Beauty is sick

This is too lazy to perfunctory, Pei Zhe laughed angrily: "I can't see it, Jiu Gongzi still eats fast and believes in Buddhism."

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him: "People are wandering in the rivers and lakes. Wherever they go, they will meet people they don't want to see. They are forced to pray to God and Buddha to change their luck."

It was the first time Mu Jiao saw Jin Lingjiu joking, her face was full of novelty, and she laughed without paying attention: "Brother, just tell me if there is anyone you don't want to see, just like when you were a child, I will help you drive them away."

When Jin Lingjiu was young, he was cold-tempered and didn't like to communicate with others. In the past, Mu Jiao often helped him send people away.

"Same as when I was a child?" Pei Zhe glanced lightly at Mu Jiao, then at Jin Lingjiu, laughed, a little colder than before, "Isn't it my junior sister? My childhood sweetheart junior sister?"

Mu Jiao nodded because she didn't understand. Jin Lingjiu lived in her house when she was a child, so it's true to say that.

Here is a forest, most of the moonlight is blocked by dry branches, Jin Lingjiu looked at him, only to see Pei Zhe turned his head, the smooth shoulder and neck line disappeared into the skirt, and the side face looked a little cold.

He opened his mouth, trying to explain something, but found that there seemed to be nothing to explain.

The assassins spread out and gathered in from all around. When they spoke just now, they surrounded Pei Zhe and others.

Just like what Jin Lingjiu said, these are all assassins hired from the Jianghu. They rushed over with weapons without saying a word.

There were killers in every direction, their silvery blades reflected the moonlight, and they moved fiercely, directly attacking the vital points of the four of them, they had to separate slightly to fight against the enemy.

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao cooperated tacitly, restraining most of the people.

Jin Lingjiu stood quietly, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao were on both sides of his body, with him as the center, the assassins kept rushing up, Jin Lingjiu didn't make a move, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao blocked all his attacks .

The sword has no eyes, taking advantage of the gap, Zuo Ping whispered to Jin Lingjiu: "Do you want to help him?"

Apart from the enemy, there is only one outsider here, and it is needless to say who "he" refers to.

Pei Zhe had been dodging just now, and after a while he entered the woods, Jin Lingjiu glanced in his direction from afar, and shook his head: "Wait a minute."

Regarding Pei Zhe, there are not many things found on the first floor of the world. Jin Lingjiu is used to the accidents caused by this person, but in the room, when Pei Zhe told how many assassinations he had experienced, Jinling Jiu still couldn't control it. Live in your surprise.

Having experienced so many assassinations, he should be able to deal with several people. Jin Lingjiu wanted to take this opportunity to see how far Pei Zhe's martial arts was. He wanted to know what Pei Zhe was hiding.What is it that can make a civil servant who has no real power so feared, so many people want to take his life so many times.

The sound of fighting in the woods soon stopped. Jin Lingjiu looked over immediately, and saw that Pei Zhe was held hostage by two assassins, and he walked out slowly. Can leave a bloodstain on that smooth neck.

Pei Zhe smiled lazily, without any sense of urgency at all: "Take it easy, keep the knife away from my neck, if I lose my face, I will be in a bad mood, and then what you want will be gone." I can't get it."

"Master Ninth!" He and Jin Lingjiu waved, as if to say "I'm still alive, don't worry".

Jinling Nine: "..."

The assassins surrounding Jinling Jiusan also stopped attacking, Zuo Ping was momentarily confused, not knowing what to do with the current situation, and said in a low voice, "Master Jiu, this..."

Didn't he just say wait, why did Pei Zhe come out with a knife on his neck?

Jin Lingjiu and Pei Zhe looked at each other for a while, and finally lost the battle: "Let him go, otherwise you won't be able to get out of here alive."

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc.

The assassins had all retreated together, holding Pei Zhe hostage, and retreating slowly.

Jin Lingjiu walked forward slowly, the assassins took a step back, he took a step closer, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao followed behind him, the three formed a confrontation with the assassins.

The man who put the knife on Pei Zhe's neck said: "Use people's money to eliminate disasters, Jinling Jiu, don't break the rules on the road, I advise you, this is not the muddy water that the first floor in the world should wade in."

Pei Zhe seemed to be interested, and turned his head to look at him: "Dare to ask, which way are you on? What are the rules of your way?"

Jin Lingjiu rubbed his knuckles, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

Mu Jiao thought that Pei Zhe was very interesting. With the knife on his neck, he didn't panic at all, and he was provocative like a normal person. She didn't know that he thought he was someone who held others hostage, so she couldn't help but want to help: "That's right, which way are you all on? We don't have the rule of bullying more and less on our way on the first floor of the world."

The assassin felt provoked, and tightened his hand holding the knife: "Shut up! Say one more word, and I'll kill you!"

Pei Zhe's tone was very innocent, and he pointed at Mu Jiao: "It was she who was talking just now, what's the point of you messing with me, if you have the ability to put a knife on her neck."

Before Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu came back, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao restrained this group of people for a long time, even a fool could see that these two people didn't really want to fight them.

The assassins didn't want to pick up on this. After all, they were all gangsters, and it would be embarrassing to admit that they couldn't beat the opponent.

Mu Jiao is not very good at reading facial expressions, so she said happily after hearing this, "It's okay, it's okay, come here with a knife, I'll let you put it on my neck, and I'll give you a chance to challenge me."

assassin:"……"

Pei Zhegong fired: "I heard, people have given you a chance, go fight!"

Mu Jiao echoed: "Come on, come on."

assassin:"……"

Jin Lingjiu watched Pei Zhe and Mu Jiao sing together, the smile in his eyes disappeared, he was upset, and suddenly didn't want to delay any longer: "Zuo Ping, draw the sword."

When dealing with these people just now, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao had never used a sword before, and they received the sword with bare hands. Now after hearing Jin Lingjiu's words, Zuo Ping immediately pulled out a soft sword from his waist.

As soon as Mu Jiao raised her hand, Jin Lingjiu pressed it down: "Let Zuo Ping come."

Mu Jiao: "But..."

Jin Lingjiu: "If you can't deal with these people, what right do you have to follow me?"

These words are not very pleasant to hear, but to Zuo Ping, it is precisely a kind of affirmation of ability. A cluster of lights lit up in his eyes, and he rushed out with a sword in his hand. !"

The assassin panicked and quickly held Pei Zhe back.

No one in Jianghu wanted to confront No. [-] Under Heaven. They were planning to withdraw when they saw Jinling Jiu, but Jinling Jiu actually ordered his subordinates not to hurt them. They thought that Jinling Jiu had no intention of meddling too much because he was scruples about the rules of the world. , I didn't expect him to come out like this suddenly.

The blade was attached to the neck, cold and sharp, Pei Zhe frowned, and raised his hand to pinch the assassin's wrist: "Can't you even hold the knife steadily?"

The hand that clamped the wrist was very strong, the assassin subconsciously pulled away, but he didn't break free, and then he was shocked: "You, you!"

Pei Zhe pinched his wrist and twisted it slightly, and said quietly: "I, I, your Grandpa Pei, I suddenly feel unhappy, and I don't want to accompany you to perform anymore, go to hell!"

Zuo Ping's temperament is calm, but his sword moves are extremely different. He takes a sinister path, aiming at people's vital points.

It didn't take long for him to finish off everyone and head straight for Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe caught a glimpse of Zuo Ping from the corner of his eye, and with a thought, he released the force from clamping the assassin, and pushed him out. Before the assassin could react, the soft sword passed through his chest, leaving a two-finger-wide the wound.

Jin Lingjiu and Mu Jiao rushed over afterward, Pei Zhe came out from behind the assassin, pointed at the assassin and said to Jin Lingjiu, "Look."

Jin Lingjiu didn't know, so: "Huh?"

Pei Zhe smiled sincerely: "You killed people on the first floor of the world."

Jinling Nine: "..."

At the same time, there was a rush of horseshoes in the distance, and through the gap between the trees, countless torches were seen moving quickly, shining brightly, illuminating the night.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and stopped not far in front of them. A man in a well-dressed man got off his horse and saluted Pei Zhe: "Xiao Chi, the humble deputy commander of Huaizhou City, led the army one 16 People, I have met Mr. Pei."

Pei Zhe sighed, "Xiao Chi."

Xiao Chi: "The humble job is here!"

Pei Zhe glanced at the commanding army behind him holding a torch, and pointed behind him: "You have a really good name, look there, you guys are really late."

Xiao Chi: "..."

Everyone was dealt with by Zuo Ping, Xiao Chi obeyed Pei Zhe's order, and took the 16 people who led the army as coolies, and sent the seriously injured assassins to the Yamen.

The sweaty BMW that was let go ran back to the commander's garrison by itself, and Pei Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. He already owed Jinling Jiu a buttock of debt, and he didn't want to owe Lin Jingkong another horse.

On the way, Zuo Ping quietly said to Jin Lingjiu: "Master Jiu, I didn't want to kill that person. He was pushed over by someone. At that time, I saw the knife on Pei Zhe's neck ran to his neck."

There were a total of 19 assassins. Except for the one who held Pei Zhe dead, the others were seriously injured. Zuo Ping did not kill him when he attacked.

Jin Lingjiu squinted his eyes, looked at the person who was talking to Xiao Chi in front of him, and said, "He did it on purpose."

Left screen: "What's on purpose?"

Jin Lingjiu said softly: "To be held hostage on purpose, to attack on purpose."

Left screen: "?"

Zuo Ping didn't understand, these two things were obviously contradictory, why did he do this, wasn't it superfluous?

Pei Zhe and Xiao Chi slowed down after talking about the matter, and when Jin Lingjiu caught up, they said casually, "So you don't want to let me die."

Jin Lingjiu's eyebrows twitched: "What friendship do we have, how can I bear to watch you die in front of me."

"So it's because of our friendship?" Pei Zhe tutted his tongue, "I thought it was something special about me that attracted you so that you couldn't watch me have an accident."

Jin Lingjiu was a little annoyed by his smile, and always had a feeling that his mind was being seen through, and he didn't want to continue this topic: "What do you have in your hand?"

Pei Zhe: "Huh?"

Jin Lingjiu: "That's what the assassin wanted from you."

Pei Zhe stopped, and someone beside him was holding a torch. Under the firelight, Jin Lingjiu's face became vivid, especially his eyes, which were full of emotions and no longer the usual indifference. He suddenly felt very interesting, and wanted to reach out to touch: " Jinling Jiu, if you don't hide, I'll tell you, okay?"

He asked gently and politely if he was okay, but reached out his hand extremely recklessly, before he heard the answer, he caught Jin Lingjiu's eyes.

Impulse, not restraint.

Extremely, very, very presumptuous.

Jin Lingjiu didn't hide, but closed his eyes reflexively. He felt a light touch on his eyelids, and he could hardly feel it.

Then came the ends of the eyes, but from light to heavy, they twisted hard.

Hearing Pei Zhe's murmur, he was a little puzzled: "Why can't it be wiped off?"

There is a small mole there.

On the night of Yuan Ye, Pei Zhe wanted to erase it for him.

Now I actually met it, but it didn't go my way, and it couldn't be erased. Maybe some things, some traces, as long as they existed and happened, they would never be erased.

For example, the mood he once wanted to do, such as the touch in the dream tonight, such as the wet feeling that did not come in time, or the heartbeat of Zeng Jinghong's glimpse.

"tell me."

Jin Lingjiu's voice was a little hoarse.

Pei Zhe was in a daze for a moment, then retracted his hand and curled his fingertips: "Didn't you guess everything?"

It's always like this between them, the tacit understanding is tiresome, as if every emotion in their hearts can't escape the eyes of the other party, they need to cheer up all the time, if there is a slight mistake, the whole game will be lost.

Jin Lingjiu rubbed the corners of his eyes: "I want you to say it yourself."

Pei Zhe looked at him in silence for a long time, and said calmly, "They want the token that the Holy Majesty gave me."

Jin Lingjiu: "What about today's event? How do you know someone will assassinate you?"

Pei Zhe blinked: "This is the second question. If you want to know, you have to pay a small price."