This Marshal of the Palace

"You guys, stay here." A deliberately low voice suddenly came from the woods.

"Yes." The answer was a low male voice, and then there was a sound of cloth rubbing against leaves.

Gradually, as the sun went down, Yan Ci secretly counted the time for a while and sneaked to the back of the deserted temple according to the method yesterday. Through the gap, he saw Fatty Zhu standing there arranging his clothes, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

Tighten the black cloth on her face, she is wearing a dark tights today, holding the Shuohan knife in her right hand, a dagger hidden in the sleeve of her left hand, and a poisoned silver root hidden in her hair. Silk.

According to what Bai Qingran said, even if you are fully sure, you must take all precautions, and you must be prepared for the aboveboard and shameless tricks secretly. The poisoned silver thread was given to her by Bai Qingran. Si Fengrui's incomparably quenched poison also sealed his throat with blood. I don't know how many people died under this.

Quietly going back to the main entrance, Yan Ci picked up a stone on the ground and shot it straight into the temple with internal force, until it touched the object and made a collision sound.

After a while, Fatty Zhu ran out with a knife in one hand, with a grim expression and an extremely ugly scar on his face: "It's not just an expert, please come out and see."

The stone pierced straight through two pillars before being stuck in the middle by the third pillar, which shows its strong internal force.

"A master is not counted, but he is ordered by others." Yan Ci turned around from behind the tree, folded his arms, and thrust the Shuohan knife obliquely behind his waist.

Only then did Yan Ci see Fatty Zhu's weapon. In his right hand was a half-moon-shaped butcher's knife, about [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters wide. The back of the knife was half a knuckle wide. In the trough, in his left hand is a sharp boning knife, which is about the same length as a butcher's knife, but much smaller, with a sharp blade, with blood shining faintly.

Obviously, both of these two knives have seen human blood, and they have seen a lot, otherwise there would be no such heavy blood.

"Report your name, kid." Fatty Zhu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief seeing that the person in front of him looked like a teenager in terms of body shape and voice.Even if such a half-grown boy is gifted with extraordinary talent and strong internal energy, most of them are newcomers to the rivers and lakes, and no matter how strong internal energy is, it is useless.

Yan Ci naturally knew what Fatty Zhu was thinking, how confusing her appearance was to these old fritters who had wandered around the rivers and lakes, and this was her greatest advantage.

"You don't deserve to know." Arrogance is a common problem of young people who call themselves geniuses when they first enter the arena.

"Then just die." Fatty Zhu was violent by nature, and the reason why he endured this time in this deserted temple for so long was because Su Qian came to relieve him every day, otherwise he would have been unable to restrain himself and go out to kill people.

Yan Ci drew out the Shuohan knife with his backhand. With a turn of the blade, he changed his footwork and easily avoided Fatty Zhu's knife.

Seeing that Yan Ci dodged, Fatty Zhu slammed down two knives at the same time, slashing straight at Yan Ci's face, and the speed caused a gust of wind.

Yan Ci was not in a hurry, Shuohan knife blocked, but he didn't expect that Fatty Zhu was so strong, he retreated several steps, his tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and Shuohan knife was almost released.

Not to mention her strength is in women, even among men, she is considered to be the best. In this respect, she has always suppressed others, and has never been suppressed by others.

Fatty Zhu saw Yan Ci retreating a few steps, his brows were frowned, and he chased after the victory, and the two sabers fell again.

How could Yan Ci be a fool? He avoided Fatty Zhu by rolling over and kicked Fatty Zhu's leg, trying to kick him down, but he didn't expect this kick to be as if he had kicked a standing tree. On the fallen tree, Fatty Zhu didn't move at all.

To suffer!Yan Ci secretly felt bad, turned over and stood up to distance himself from Fatty Zhu.

"Haha, die." Fatty Zhu was born with supernatural powers, and the butcher's knife was wielded with great power in his hand, which caused a lot of rumors.

Shuo Han made a block, raised his right hand to take off Fatty Zhu's strength, and then kicked out, hitting Fatty Zhu's lower abdomen.

In the woods, several men in dark clothes squatted in the grass and looked at the two with nervous expressions. There were still a few figures hidden among the leaves on the branches.

"Captain, do you want to make a move?" A man lowered his voice and asked worriedly.

They were sent by Ye Qingling to protect Yanci, but Yanci insisted on taking action alone, only saying that they would signal them to act when they were in danger, but they were not at ease. Before coming, Ye Qingling urged Yanci to protect Yanci Well, if this son-in-law is injured, they won't be able to do business.

"Wait, the son-in-law hasn't given any signal yet." The leader of the team is Li San, he has fought with Yan Ci and knows Yan Ci's ability, at least now she will be fine.

Yan Ci kept a distance from Fatty Zhu all the time, concentrated his internal energy in his hands and slashed at Fatty Zhu.

Fatty Zhu has always been very confident in his own strength. He crossed the two knives, and felt his arms sinking. The force from the knives went from his hands to his arms, and his whole arm was extremely numb.

"Get lost." Yan Ci stepped back on his shoulders, and Fatty Zhu also staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his figure.

But who was Yan Ci? He rushed over just as soon as he fell to the ground, and he slashed at Fatty Zhu before he could stabilize his figure.

Fatty Zhu had a lot of color on his body after several visits, but Yan Ci didn't have any wounds except for the torn clothes on his body.

The physical strength of both of them has been almost exhausted at this time, and they can only continue to fight relying on their internal strength, so no one wants to procrastinate, and they all use ruthless moves.

It's just that Yan Ci didn't want to kill Fatty Zhu, so although he struck ruthlessly, he never meant to take his life, but Fatty Zhu was different, every move was aimed at Yan Ci's life.

Fatty Zhu became more and more impatient with the beating. Seeing that there was no damage on Yan Ci's body, the tyranny and killing intent in his eyes became even more intense. Even if the force of the knife was removed, Yan Ci's arm was sore, and then there was a stabbing pain in his arm, and blood flowed out.

Boning knife, also known as bone cutting knife, is a knife used to break bones and cut cartilage in butchery. It is hard and sharp and is also used to cut meat.This knife stably cut a big bloody gash on Yan Ci's arm, dripping blood dripping down.

"Looking for death." Yan Ci didn't hold back any more, and used all of his internal strength, every move was a killer move.

For a moment, Yan Ci's momentum soared, and every cut would inevitably leave blood on Fatty Zhu's body. After a while, Fatty Zhu was covered in wounds and blood, and only then realized that the half-grown boy in front of him was definitely not a fledgling Boy, but at this moment, he can no longer fight back, so he can only look for opportunities to escape.

By chance, Fatty Zhu took advantage of Yan Ci's hand wound bleeding and weak, and ran towards the woods with all his strength, thinking that as long as he ran into the woods, Yan Ci would not be able to catch up with him again.

"Take it down." Yan Ci roared angrily, and suddenly there was the sound of arrows shooting through the air in the woods, and then Fatty Zhu knelt down and screamed while covering his knees.

"It can't cure you anymore, can it?" Yan Ci inserted the Shuo Han knife back into his waist, walked to Fatty Zhu's side, kicked him to the ground and said viciously.

"My son-in-law made amends, my subordinates failed to protect my son-in-law in time." Several people who had been hiding in the woods ran out and knelt down to plead guilty at the same time. Although Ye Qingling never said it, they all knew that this person must be the son-in-law of the princess mansion. no.

"It's okay, take me back and tell the princess that I'll be back later." Naturally, it's not easy to call Ye Qingling by her boudoir name outside, so the princess was used instead.

"My son-in-law, your injury?" Li San was hesitant looking at Yanci's left and right scars, if it continues like this, something will happen.

"It's nothing serious, send people to the Third Prince's Mansion." Yan Ci issued an order again, these people have to obey Yan Ci for the time being, and they can only take Zhu Fatty with him in Yan Ci's words of "all go". Went to the Third Prince's Mansion.

"See clearly." Yan Ci said with his back to the deserted temple.

"Yes." A voice sounded, almost exactly the same as Fatty Zhu's.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will bring someone here, and then you just need to learn how to escape from this person, and I will help you." Looking at Fatty Zhu's copy of Yan Ci in front of him, nothing moved, and his back was still straight.

"Yes." The man's tone was full of excitement, but now she really wanted Qingling very much, so she let the rest go, said a few words and rushed to the princess mansion.

She wasn't worried about that fake "Fatty Zhu". Yesterday, Bai Qingran forced him to eat a pill. As long as he dared to escape, his whole body would fester within three days, and finally turn into a puddle of pus. Must stay here.

In the middle of the journey, Yan Ci tore off two cloth strips from his body and tied them around his arms, so that the two wounds would stop bleeding, and he rushed back to the princess mansion much faster.

At this time, several people in the Princess Mansion knelt in front of Ye Qingling and lowered their heads, while Bai Qingran and Bai Xingqian were sitting beside them.

"That's the way it is, please punish the princess." Li San lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to tell Ye Qingling everything about today, including the fact that Yan Ci was injured in a fight with Fatty Zhu alone.

"What did I say before leaving the mansion?" Ye Qingling's face was filled with worry and anger. Before leaving the mansion, he repeatedly emphasized the need to protect Yan Ci, but what about reality?Yan Ci's arms were wounded and bleeding profusely, what kind of protection is this?

"Princess atones for the sin. The servant's protection is not good enough to hurt the son-in-law. Please punish the princess." Li San knelt on the ground, and the floor touched by his forehead was cool.

"You..." Just when Ye Qingling was about to say something, Yan Ci came back, his clothes were torn and his arms were covered with blood.

"A Ci, are you okay with your injury?" Ye Qingling felt distressed.

"Hey, it's okay." Yan Ci grinned as if he couldn't feel the pain, leaned closer and kissed Ye Qingling's face, and then smiled happily.

"Don't make trouble." Ye Qingling's sternness was still very deterrent. With just one sentence, Yan Ci shrank his neck in fright, and obediently stretched out his arms to let Bai Qingran come up to check.

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