Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Qin Mu stood tall and straight on the east roof, his hair was disheveled by the breeze, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ning Wang's mansion from a distance. The sharp Habayashi guard.

He reckoned that the queen mother and the emperor should be inside at the moment. Qin Mu held the sword in his arms, with a murderous look in his phoenix eyes. The cold voice, the voice is like sand rolling in the wind, and the strong murderous aura is approaching instantly.

"Qin Mu, we've been waiting here for a long time."

At this time, countless golden leaves attacked him from the left, right, top and behind, they formed a tight net, making it impossible to avoid.

Qin Mu suddenly turned around, fell backwards and fell to the ground, and quickly drew out his long sword to disrupt the hidden weapons. Even though most of the gold leaves were blown away or fell to the ground by him, he was still hit by more than a dozen pieces.

Qin Mu wrinkled his nose, he clenched his teeth, a little blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, and a little flowed down his chin. After all the gold leaves were scattered, 38 black-clothed people suddenly appeared on the black tiles he could see.

All of them had fierce eyes and a distinct murderous look lingering around them.

The Shadow Guard organization has an automatic filling rule. If one of the 38 Shadow Guards dies or is disqualified, they will be supplemented by Jianghu masters and Imperial Guards. If the 62 Shadow Guards are reduced, the remaining [-] The Famous Shadow Guards are automatically selected and filled according to their rankings.

Obviously, the 38 men in black standing in front of him are the latest 38 shadow guards.

Qin Mu has been deprived of his shadow guard status by the emperor.

"Qin Mu, your inner strength is really deep, and the poison in your body can block my golden leaf..."

The man in black closest to him laughed softly, "But... I understand that you won't be able to hold on for long."

Qin Mu couldn't help snorting, and pulled out the poisonous leaves from his body slowly.

Five years ago, he single-handedly stood out among 99 little ghosts of the same level at Onitsuka Gate "Night of the Blood Demon". The other [-] little ghosts all died in those few days. He was the only kid who survived, and he deserved it "Blood Brake".

The 38 men in black on the roof did not give him too much time to breathe. They held their weapons tightly and rushed towards him together.

Qin Mu focused his attention on the front line, and at the same time, the pain in his heart that had been suppressed by him beforehand became more acute and arrogant.

He swallowed, fearing for the first time that he would die here.However, before he had time to think about it, meteor hammers, snakeskin whips, long spears and big knives, as well as concealed weapons, all came to serve him at the door of his life.

Qin Mu held the long sword in his hand flawlessly, making perfect use of their lack of mutual understanding.

Most of the shadow guards fought alone, and almost never came out in force. The emperor gave him enough face to put him to death this time.

The "clang clang" sound of the sword energy cutting through the void and hitting the cold weapon was exceptionally loud. Qin Mu took advantage of their cooperation defects to protect the vital points with ease, and injured other people's fatal points many times.

"Guys, if you don't want to die by my sword, you should get out of here. The goal of my trip is the emperor, and it has nothing to do with you." He sneered brazenly.

In fact, the aura in his body was already in disarray, at most...for another stick of incense...if Emperor Dog is lucky, he might not be able to kill him today.

The man in black smiled coldly: "Hmph, Qin Mu, haven't you noticed that your sword is getting slower and slower?"

Qin Mu didn't have the energy to pay attention to their provocations. As the internal force became more and more unable to suppress the toxicity, the aura in his body was irritable and chaotic as if fighting.

At that time, his sword was not only getting weaker and weaker, but also the vigorous aura in his body was squeezing his internal organs unscrupulously.

The threat from toxicity is much greater than the attack of 38 shadow guards.

Qin Mu could no longer pretend that the weather was calm and the clouds were calm, his face became even paler, as if transparent under the sunlight, and the cold sweat on his face was as embarrassing as if he had just experienced a downpour.

At this moment, he was hit by countless blows, the blood gurgling from the wound soaked his clothes, his breathing became heavier, he raised his arms with all his strength to push away the blade that was about to fall on him, and then tried his best to slide back quickly, with them Put distance.

"Want to escape? No way."

The man in black easily understood his thoughts.

38 There were only twenty shadow guards left at the moment. They immediately caught up with Qin Mu. Qin Mu faced them and held the sword in his right hand while retreating while accumulating strength. After the twenty shadow guards reached the ideal distance he thought, Qin Mu's lips The corners are slightly hooked, and the smile is vicious.

The twenty shadow guards felt bad for a moment, but unfortunately it was already too late. Qin Mu waved his left hand, and countless poisoned throwing knives were thrown from his sleeve.

The three men in black who bore the brunt were killed on the spot, and the men in black who followed were so busy avoiding hidden weapons that they had no time to care about Qin Mu.

Qin Mu weakly knelt down on one knee, his throat was filled with blood, and he coughed up a big mouthful of blood on the ground. His left hand was clawed tightly to his heart. The heart seemed to be growing gradually and had a tendency to burst out of his chest.

There was not a trace of blood on his face, and he was so embarrassed that cold sweat was raging. The muscles and veins that were exposed on his white neck before became more abrupt, and changed from blue to purple, and the blood vessels might burst at any time.

Qin Mu took a short breath, took out two smoke bombs from his waist and threw them out. When the remaining shadow guards were about to catch him, they were completely covered by white smoke.

Their whole bodies were tense, and Qin Mu had long since disappeared without a trace after the white smoke dissipated.

At this time, there was a young man in brocade clothes at a hidden corner. The young man in brocade clothes had a serious face, followed by an old servant with a white face and no beard.

He pointed at the shadow guards with his hands behind his back and said, "Don't chase after him, I don't think he will live long."

Qin Mu was not only severely poisoned, but also seriously injured.

He originally wanted to go back to the Bieyuan and let the old housekeeper heal his injuries, but he thought that with his five senses, he might not be able to clearly distinguish whether there was someone following behind him.

He didn't want to bring trouble to Fu Liang, and thinking of the name Fu Liang called out in a daze this morning, he was afraid that if he wasn't poisoned to death, he would be killed by jealousy.

Since Fu Liang has someone else in his heart, and in his current state, he can't keep his promise to protect him for the rest of his life... It's better to leave as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Qin Mu turned his direction, and the tip of the sword drew a very faint bloodstain on the ground.

Fu Liang fell into a coma for a long time, and did not wake up until Weishi opened his eyes. He was startled immediately, this was not his room, and this room was very strange.

He remembered Mingming was with Qin Mu last night, why he is here now.

At this time, an old slave walked in through the open door with a meal: "Your Highness, I think you are about to wake up by now. Get up and eat. There is only simple food in the house. Please don't dislike your Highness."

Fu Liang blurted out, "Where's Qin Mu?"