Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

"Fu An, follow me to the palace."

In the training ground, when a group of people were sweating profusely and honing their martial arts skills, Ji Wuchen walked over and patted Fu An.

The latter hurriedly turned his head, showing a flattering smile.

"Master! The servant obeys!"

Ji Wuchen smiled and took the lead out of the training ground.

The main purpose of going to the palace this time is to ask Nangong Jing about Tianxuan Gate.

He wanted to know if Zuoqiu Chang and the others had left, only when they left could he rest assured, at least he would not have to worry about Nangong Yi's revenge.

Well, let's take a look at Nangong Jing by the way, the empress must miss him very much since I haven't seen him for a few days.

Fu An quickly prepared the carriage, and personally acted as the driver, brandishing the whip, and driving the carriage forward steadily.

"Master, aren't Miss Mu Baifan and Suzaku going with you?"

The bruises in Fu An's eyes have subsided, but when he thinks of Suzaku, he still feels a sharp pain on his face.

Ji Wuchen said casually through the door curtain: "The two of them stayed in the mansion to practice, anyway they can't enter the imperial palace, it doesn't matter if they bring them or not."

During these days, in order to speed up the cultivation progress of the two personal servants, Ji Wuchen purposely spent thirty integrity points to exchange for many precious pills.

Suzaku's strength is extraordinary, and he is only one step away from the eighth-rank master. After receiving the help of the elixir, he has already begun to prepare for a breakthrough.

Of course, the help of pills is only secondary, the most important thing is her own accumulation.

It is now noon, most of the people are eating and resting at home, and there are few pedestrians on the street, walking quietly along the way.

Fu An also stopped talking, and drove the carriage with peace of mind, enjoying the scenery leisurely. When the few passers-by saw him, they ran away in panic as if they had seen a ghost.

The name of the vicious dog in the capital is extremely resounding wherever it is placed.

Ji Wuchen also saw this through the window, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It's too much, I am an honest gentleman, and I have to bear this kind of reputation.

The autumn wind blew by silently, carrying a bit of the cool air from the north, which made people tighten their clothes subconsciously.

The weather is slowly getting cooler, and it will be winter in a few days.

It's winter, and the room must be very cold... At that time, do you want to pull Fanfan and Suzaku together to warm the bed?No, no, no, I am a gentleman, I am a gentleman...

Ji Wuchen thought secretly, and gently closed his eyes.

The wind blows.

Suddenly, a faintly imperceptible bright light flickered, drawing a round and slender arc in the air, passing through the gaps where pedestrians staggered past, shooting directly into the window of the carriage, and heading straight for Ji Wuchen's door.

Fu An noticed the fluctuation of his true energy, and turned his head suddenly, his face was full of horror and anger.

He intends to stop it, but this stream of light is too swift and fast, even a ninth-rank grandmaster can't react at all.

No, don't talk about ninth-rank masters, even eighth-rank masters, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop them.

Flowing light was extremely fast, and it came to Ji Wuchen in an instant, only an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

That moment.

Ji Wuchen's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two real-like rays of light burst out.

Liu Guang came to half an inch in front of Ji Wuchen's eyebrows, and then stopped there.

Two fingers clamped it tightly, making it impossible to move any further.

Liu Guang also revealed his true body.

This is a long and slender silver needle, the tail is constantly trembling, the needle is black, obviously quenched and poisoned.

"master!"

Only then did Fu An's roar come out.

He lifted the door curtain and saw the master's calm face, and he was slightly relieved.

Ji Wuchen nodded, the light golden essence surged from the fingertips, turning this vicious hidden weapon into powder.

On the road, among the few pedestrians, a thin beggar's figure suddenly turned into an afterimage. After a few ups and downs, he jumped onto the roof, intending to escape.

Damn it!Intelligence error!Ji Wuchen is definitely not just a ninth-rank grandmaster!
The killer's pupils shrank like a pinprick, but his escaping movements did not stop for a moment.

The real killers are all lurking in the dark, and if they miss a hit, they will immediately run away...not Mu Baifan's stupidity.

With a roar, Fu An drew out the machete at his waist, and the grand master unleashed his aura without reservation, jumped off the carriage, jumped up like a big bird, and chased after the assassin.

On the street, before the pedestrians could react, they only felt the release of two terrifying auras, pushing them to the ground, and all looked blankly in the direction of Fu An and the killer.

Ji Wuchen raised his eyes, looked at the thin figure, and raised his palm.

Killer again?Assassinate me, still want to run?
In the next moment, a golden dragon more than ten meters long broke out of the window, with every detail between the scales and armor, twisting and moving in the air, accompanied by a majestic dragon chant, and struck at the killer like lightning!
Kang Long has regrets!

The killer was about to jump off the roof and turned behind another wall when he suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Looking back, he saw a ferocious golden dragon coming towards him.

His heart trembled, he turned around without hesitation, and stabbed the dagger at the golden dragon with all his strength!

Dodging such a powerful and fast attack is undoubtedly a dream. Only by using offense instead of defense to offset part of the power can it be possible to survive.

The dagger and the golden dragon collided with each other!
"what!!!"

With a scream, the assassin's dagger broke off, his arm twisted abnormally, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell from the roof.

Fu An finally caught up from behind. He had a ferocious face, and raised the machete high in his hand. With just one blow, he chopped off the skinny assassin's arm that was still clenched on the dagger.

The assassin was already seriously injured, and another arm was broken, and half of his face was stained red with blood.

He gritted his teeth and supported himself not to pass out with great perseverance. With his remaining left hand, he took out two projectiles from his bosom and threw them on the ground.

The projectile fell to the ground and shattered, and a pungent thick fog was released, blocking Fu'an's sight.

"Want to run?!"

Fu An let out a sinister grin, and strode into the thick fog with big strides, dancing wildly with a big knife, unwilling to let the assassin go.

However, the killer's figure was hidden in the mist, and his aura also disappeared.

Fu An walked forward quickly.

The killer is injured and can't run far!

Suddenly, his back hurt, something sharp pierced his skin, and then got stuck by his strong muscles.

It was the assassin, who knew that he was doomed to die, but actually did the opposite, risking his life to kill, and wanted to drag Fu An to die together!

"die!"

As soon as the assassin made a move, his hidden position was immediately exposed, and Fu An turned around and sliced ​​it into two cleanly.

"Grandma's! No more live ones."

The Beijing Vicious Dog wiped off the blood on his face, and pulled out the half of the dagger behind his back.

The assassin was not as strong as him, and he was seriously injured by Ji Wuchen's palm. It was not difficult to take down... But his methods were weird, with smoke and hidden breath, so Fu An didn't dare to trust him. What happened.

He breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the mutilated body of the assassin who had been cut in half, picked up his broken dagger, climbed over the wall, and went to find Ji Wuchen to return to his life.