. Don't think too much of yourself, and don't think that you are anything special."

Wen Yi was startled, "That's it?"

You think too much? To whom? Self-righteous? She asked herself if she ever had. As for thinking of herself as someone important, she had never thought of it that way.

"Our master has come to find you. This time, he has come to teach you a lesson." As he said that, he suddenly took action, his figure quickly rushing forward, his five fingers extended out straight towards Wen Yi's shoulder.

Wen Yi laughed, he did not move and just waved her sleeves, forming a gust of wind.

The big black mole only felt the strong wind blowing towards him like a knife. It was difficult for him to even breathe as he forcefully retracted his hand, wanting to land and stabilize his breathing. However, the strong wind swept him and he was unable to stabilize his breathing.

The fat faced man looked at Wen Yi in fear. Considering her frail body, she was not even able to withstand a single blow, yet she had injured him in one move.

Wen Yi waved her sleeves and stared at him, "Go back and tell the person who ordered you to come. If you have any problems, just talk to me.

The fat faced man swallowed his saliva and cupped his hands in a disorderly manner, "I will definitely bring this up."

With that, he raised his hand and led the group out of the door. When they reached the door, he helped to raise the big black mole. The big black mole had suffered internal injuries and was unable to stand properly.

Qian Shan heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a head poking out of the door.

Qian Shan shouted harshly, "Are you still not ready to die?"

The few people at the door looked at each other, then fled in fear.

"A bunch of pustules!" Qian Shan looked at their running posture and couldn't help but sneer at them.

Wen Yi laughed and said, "Your Highness, since you have come, come out."

A figure flew down from the roof. Song Yungang landed on the ground and said with a smile, "How did you know it was this king?"

"My nose is very good. I'm afraid that you've been hugging my daughter frequently these days. The fragrance of milk is all over your body."

"Oh!" Song Yungang sniffed his sleeves, "I don't think so."

"You're used to smelling it, so naturally you don't think so." Wen Yi looked at him, "You couldn't have appeared on my roof by accident, right?"

Song Yungang gave an awkward laugh, "It's not a coincidence, but it's not intentional either. Old Zhu asked this duke to wait here for him."

Qian Shan said in surprise, "Your Highness, that bastard Zhu Fangyuan asked you to wait for him here. Why did you go to the roof?"

Song Yungang rubbed his nose, and said unnaturally: "Great view from above."

He couldn't exactly say that the person was sent by Zhu Fangyuan just now, but it was very strange. Didn't Zhu Fangyuan say that he could let the bullies bully Jing Mo and Zhong Lou?

However, they did not wait for Jing Mo to return nor did they threaten the Children. They only smashed things down the door as if they were here to cause trouble.

Qian Shan held his hand in front of his eyes and looked at it. What good scenery is there? "

This area was filled with these types of small courtyards. Of course, if one forced themselves to say that there was a good scenery here, these courtyards could be considered as quite beautiful. Some houses might have rose flowers or apricots that could be seen from the walls.

Wen Yi looked at Song Yungang, "Was the person just now ordered by the Duke?"

Song Yungang was seen through and was extremely embarrassed. He quickly waved his hand, "No, no, it has nothing to do with me, it's Old Zhu.

"Zhu Fangyuan, this pig's head has nothing to do after eating its fill, right?" Qian Shan went mad, "Those people didn't do it lightly or seriously. Although they didn't have any intention to kill me, they did have the intention to break my hand or foot. Didn't I just beat them up once?" "Is there any reason to find someone to remove my arm?"

"Qian Shan, what are you roaring for?"

A confused Zhu Fangyuan pulled Jing Mo and Zhong Lou's hand and appeared at the entrance, looking at the jumping Qian Shan as he asked.

Qian Shan saw him and gritted his teeth in anger. He waved his arm and walked over as he said fiercely, "What a good old pig! How dare you find someone to mess with?!" Are you full or tired of living? "Do you believe that I will push your head into the fecal pit and let you eat your fill?"

Zhong Lou pinched his nose, "Big Sister Qian Shan, you're so disgusting."

When Qian Shan saw Zhong Lou and Jing Mo, she was overjoyed. She pulled them over and roared, "No, no, Big Sister Qian Shan is only disgusting him, he doesn't have any disgusting little darlings. Come, don't mix with him, he is a bad guy."