"Young Master, be careful!"
At the same time, the middle-aged man who sold Kongming Lanterns and worked as a fortune-teller and bodyguard also felt the killing intent.
Since he had accepted other people's money, he naturally had to help others avoid disaster.
The middle-aged man's hand moved slightly, and Zhu Xiong Ying dodged this dangerous attack.
"Whoosh!"
The dart flew close to Zhu Xiongying's cheek and finally pierced the middle-aged man's fortune-telling board.
Then, the fortune-teller pulled out his butcher knife and rushed forward.
"That was close!"
Zhu Xiong Ying still had a lingering fear.
If it wasn't for this middle-aged man just now, he might really be gone.
Princess Hanshan, who had never encountered such a situation, was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Fortunately, her many years of experience in the Cold Palace had made her calm and steady. Only then did she stabilize herself and not scream.
"Are you alright?"
Princess Hanshan quickly went forward to check Zhu Xiong Ying's injuries.
"Aunt, don't be anxious. You almost did it."
Zhu Xiong Ying grabbed Princess Hanshan's hand and said with a smile.
Princess Hanshan rolled her eyes at him.”
"You don't know martial arts?"
Princess Hanshan asked Zhu Xiong Ying as she looked at him.
"Have you seen that silkpants practice martial arts?" Zhu Xiongying nodded.”
"Are you considered a silkpants?" Princess Hanshan pursed her lips.
"How can it not count? I'm the number one silkpants in our Big Ming!”
Zhu Xiongying didn't care about the irony of the word 'silkpants' and said with a smile.
Princess Hanshan was stunned. She had been ostracized since she was young, so she was naturally influenced by what she saw and heard. In addition, she was extremely intelligent, so how could she not see Zhu Xiong Ying's helplessness?
"It's been hard on you."
Princess Hanshan said. Zhu Xiong Ying was stunned,"How good is it to be a silkpants?"
"It turns out that you're even more tired than me."
At this moment, Princess Hanshan finally understood that Zhu Xiong Ying was not as glorious as he appeared to be.
How many people in the world wanted his life!
Brothers fighting, the royal family killing each other, this was the rule of the royal family since ancient times.
"Is Aunt feeling sorry for me?" Zhu Xiong Ying laughed.
To be honest, Princess Hanshan's heart ached for Zhu Xiong Ying.
"I heard that Aunt's culinary skills are amazing. If Aunt cares about me, can you come and cook for me more in the future?”
Zhu Xiong Ying didn't wait for Princess Hanshan to speak and said with a smile.
Although Princess Hanshan had been ostracized since she was young, it was precisely this environment that had nurtured her self-reliance.
"Alright, as long as you don't find it unpalatable." Princess Han Shan said.
"Hey, hey, hey…Young masters and young ladies, can you two talk about love later? I can't stand it anymore!”
Just as the two of them were chatting and laughing, the fortune-teller was kicked back by someone.
Seeing that the two of them had not left, he immediately felt a little despair.
He looked at the two of them with resentment, his eyes seemed to be saying,
Big brother, big sister, do you really want to leave your lives here?
Even if the two of you want to die, I don't want to die!!
Even though you gave me thirty taels of silver, it can't buy my life!
Under the middle-aged man's resentful gaze, Zhu Xiongying said calmly,"
"Why are you leaving?"
" What?!"
The middle-aged man was stunned and hurriedly said,"Thirty liang can't buy my life!"”
Looking at Zhu Xiongying who was smiling faintly in front of him, the middle-aged man's heart was racing.
Did I not look at the almanac when I went out today?
How did he meet these two fellows? F * ck, if he had known earlier, he wouldn't have stopped them!
The middle-aged man was filled with regret.
As it turned out, from the moment Zhu Xiong Ying appeared, the middle-aged man could tell that Zhu Xiong Ying was either rich or noble.
He also saw people following behind Zhu Xiong Ying. These people were obviously here for Zhu Xiong Ying.
However, the middle-aged man calculated that the people who wanted to kill Zhu Xiongying were not very strong, and he could easily deal with them.
That was why the scene just now happened.
Originally, the middle-aged man wanted to scam some money from Zhu Xiongying and then leave.
Damn it, he actually wanted to throw his life in.
He had not seen any Level Two experts on the other side just now. Now that two of them had suddenly appeared, the middle-aged man panicked.
"Big brother, I beg you, let's drop it!!”
"As long as there's life, there's hope!!”
"As long as I protect you, it will be easy for you to escape.”
The middle-aged man begged Zhu Xiongying.
However, Zhu Xiongying acted as if he did not see it."I won't!"
"Are you sure you don't want to leave?"
The middle-aged man asked as he looked at the approaching killer.
"Not leaving?" Zhu Xiong Ying laughed.
"Motherf * cker, I don't want the money anymore. I'm leaving!”
After hearing Zhu Xiong Ying's affirmative answer, the middle-aged man thought about it again and again, and finally made a painful decision.
After all, even if he had money, he had to be alive to spend it.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man turned and left.
Just as he turned his head, he was blocked by a burly man.
"Heroes…Well... I said... It was all a misunderstanding just now. Can you spare my life?”
As soon as he finished speaking, no one paid attention to him.
At the same time, a voice said respectfully to the youth in front of him,"
"Young master, we've caught him. How should we deal with him?”
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. He raised his head and realized that the person who had fought with him earlier had been taken down unknowingly.
The aura emitted by the few people in front of him made him unable to help but be stunned.
They were all from the second grade!
At this moment, the middle-aged man was numb!
"Well... Young Master... I said I was going out to fight those people to the death just now, you…Do you believe me?"
The middle-aged man turned around and smiled at Zhu Xiongying.
"What do you think?"
Zhu Xiong Ying laughed.
"Young Master, I am Thief Three. I am the thief of the martial world.”
"Oh."
Zhu Xiongying nodded lightly.
"Young Master…I..."
"Do you want to get rich?"
Just as Bandit Three was about to beg for mercy, Zhu Xiong Ying's voice stunned him.
"Yes... Even in my dreams."
"Saber Armor, I'll leave this person to you.”
Zhu Xiong Ying said calmly.
"Ah?"
Bandit Three was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears.
The person in front of him was called Saber Armor?
Could he be the successor of the Sword Saint?
Back then, when the Sword Saint's successor, Dao Jia, was famous in the Jianghu, he disappeared innocently. Could it be that he was the person in front of him?
Are you the disciple of the Sword Saint?" Thief Three said in shock.
"Once." Saber Armor replied.
At this moment, Thief Three was confused. Who did he just deceive?
Would he die?
That…Mother... I want to go home!
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