Chapter 4

Even though his appearance is better than that of Pan's, he can be exquisite as the head of Huakui. Whether his appearance or figure is good

Yang Zijin's heart is full of hatred. He knows that shuoling will not be in a coma for a long time, but can't he wake up a little later?

Damn it!

Yang's mother only felt dizzy in front of her eyes. Why didn't Yang Zijin leave? Instead, she sent him to the door!?

"Son Jin still does not kneel down!" Yang's mother shouted, "I still don't know the etiquette in front of the marquis. Please kneel down and kowtow to apologize!"

"Lord atone." Yang Zijin knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he knelt down honestly.

I only hope that her mysterious friend Shi Weiming can come soon, and see that his identity should be not low, maybe he can save the lives of these people from shuoling's hands.

Shuoling has recovered five points of wisdom now, and looks at her with a funny look. "What are you holding in your hand?"

Yang Zijin raised his eyes slightly, and then he was startled - the tip of the sword with thick blood was close at hand!

"This, this is..." Yang Zijin almost forgot. It's Mongolian medicine.

If shuoling finds out that she wants to give medicine, will she be cut to pieces?

Yang Zijin takes a deep breath and kowtows. However, he intentionally throws the wine pot out of his hand and pours out.

If she succeeded in eliminating the evidence, she would feel at ease.

"Lord atone! The villain didn't mean it! " Yang Zijin knows at this time can't come again hard, can only try to be honest.

"You didn't mean it?"

"Well!" Yang Zijin nods like garlic.

Shuoling slowly went to Yang Zijin and picked her chin lightly with the tip of the sword. "Where are you going? It's easy for me to find."

“……” What happened?

Yang Zijin can't be so arrogant that he thinks shuoling will look up to him. Facing the situation at this moment, he just feels weird and very strange!

Shuoling frowned, his body's medicine was very strong, and his head still hurt at the moment.

Seeing that shuoling didn't speak or kill people, Yang Zijin dared to avoid the sword point and asked: "Shuo Hou ye, it's said that you don't like salting things. How could it appear in our place?"

Shuoling's sharp sword, suddenly close to Yang Zijin's neck, "I would like to ask you."

Feeling the sharp coolness, Yang Zijin's throat seems to be gripped by sharp claws, and his mouth hasn't been able to make a sound for a long time.

The sword tip slightly moved, Yang Zijin's chin was raised, "said."

Yang Zijin's heart is cold, and he never gets away with it again. "Who in the whole capital doesn't know the reputation of Shuo Hou ye? Spring wind ten li is originally a place of wind and dust. It's not easy for everyone to ask for life. Even if you stand at the gate of spring wind ten li, we dare not say hello at will. Now you don't know why, let's not dare to make a big mistake while you're not aware of it. Just ask the Marquis to see clearly, and don't let those behind you who do such a bad thing escape! "

"Oh." Shuoling sneers, the sword in his hand is sent forward, but he wants to take Yang Zijin's life.

Yang Zijin retreats from the danger. He pushes Yang's mother and some girls far away when he turns over. Suddenly, he feels a gooseflesh behind him. He rolls to one side without thinking. When she looks up again, she only sees shuoling's cold face coming forward again.

"Wait, wait!" Yang Zijin yelled as she ran. Fortunately, she had learned close combat skills for several years in her previous life. She didn't lose all her skills in the ancient feudal society. Now she can barely survive under shuoling sword.

But if you let her fight directly with shuoling She's not that brave!

It is just that Shuo Ling is indomitable. It seems that he has to take the life of Yang Zijin. People in the ten li area of spring wind are shocked and cry.

"Lord Shuo! We are just ants in the mud. We didn't try our best to beautify you, and we didn't plan your money. Why do you have to be forced to kill us when you are in high position? "

Shuoling's face became colder and colder. His whole body was exposed. He turned around and kicked Yang Zijin in the chest. He could not get up even if he kicked her to the ground.

Then, shuoling suddenly approached, expressionless, and Yang Zijin's chest seemed to be crushed by a boulder, unable to escape at all

"Shuoling! Don't kill him! "

Hearing this, shuoling's action on his hand, squinting at Yang Zijin, means nothing.

And Yang Zijin is very relieved. That guy is catching up!

Later, Shi Weiming, a well-dressed man, rushed in and stopped Yang Zijin. He couldn't catch his breath and said, "shuoling, you are my good friend. You can't kill him!"

Shuoling took some banter on his lips and took the sharp sword away with his backhand. In a low voice, he said, "why did the third prince come?"

Yang Zijin's face is full of doubts, the third prince?

Isn't Chu Shi the second surname in the present imperial dynasty? Why did Shi Weiming become a prince?

Yes, Mr. Chu, Shi

She was a little heavy in her heart, and in an instant she became happy again. Since Shi Wei is Minggui's Prince, she must be saved today!

"I've convinced you of your temper!" Shi Weiming is helpless to smile, mix Yang Zijin up, and clap Shuo Ling's shoulder without good will. "I was just joking with you. I dropped something in your wine glass last night, and didn't arrange a woman to touch you. How could you be so angry that I would like to kill you in the ten miles of spring breeze?"

Yang Zijin covers his chest and his face changes slightly. "What medicine do you take?"