Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

The leader seemed to be in his thirties, wearing a scholar's suit, but his eyes did not have the elegance of a scholar at all, but were instead full of lust.

Especially the hairy mole on the right cheek made Yin Qingxuan extremely disgusted.

"Haha, it turns out to be a young lady. Looks like we have good luck."

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Get out of my way."

Yin Qingxuan slapped out with her palm, but the scholar not only did not dodge, but instead grabbed Yin Qingxuan's wrist.

"My dear, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the night is short, why should we fight? Why don't we just have some fun?"

"Happy uncle!"

Looking at the man's despicable face, Yin Qingxuan felt nauseous. Her palms glowed purple, and before the man's fingers got close, his powerful internal force pierced her fingers, causing her to scream.

The other three quickly flew up to the lookout tower and screamed.

"Mo Laoqi!"

"Who are you? Tell me your name."

When Yin Qingxuan shouted, the three men had already drawn their swords and stabbed at her, but the one they attacked was not Yin Qingxuan, but Mo Laoqi.

Yin Qingxuan was slightly stunned. Mo Laoqi had been stabbed to death by three people.

what on earth is it?

Could it be that they are actually Silver City’s guards?

Is it equivalent to modern plainclothes?

Yin Qingxuan was a little confused.

During this moment of distraction, the three men had already drawn their swords and were stabbing at her.

Yin Qingxuan's clothes fluttered as she climbed onto the flagpole of the tower. When she raised her wrist, Feng Yiqin appeared in her palm.

Although she had learned swordsmanship from Ye Jingyu, she was not very proficient in it. Her most skilled weapon was still the Fengyiqin.

A string of slow yet fast music floated out from the strings of the piano, and the three of them seemed to be hindered by something. Their steps froze instantly, and the movements of their hands also slowed down a bit.

Then the sound of the piano changed, and it was Lin Xiao who was teaching her the jade-beating technique.

The person on the right felt the blood churning in his chest and immediately spit out blood. He fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The man in the middle hurriedly chased after him and killed him with a sword.

Yin Qingxuan was shocked.

It was the first time she had seen such a reckless fighting style. She wanted to capture a living person and ask these thieves where they came from, but she didn't expect to be killed by their own people instead.

Seeing that there was only one person left on the tower, Yin Qingxuan swept his fingers, and invisible musical notes attacked several of his vital points on the upper, middle and lower parts. It was to control him, not to kill him!

The man swung his sword to block, but the tip of the sword was broken into several pieces by the sound waves condensed by the piano music. He took several steps back and fell off the watchtower, also spitting blood from his mouth.

"Where to go!"

Yin Qingxuan's mind changed, she put away the Fengyiqin, swooped down and grabbed the man.

At this moment, an invisible force came from afar, and the man died without even uttering a scream.

The only living person tried to run away, but was grabbed by an invisible hand and his throat was twisted.

Yin Qingxuan looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment, unable to understand why they were killing each other.

When I looked up, a figure, neither tall nor thin, was walking towards me in the moonlight.

His head and face were covered, so his appearance could not be seen. Only his eyes were as bright as autumn water, clear and bright, like two mirrors that could see through people's minds.

"Who are you?"

Looking at these eyes, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu. At the same time, she also had an extremely strange feeling in her heart, as if she wanted to pour out all the sorrows and pains of two lifetimes to this person.

The man stopped ten steps away from Yin Qingxuan and said in a faint voice: "We meet again!"