I was taken by the boss of the enemy camp [Transmigration Book]

The third prince Jing Rong was full of complaints, his originally handsome face was now full of irritability.

The old man with a goatee standing opposite him didn't say a word, but his expression was very gloomy.

Seeing that Jing Rong only cared about complaining and didn't think about how to get him back, Goatee sneered, feeling very contemptuous in his heart.

No wonder the third prince was both the eldest son and the heir, but he was never established as the prince—it was so unusable, it would be no wonder that he could bring down his scheming eighth brother!However, this happens to be in his favor to profit from it...

Thinking of this, Goatee's eyes flashed brightly, and he developed some patience when facing Jing Rong, and said slowly:

"Your Highness, don't worry. He can run out of the firewood room, but he can't escape from my heavily guarded Xishan Temple. I have ordered all the subordinates in the temple to search around. I believe there will be news soon. Right now, you and I should calm down. It’s a matter of discussing together.”

Jing Rong sighed: "General Long Wei's name, of course I believe it..."

When the two said this, they didn't realize that there were two people hidden behind the vase in the corner.

Guan Xiaoxian, who hid in the corner and listened intently, widened his eyes in disbelief——

General Long Wei... Isn't that the person Qiao Xie is chasing? !

He couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the goatee, and then turned his head to look at Fuxi.

Without needing to speak, Fu Xi silently nodded.

It was only then that Guan Xiaoxian really believed that the old man in front of the door with a dry, skinny face and a bad face was the party leader of the remnants of the previous dynasty. Suddenly, Guan Xiaoxian felt that his psychological burden had been relieved a lot.

Such an old man, he can hit three or five with one punch!

Thinking about it, Guan Xiaoxian continued to stare at the door, expecting the two to tell more secrets, but he never expected that the goatee suddenly turned his head and glanced at the next moment.

Straight, in the direction of Guan Xiaoxian.

Their eyes met for a moment, Guan Xiaoxian, who was holding a vase in the corner with only one eye exposed, and the goatee who was talking with Jing Rong were stunned at the same time.

The next second, Guan Xiaoxian suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly retracted behind the vase with a "whoosh".

The goatee shuddered as if waking up from a dream, pointed in the direction of Guan Qingxian and shouted in a broken voice:

"Catch people—catch them!"

"Who is it?" Jing Rong turned his head and glanced around, but found nothing, so he followed the goatee's hand and walked a few steps forward suspiciously, and immediately found the two people hiding behind the vase, his eyes lit up immediately , maybe because they were too excited, Jing Rong and Goatee forgot to call for someone, and they rolled up their sleeves and rushed to the corner together.

Oops!

At this moment, Guan Xiaoxian was sweating coldly, he didn't care to look at Fuxi anymore, he hurriedly got up and hugged the big vase and pushed hard at the attacking two, taking advantage of the time they avoided, he turned his head to Fuxi With a roar:

"rush out!"

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath, picked up the wooden stool and rushed towards the third prince Jing Rong.

After a while.

Guan Xiaoxian stood in the middle of the study with a wooden stool, like a fierce killing god——

Actually very confused.

In front of the study door, the tall and burly third prince Jing Rong was rolling on the ground clutching his legs, groaning and groaning in pain from time to time.

Guan Xiaoxian: "..."

He just smashed it once, okay?So imaginary? Big brother!

"Apprentice..." Fuxi walked up behind Guan Xiaoxian and called timidly. Guan Xiaoxian just woke up like a dream, and turned his head to look aside——

The goatee was already stuck to the base of the wall, trembling like a candle in the wind, it didn't have the slightest fighting power.

Guan Xiaoxian raised the bench high and put it down again, feeling very entangled in his heart.

Is he fighting or not?

Let's fight, the other party is an old bone, and it seems that they haven't done anything to them... Don't fight, and you can't let them go...

"Dangdang!"

Goatee rolled his eyes and fell heavily to the ground.

Fu Xiben stood behind him holding a small vase, seeing Guan Xiaoxian's surprised expression, Fu Xi hurriedly threw the vase away, and explained with a blushing face:

"If you don't knock him unconscious, he will definitely call for someone! Then we won't be able to escape even if we have wings..."

Hearing this, Guan Xiaoxian was silent for a moment, dropped the bench, and gave Fuxi a thumbs up.

That's right, they are still in the den of thieves, and being soft-hearted to the enemy is leaving trouble for themselves, not to mention that the other party is the leader of the thieves.

Having figured it out, Guan Xiaoxian turned around and took a heavy piece of porcelain from the shelf:

"Then give it to him too..."

As soon as the words fell, Guan Qingxian was startled when he heard a "bang" behind him, and turned around quickly:

"Oops!"

However, it was too late, the door was already wide open, and the third prince Jing Rong was leaning against the door with his legs crossed and shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Come on! There are assassins!"

"Catch him now!"

In the hope that no one would hear, Guan Xiaoxian gritted his teeth and roared at Fuxi, then rushed to Jingrong first.

Seeing this, Jing Rong was even more terrified, and crawled out with his hands on the threshold.

"Shut up!" Guan Xiaoxian finally ran to Jing Rong's side, and the first thing he did was to cover his mouth and drag him into the room, but his arm was sore from swinging the bench just now, so he just covered Jing Rong to make the other party stop shouting After speaking, he couldn't bring people into the room no matter what.

"Apprentice," Fuxi finally came to the side of the two, seeing the situation, Dang Li raised Jing Rong's foot, and said, "Let's use our strength at the same time!"

Before the word "good" came out, Guan Xian caught a glimpse of a tall figure from the corner of his eye, and he froze immediately——

Not so unlucky, right? !

However, the reality is so cruel. With a rough roar, Guan Xiaoxian turned his head and saw a tall man with a knife galloping towards him. He was shocked and said without thinking:

"Run!"

After finishing speaking, Jing Rong let go, and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

He didn't take two steps, but he heard Fuxi calling for help in panic. Guan Xiaoxian turned his head while running, but saw Fuxi being forced to the door of the room by a big man's cold and strong knife!

die die die die—

Crazy thoughts flooded the screen in his mind, Guan Xiaoxian listened to Fuxi's continuous struggle, his feet turned a corner involuntarily, and returned the same way.

OK!There is no need to defeat the opponent, just mediate and save Fuxi...

This naive thought continued in Guan Qingxian's mind until he ran behind the big man.

The eight-foot-tall man stretched out his hand to grab and lift, and the half-grown boy Fuxi was lifted up like a little chicken, with his feet off the ground.

Guan Xiaoxian: "..."

Said, maybe the other party is the same as Jing Rong, but he is tall, but he is also empty inside!

Guan Xiaoxian gritted his teeth, and rushed forward to try to knock down the big man, but the other party's deft dodge made him miss the air, and the next moment, Guan Xiaoxian saw a big foot flying towards him like the wind.

After a muffled sound, Guan Xiaoxian fell to the ground, clutching his stomach so painful that his face was distorted, and he hardly cared about avoiding the big knife-carrying man who was approaching step by step.

Jing Rong, who was holding on to the door panel just now, stood up, limped and stood beside the big man, looked at the dead dog lying on the ground like Guan Xiaoxian, and laughed grimly:

"Run, why don't you run away? Wasn't it crazy just now? Haha... hiss!"

The pain from his leg made Jing Rong angry. He glanced at the strong man carrying the knife, and suddenly pointed at the leisure, his eyes bursting with anger:

"You, go and chop him up for me!"

Just as the pain was relieved, Guan Xiaoxian heard this sentence, and hurriedly tried to get up, but a slight movement involved his abdomen again, bursts of soreness hit him, the pain was so painful that Guan Xiaoxian couldn't get up, he could only watch the big man take a step forward Stepping in front of him, the cold blade scraped the ground all the way, making a frightening sound.

"I...I don't, I'm not running..." Is there still time?

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Guan Xiaoxian heard Jing Rong snort coldly:

"late!"

"Shh-"

The cold blade was wrapped in the cold wind and suddenly hit Guan Xiaoxian.

At the moment of facing death, Guan Xiaoxian subconsciously closed his eyes, but as if a third eye had grown on the top of his head, the scene of the blade slashing towards his body came to mind very clearly.

In a trance, the sound of the blade piercing the air stagnated for a moment, and the next moment, a mournful cry sounded behind him.

Guan Xiaoxian was trembling all over. When he opened his eyes, he could only see the inside of the study room. The goatee who woke up at some point was shaking like chaff, and streams of blood flowed out from the gap between his fingers covering his right shoulder. Long knife with handle.

……knife?

Guan Xiaoxian turned his head, as if feeling something.

A familiar figure stood in front of him, like a god, standing still.

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