Idle game leads to another world

Yang Yiyi had also experienced being attacked by a man in black at night, and last time she also smashed the man in black against the wall.

This time, however, was even worse. The Fiery Sun Palm, which she used with all her strength, directly dented the chest of the man in black. The man didn't even make a sound and fell into a peaceful and dreamless sleep.

Looking at the man in black stuck to the wall, Yang Yiyi suddenly shuddered.

When she was first awakened, she thought she was dreaming, but now she was really awake.

But what's going on?

There are people who have sneaked into Wujiazhuang?

Is it a killer sent by the Liu family to take revenge?

Or is it that Miss Wu Shaoyi of Wujiazhuang wants to harm me?

Yang Yiyi's mind was filled with question marks in an instant. Her first reaction after waking up was to quickly touch the jade sceptre under the pillow.

"Brother Li, Brother Li!"

After shaking it twice, Yang Yiyi suddenly remembered that Li Chengxi must have fallen asleep at this time.

Indeed, it is now 3:45 pm, not yet the second half of the night. There is a time difference of about four hours between Li Chengxi and Yang Yiyi, which is the time when Li Chengxi sleeps the deepest. Generally, unless he wakes up from the urge to urinate, he will not be idle to open the computer to see how Yang Yiyi sleeps.

Then again, if the assassins were sent by the Liu family, they should not be so useless. The same is true for Wujiazhuang. Doesn't Wu Shaoyi know how good Yang Yiyi is at fighting? Poisoning is more reliable than sending someone to assassinate in the middle of the night.

So where this person came from is very suspicious.

Yang Yiyi certainly can't go back to bed and sleep like nothing happened. She hurriedly tore off the black-clothed man stuck on the wall and tore off the face towel.

And the appearance of this black-clothed man doesn't look like a Central Plains person, but he is not a Western Region person either. He looks more like a Southern Xinjiang person.

This almost burned Yang Yiyi's CPU.

Why is he a Southern Xinjiang person?

I haven't messed with them!

It can't be because of Jiufeng, right?

While she was wondering what was going on, Yang Yiyi suddenly heard noisy shouting outside the window, and at the same time, she could vaguely see the light of torches.

She realized that the people from Nanjiang might not be looking for her, but were aiming at Wujiazhuang.

Regardless of why, Yang Yiyi would not pretend not to know. She turned around, stuffed the jade scepter into her arms, picked up the double mace, and rushed out of the room in a white single dress.

When she got outside, she found that there were quite a few attackers. The whole Wujiazhuang seemed to be suddenly awakened, and she could vaguely hear shouts and killing.

Yang Yiyi stepped on her toes to look at the direction of the fire and the sound. She didn't think much at all, and rushed over with the double mace.

As Wu Shaoyi's guest, she of course stayed in the guest room. Following the sound through the carefully maintained courtyard and moon gate, she came to the martial arts training ground behind the main hall.

This is where the people of Wujiazhuang practice martial arts, but when Yang Yiyi rushed over, she saw a group of people in black clothes holding swords fighting with the servants of Wujiazhuang.

The main reason was the number of men in black. With so many people, they were enough to slaughter everyone in Wujiazhuang.

"Watch out for the mace, thieves!"

Yang Yiyi would not go, and was too lazy to figure out why a group of people from southern Xinjiang came to trouble Wujiazhuang in the middle of the night. Since they were not good people, they would just fight.

Yang Yiyi, who came out of the moon gate, shouted angrily and joined the battlefield with two maces in hand.

In terms of martial arts, Yang Yiyi is not weak now, but there is definitely a gap compared to the masters, but her exaggerated muscles and bones allow her to easily punch a kid.

That is to say, she is invincible against the lower ones.

When she joined in, she was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Originally, the servants saw Yang Yiyi rushing up in a single piece of clothing, and were a little worried that their young lady's friends would get into trouble, so they quickly allocated a few people to help Yang Yiyi raid the battlefield.

No one expected that such a delicate-looking girl could kill people with a heavy steel mace, so the black-clothed men who ran into her basically could not survive the second move, and many of them were knocked down with their weapons.

Heavy weapons like steel maces are really best used when there are many people, and it is a chaotic battle.

What surprised the servants even more was that Yang Yiyi dared to use her head to directly catch the black-clothed man's weapon. Not only was she not damaged at all, but she also knocked the opponent out with her head. She was the reincarnation of a mud truck, and no one dared to block her path.

Yang Yiyi's joining reduced the pressure on the servants. Originally, because they were caught off guard, many people came out without even bringing weapons, which was equivalent to being beaten.

As a result, Yang Yiyi came and directly changed her offensive.

However, her performance was so brilliant that the black-clothed men were not blind, of course they could see it.

Although Wujiazhuang is not well-known in the martial arts world, it is still capable. Since they dare to attack at night, they can't just send a bunch of noobs.

Yang Yiyi was enjoying shooting with both hands, but suddenly she felt a strong sense of crisis. After knocking down the black-clothed man in front of her with a mace, she quickly dodged sideways.

Almost at the same time as she turned sideways, a dark red thing that looked like a crossbow arrow flew across Yang Yiyi's chest and rubbed against the front of her clothes. If she had dodged a little slower, she would have been hit.

As mentioned before, bows and crossbows are strictly prohibited by the court from entering the people, not to mention how a group of people from southern Xinjiang who need to pass the customs to enter the country got them.

What surprised Yang Yiyi even more was that after the crossbow arrow hit the wooden dummy not far away, it immediately melted and turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground.

This doesn't seem to be a simple job of martial arts.

Looking back, there was a young woman among the black-clothed men. Unlike the other companions who were holding swords, she was holding a crooked thing that looked like a stick or a cane.

Seeing Yang Yiyi turn around, he raised his hand again to Yang Yiyi.

This time Yang Yiyi saw it clearly. The blood on the ground seemed to be pulled by something and quickly condensed into a crossbow arrow, shooting towards her.

The sneak attack failed, and it was even less likely to succeed in a face-to-face attack. Yang Yiyi smashed the arrow with her two maces.

This also made Yang Yiyi more convinced that it was not an illusion just now. The arrow smashed by the steel mace was really a ball of blood.

This style of painting is definitely not martial arts.

Could it be some kind of magic?

What the Central Plains martial arts fear most about the people of Southern Xinjiang is witchcraft, that is, witchcraft and poison.

Regardless of the power, people are afraid of unknown things. Yang Yiyi just felt her scalp tingling.

The witch that Yang Yiyi encountered in the Jiufeng incident had already been destroyed, and she had never really dealt with such a person.

So when she saw this situation, all the muscles in her body tensed up, as if she was facing a great enemy.

Yang Yiyi was very nervous, and the other party was obviously nervous too.

Both blood arrows were easily cracked, and this person was not as easy to deal with as he looked on the surface.

In other words, both sides were quite afraid of each other, and for a while no one dared to take the first step, so they just stood there in the middle of the battlefield.