Traveling through the love brain, being pampered by the yandere prince

Under the mask, Gu Qingxuan was now the master of the Secret Pavilion.

He put an arm around Chu Yunyan's waist and moved forward at high speed in mid-air.

The night wind whistled in my ears.

Chu Yunyan asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

"We'll know when we get there," Zhuang Yu replied.

Chu Yunyan stopped asking.

When Zhuang Yu stopped, Chu Yunyan discovered that it was the roof of Wu Changlie's horse racing venue.

"Come here to save people?" Chu Yunyan whispered in Zhuang Yu's ear.

"Yeah." Zhuang Yu nodded slightly.

"He has a lot of masters here. You should be careful." Chu Yunyan reminded.

Because I have been here twice and have seen the guards and thugs here. They are all strong men and their skills are not weak.

"Are you worried about my pavilion master?" Zhuang Yu put a smile on his lips.

"You're being sentimental." Chu Yunyan retorted, "I'm just afraid that if you end up here, no one will compensate me for the five thousand taels of silver."

"I see. It seems that in order to secure the five thousand taels of silver, this pavilion master also has to protect his own life." Zhuang Yu joked.

"Don't be so talkative. If I go in, I will probably hold you back." Chu Yunyan looked at the dark yard and said with a frown.

"I didn't expect you to be so self-aware." Zhuang Yu teased again.

"Humph!" Chu Yunyan stopped paying attention to him.

"Hide it and wait here for me to come out!" Zhuang Yu stopped talking to her.

She was placed in an extremely secluded corner, where only the breeze was blowing and no one would notice.

Before Chu Yunyan could quarrel with him, he flew down along a wall.

"This skill is lighter than a swallow!" Chu Yunyan sighed with emotion.

Chu Yunyan scanned the surroundings with vigilant eyes, carefully observing the movements below.

Zhuang Yu had a strong figure and jumped off the roof like a tiger.

He suddenly raised his head and smiled at Chu Yunyan's hiding place. His eyes were like a starlight in the night sky, shining with determination and determination.

He held the dagger lightly and slid quietly into the eaves. His steps were light and powerful, as if they were one with the night.

The racecourse was brightly lit, but his presence was as elusive as a ghost.

The men he had arranged in advance had already sneaked into it. They were scattered in the dark, like an invisible blade, waiting for the best time to attack.

Zhuang Yu's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he scanned everything around him, not missing any sign of suspicion.

Zhuang Yu's actions were like lightning, quickly passing through every corner of the racecourse.

Finally, he found the entrance to the underground chamber.

He took a deep breath, jumped down suddenly, and nimbly shuttled through the darkness.

The dagger in his hand shone coldly in the dim light.

Suddenly, there was a sound of killing outside.

The guards in the darkroom whispered to each other and left the two people.

Zhuang Yu hid in the darkness, threw out the two flying needles in his hand, and accurately pierced the neck of the strong guard.

"Bang! Bang!" Two strong men fell to the ground.

The remaining two saw this and looked forward with knives. Suddenly two men in black jumped out from both sides. After less than five moves, they fell to the ground again.

Zhuang Yu asked someone to take out a key from the guard.

As soon as the door opened, a whimpering sound came from inside.

Two men in black lit the torches indoors, and sure enough they saw a tied up woman.

"Pavilion Master, he is a hostage!" his subordinate reported in a low voice.

"Take him out first!" Zhuang Yu ordered.

The sounds of killing outside were getting closer and closer.

A strong man holding a knife was kicked into the wall by Zhuang Yu, and then fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Ah!" Qu Peiyao, who had just come out of the darkroom, screamed when she saw this scene.

Immediately, a group of strong men rushed towards the darkroom with knives.

Zhuang Yu held his sword and fought with the strong men guarding him.

Zhuang Yu's dozen men fought fiercely with the enemy, and blood spattered on the wall.

"Retreat!" Zhuang Yu ordered.

He must first rescue Qu Peiyao safely, and then he and his men can escape safely.

However, more and more strong men joined the fight, and Zhuang Yu gradually began to struggle.

Chu Yunyan, who was hiding in the corner of the roof, stamped her feet anxiously while looking at the fighting situation below.

Suddenly she remembered the protective artifact she carried with her, immediately covered her face and quietly jumped into the fighting arena.