She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

A spy came to report that the battle ahead was fierce. Although our number was small, we could still cope with it.

Hearing the news, Chu Cong couldn't help but let go of his worries.

But accidents always happen. The front-line combatants blocked most of it, but still allowed a small group of bandits to reach this courtyard, or in other words, their own goal was here.

Enemies surrounded them from three sides. Qiao Zhenzhen estimated that there were about twenty people.

Seven of the ten people guarding Chu Cong rushed forward and fought with them, and three of them were always guarding him with knives.

It stands to reason that the guards who can protect the prince in the end are all the elites among the elites, but the other party is obviously not an ordinary bandit as Qiao Zhenzhen expected at the beginning, but a veteran who has been on the battlefield or well-trained, or something more. Mysterious saying - dead warrior.

Gradually, their side fell into a bitter fight. Seeing this, several of the chamberlains rushed forward with weapons in hand.

The remaining people surrounded the prince and Qiao Zhenzhen, blocking them with their bodies.

It's a pity that this is not a turn-based game, and it is not useful if there are more people. Those servants who came forward were almost like people chopping melons and vegetables. The swords were flashing, and suddenly, several people fell down.

No.

This cannot continue.

Qiao Zhenzhen saw that their side was at a disadvantage, and two more of the three guards guarding Chu Cong joined the battle. She clenched the sword in her hand and made a decision.

The prince died here, and her good days came to an end.

Just like she thought before.

She can endure small hardships, but cannot bear major sins.

She was born in a peaceful era and has lived a comfortable life for decades. It would be better to just kill her if she is allowed to live like a street rat.

What's more, even if she dies, there will be a whole world for her to be buried with.

Not a loss!

"Prince, protect yourself!"

After saying that, the long sword was unsheathed.

Chu Cong didn't react for a moment. When he came to his senses and tried to grab her, he had already flown into the battle.

Even the maid who had been following her silently rushed forward.

Qiao Zhenzhen is very self-aware. She has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, so naturally she cannot compare with these enemies who have experienced hundreds of battles.

So we don't attack from the front.

Her small size turned into an advantage at this time. She used the darkness as a cover to wander among the crowd, looking for targets, and mainly used sneak attacks.

When no one is prepared, sprinkle a handful of powdered medicine.

The enemies whose eyes were blinded all screamed in agony.

It succeeded several times in one time.

It relieved our pressure to a certain extent.

But there wasn't much powder, and he scattered it several times indiscriminately. As a result, the remaining food was quickly gone.

Qiao Zhenzhen held the sword tightly, found the right moment, and stabbed the person in the back decisively.

At that moment, her mind was so calm that she was thinking that I must find a good angle to prevent the sword from getting stuck in the ribs.

The strike was steady and ruthless.

With her great strength and a good sword, she stabbed the man through in one go.

When he drew the sword out, he encountered some resistance, but it was nothing.

Warm liquid splashed onto her body and face. Qiao Zhenzhen closed her eyes subconsciously, and the sweet smell lingered on the tip of her nose.

It's familiar, the smell of blood.

Regardless of being pretentious, she rushed towards her second target.

Dongxiang held the knife and followed her closely. When someone was about to approach, she used the knife to block the person back. The moves were quite methodical and she used the same knife skills taught by Song Honggu.

Qiao Zhenzhen was a little surprised. It seemed that during the few months she was learning martial arts, Dongxiang was not doing needlework all day long.

After the second person was stabbed to death, someone quickly noticed her presence and turned around to attack her.

The long sword struck at the head, and Qiao Zhenzhen fought with her sword.

Wherever the sharp blades collide, sparks fly.

The man was so shocked that he took two steps back and stagnated for a few seconds.

It wasn't that Qiao Zhenzhen had developed internal strength, but that she was born with divine power.

The so-called one force can defeat ten groups is nothing like this.

But Qiao Zhenzhen's wrists were also numbed by the opponent's strength.

Shen Ruyi had sparred with her before and had kept many of her hands in reserve. Song Honggu considered that she had only been practicing martial arts for a few months and only used three-thirds of her strength. Therefore, it was the first time for an older girl to get on a sedan chair with such a violent attack.

But at this moment, she couldn't think too much about the situation. She saw the right moment and quickly thrust out the second sword, changing from passive to active.

Dongxiang cooperates with her.

The god of luck seemed to be protecting them. The master and servant, who were not very powerful, successfully killed the third person.

There were dozens of enemy soldiers left on the field, but the people on their side were already lying on the ground.

However, when she was concentrating on attacking the fourth person, several mixed shouts suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Miss Mo, be careful!"

"Girl, get out of here!"

"Yuying!"

"Qiao Zhenzhen!"

The last sound from Qiao Zhenzhen directly penetrated her mind.

She felt bad...

Touka wanted to pounce on her, but was blocked by someone.

Qiao Zhenzhen tilted her head, and a large knife with cold light appeared in her sight. The wind it brought hit her face, which made her feel a little cold and painful. Her heart contracted suddenly. She felt that this knife looked like it could split her into pieces. Two halves.

Thunder exploded one after another.

At the moment of life and death, her mind went blank.

There was no time to even panic.

In an instant, a bright white lightning as thick as a bowl fell from the sky, like a long knife splitting the heaven and the earth, and drowned out the person behind Qiao Zhenzhen who was slashing towards her face with the knife.

The entire courtyard, which only had sporadic glimmers of light, was illuminated as brightly as day.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell.

Qiao Zhenzhen was the audience closest to the scene. She turned slightly sideways. The burly man in front of her looked like he was going through a tribulation and was about to ascend to immortality.

In the eyes of others, Qiao Zhenzhen also seemed to be affected by the white light.

The white light was so dazzling that people present either closed their eyes or raised their arms to block their eyes.

In everyone's opinion, this time is very long, but it is only a blink of an eye.

When the lightning disappeared, Qiao Zhenzhen stood in the courtyard intact, with no oily skin scratched.

Beside her lay an unrecognizable, charred corpse.

Qiao Zhenzhen sniffed and smelled the aroma of barbecue, but a belated contraction in her stomach made her instinctively want to vomit, so she did the same, bent down and vomited, but she had almost digested the dinner by now. I vomited nothing but retched, and finally vomited out some bile, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

Han Zheng came back to his senses, blinked hard, rushed over with his long legs, and hugged Qiao Zhenzhen into his arms with one hand, as if he was trying to embed the person into his body and merge them into one.

He also raised his knife and stabbed the enemy closest to Qiao Zhenzhen into the body.

His heart almost rushed out of his chest just now. He had never felt such fear since he was born.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid-"

Qiao Zhenzhen felt that her heartbeat was a little fast for no reason. She thought that this must be the famous suspension bridge effect.

Ten Thousand was actually faster than Han Zheng and almost rushed into Lightning.