Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

Reflecting the clouds and the moon, the flowers are hidden, the plum blossoms are like flowers, the night is quiet and the autumn leaves are ringing, and it is the best time to meet each other.

Under the clear moonlight, an uninvited branch of plum fluttered on the window lattice at random, looking at the two people in the room with a smile on his face.

"One, branch, plum?" Ding Yuehua heard that Jin Qian called out the name "Yizhimei", narrowed his apricot eyes slightly, and murmured, "Could it be—" His gaze shifted to Jin Qian again.

I saw Jin Qian taking a few steps backwards, and shrank behind Ding Yuehua in a flash, showing the tip of his head, and said cautiously: "Miss Ding, be careful, this is the famous thief named Yuanyang Yanguo plucking fish on the rivers and lakes." A dog with scales, a cat with flesh, and the world's greatest thief with shedding hair, who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, must have no good intentions."

"Ahem, ahem!" Yizhimei's figure swayed, and she almost couldn't hold back and fell from the window lattice, her coquettish and elegant look was smashed into pieces by Jin Qian's words.

Ding Yuehua suddenly realized, raised his willow eyebrows, glanced up and down Yizhimei, nodded, raised his hands and fisted: "It turns out that he is the number one thief in the world, I have admired it for a long time!"

"Miss Ding won the prize, it's all friends in the world who praised..." Yi Zhimei hurriedly stabilized her figure, shook her robe sleeves, and clasped her fists in return.

Ding Yuehua's expression changed: "You know me?"

Yizhimei leaped down the window lattice in her robe, with silver hair on the top of her head drawing a clear arc, and smiled at Ding Yuehua: "I have heard that one of the Ding family's two heroes has a younger sister who is regarded as a treasure. Yi Shuangxin is indeed a rare and rare woman in Jianghu, and seeing her today really deserves her reputation."

Ding Yuehua was taken aback by what he said, and goose bumps fell all over Jin Qian's body.

It's so weird!Why does this branch of plum have a discordant playboy smell everywhere today?

The suave look that appeared on the stage was handsome and pretentious, and the nasty flattery just now was even more out of style, and——

Jinqian's narrow eyes rolled around Yizhimei, whose eyes were shining brightly.

By the way, this lazy guy usually yawns twice when he says a word, but he is still full of energy from his appearance today, which is so abnormal!

Oh! !Could it be—

Jin Qian glanced at the pair of men and women who were looking at each other, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the melting moonlight outside the window, and the brows twitched.

Tut tut!What a standard blind date scene of "the head of the willow on the moon, and the date after dusk"!

good!very good!This really confirms the old saying: If you have nothing to do, you can either rape or steal.

Judging by Yizhimei's performance today, is it possible that "tranny" and "thief" are organically combined, and the two are combined into one, and they are here to "steal people"?

Or come to steal Mr. Zhan's future wife?

Well, you brat, you actually poached a corner of the wall and came to our site, you're quite brave!

Thinking of this, Jin Qian immediately became furious, and stared at Yizhimei with a bit more fierce eyes: "Yizhimei, don't talk about him, it's late at night, you sneaked to Dingzhuang What? Could it be that the intention is wrong?!"

"Brother Jin, how can you slander me so much?" Yizhimei looked innocently at Ding Yuehua, flicking her long sleeves, "Today, I saw the charming night, strolling in the garden, chasing the clouds on the moon, and came to your mansion by accident. After hearing Miss Ding's bold words just now, I felt it and added a sentence afterwards, I hope Miss Ding will not be offended by the abruptness of Miss Ding."

After saying that, he smiled slightly at Ding Yuehua again.

The silver moon shines brightly, the ink clothes are suave, the phoenix eyes are colorful, and the silver threads are full of love.

Forehead! !Beauty trap?

Jin Qian was so shocked that two eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

The forehead drops to the sky, this plum actually even used the beauty trick!It's a pity, if you talk about this beauty trap, I've always said that your skill is far behind that of cats and white mice, it's not at the same level at all!Miss Ding doesn't even care about cats and white mice, let alone you, a little plum blossom?

Thinking of this, Jin Qian became more confident and looked at Ding Yuehua.

Unexpectedly, when Ding Yuehua heard the words, she smiled lightly at Yizhimei, like a flower lotus in clear water blooming with the wind, endlessly gentle and joyful.

Jin Qian was dizzy for a while.

Eh?Could it be that Miss Ding's favorite is Yizhimei?

The smile on Yizhimei's face was even bigger, and she walked towards Ding Yuehua step by step, her black brocade sleeves fluttering gracefully: "If Miss Ding does not give up, I am willing to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers with me, see the scenery of mountains and rivers, taste delicious food all over the world, and steal all kinds of delicious food. Treasures of the world—”

Ding Yuehua slightly lowered her curled eyelashes, and said with a light smile, "Yuehua is naturally—" Her apricot eyes raised sharply, and the three-foot sword was unsheathed, cutting the moon with the wind, "I don't want to!"

The cold light of the sword flashed like a shock, and it slashed across the figure of a plum.

Yizhimei let out an exclamation, and flew back half a step, narrowly dodging the sword, but Ding Yuehua cut off half of the black sleeve, fluttering to the ground.

"Eh?"

Before Jin Qian recovered from the sudden shock, he felt his arm being pulled by a strong force. In a blink of an eye, Ding Yuehua grabbed his arm and rushed out of the door.

Jin Qian was pulled to run for several steps, tripped and staggered several times, but Ding Yuehua in front of him stopped suddenly.

Slowly loosen Jinqian's slender jade hand, change to hold the scabbard, and hold the sword flower in the other hand, with the sword across his chest.

Ding Yuehua's handsome face was cold and cold, the cold light in her almond eyes was as sharp as a sword in her hand, and she shouted coldly: "He Fangxiao is young, how dare you come to Dingzhuang to act wildly, how brave you are!"

Jin Qian raised his eyes and turned pale with shock.

Inside the courtyard, on the surrounding roof ridges, there are densely packed black figures of more than a dozen people, dancing in black clothes, covered in black cloth, with red eyes like blood, faintly glowing, like ghosts and sprites in the solemn night.

The moonlight is pale, the willow branches are still, like withered corpses, and the autumn wind is cold at night, blowing the eaves and rustling.

"Alas..." Youyou sighed softly, drifting into her ears as if far away but also near.

A black shadow fell from the sky like a ghost without a sound, its long sleeves were like smoke, and its silver threads pierced the cold.

"Miss Ding is indeed extremely intelligent. I am so careful, but Miss Ding still saw the flaw."

Yizhimei standing in front of Ding Yuehua and Jinqian still had that lazy expression.

"Biological, biochemical crisis..." Jin Qian looked pale, and pointed at the men in black behind Yizhimei, his lips and voice were trembling, and he felt as if there were a hundred or eighty mixers in his head, roaring.

What, what's going on?Why did Iljimae and Resident Evil Legion appear together?Difficult, could it be that Yimei is actually the big boss behind Resident Evil?

"What do you want to do?" Ding Yuehua asked sharply, her beautiful body tensed.

Yizhimei sighed softly, put her hands into her sleeves, and said leisurely: "I have already said it just now, I just want to invite Miss Ding to go out together, and I hope Miss Ding can make it easier for me."

Following Yizhimei's voice, I saw all the red-eyed men in black jumping down from the roof without a sound, and silently surrounded the three of them in the center. The pair of cold red eyes were extremely startling in the thick night, and Jin Qian could almost smell it. A faint smell of blood.

"Be careful!" Ding Yuehua took a step back, slowly raised the sword in his hand, and pressed his back tightly against Jin Qian's back.

Jinqian swallowed with difficulty, took a deep breath, and was about to raise his voice to call for help, but unexpectedly, Yizhimei saw the clue.

I saw Yizhimei flicking her long sleeves, chuckled, and said: "Brother Jin, you can yell if you want, but I'm afraid that even if Brother Jin yells, it will be useless. Lord Zhan, Brother Bai, and the Ding Shuangxias At this time, I was already too busy to take care of myself, and I was afraid that I would not be able to separate myself to rescue the two.

"What did you do?" Ding Yuehua's voice raised sharply.

Yizhimei sighed and said with a smile: "I just invited a few brothers in black to entertain Mr. Zhan and the others, you don't have to worry."

"Speak wild words!" Ding Yuehua chuckled, "With the skills of my elder brother and second elder brother, there are no more than ten people in the world who can go through thirty rounds with the two of them, let alone Zhan Zhao and Bai Yu." Tang, these minion soldiers are not enough to watch!"

That's Miss Ding, you don't know how powerful this Resident Evil Legion is!Jin Qian secretly groaned.

Yizhimei raised her eyebrows and smiled, looking at Jinqian: "Since Miss Ding is so confident, why don't Brother Jin say a few words?"

Don't care about 21 [-], call it first and then talk!

Jin Qian made up his mind, and immediately sank into his dantian, shouting for help: "Help, help—"

The shrill voice seemed to create a crack in the night.

There was silence.

Not to mention Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang, and the Ding brothers, there wasn't even a Ding Nuyuan who appeared in response.

Ding Yuehua's face suddenly changed.

Jin Qian's head was dripping with cold sweat, and his fingers quietly touched his waist—tsk, it really depends on yourself at the critical moment!

But as soon as he touched his side, his heart felt cold again.

"Brother Jin, are you looking for this?" Yizhimei took out a bulging cloth bag from her long sleeve, pinched the mouth of the bag and shook it in front of Jinqian's eyes. It was the medicine bag that Jinqian carried with him.

Beads of sweat slid down Jinqian's forehead.

Damn, when did this branch of plum steal our medicine bag?Damn it, this is really a poor time, it's really bad!

Ding Yuehua glanced at Jin Qian's pale face, took a deep breath, raised his brows, and shook the sword in his hand, suddenly, a cold light overflowed.

"But I don't pay attention to a few little thieves!"

"Haha, Ms. Ding is indeed a hero among girls. I admire, admire!" Yizhimei smiled lazily, touched her waist with her right hand, and pulled out a long whip. The color was as green as a snake, and she swung it in the air, crackling, "I have long admired the Ding family's ancestral swordsmanship, and I'm here today to ask for advice."

"I'm afraid you won't make it?!" Ding Yuehua's momentum surged, holding the sword flower in his hand, he rushed straight towards Yizhimei with just a touch of his toes.

Yizhi Meifeng's eyes lit up, and he rolled his long whip to meet him.

Ding Yuehua's lotus gauze skirt is elegant, her sword energy is cold and light, and her cold murderous aura is piercing and shocking.

A plum black satin gown danced, the green whip reversed the wind vortex, and the sound of smashing the air was like a whistle.

The two fought in one place, the faster and faster they fought, the more intense the fight became, and when the fight reached a fierce point, there was only a whirlwind of light, and the two figures could no longer be distinguished.

Jin Qian's palms, back, and forehead were drenched in cold sweat. He watched the two fiercely fighting with his narrow eyes, and then stared at the black-clothed killers around him, for fear that these killers would suddenly attack Ding Yuehua.

What's strange is that these dozens of men in black are like clay sculptures, motionless.

Suddenly, the two people in the melee part suddenly separated and fell to the two sides.

"Good swordsmanship!" Yizhimei praised, and a strand of hair fell with the sound.

Ding Yuehua didn't say a word, his face turned blue and white, the arm holding the sword trembled, suddenly, his wrist flipped, the sword fell to the ground with a clang, and a circle of blue and purple marks stood out on the wrist like porcelain jade.

Got it!

Jin Qian's heart was beating wildly, his body was faster than his brain, he plunged into the middle of the two, stretched out his arms to block Ding Yuehua, and shouted loudly: "Yes, we are here, you, you don't want to touch Miss Ding A hair!"

Are you kidding me, this is Mao'er's future wife, if something goes wrong, we will basically be here for the rest of our lives!

Yizhimei was taken aback, looked Jinqian up and down as if she had never seen Jinqian before, and said in surprise, "Brother Jin, this is a hero saving the beauty?"

"If you want to take Miss Ding away, unless you step over our corpse!" Jin Qian trembled with a trembling voice.

For the future wife of our immediate boss, let's fight!

"Jinqian..." Ding Yuehua's beautiful face moved slightly, she gritted her teeth, took a quick step forward, and shouted at Yizhimei, "Yizhimei, if you want to kill or cut, do what you want, don't hurt the innocent!"

"Huh?" Yizhimei seemed a little dumbfounded at this moment, her phoenix eyes turned on the two of them, and she suddenly said, "The two of you are... a concubine's love?"

Before she finished speaking, Yizhimei suddenly trembled, and felt a bone-piercing chill rushing towards her.

Jin Qian was the one who felt the chill for the first time.

The touch of this air-conditioning is really familiar and kind——

Jinqian's spirit was lifted in an instant, his narrow eyes shone brightly, and he yelled loudly, "Yizhimei, how dare you rob women in broad daylight today, and catch them quickly!"

Ding Yuehua stared at Jin Qian in astonishment, Yizhimei actually took half a step back as if he was overwhelmed by Jin Qian's aura.

"Yizhimei, it's you?!" Shen Bing's voice came from behind.

Ding Yuehua looked back, only then did he understand why Yizhimei and Jinqian's reactions were so abnormal.

Under the dark night, a straight blue figure approached step by step. Under the shadow of the tree, the expressions were all blurred, only a pair of eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Unexpectedly, this can't stop you..." Yizhimei smiled wryly, paused, then shook her head and said, "Only Mr. Zhan came here? Where are Brother Bai and the Ding Heroes?"

"It's enough to show someone!"

"One person?" Yizhimei laughed twice, "Master Zhan probably only has half his life now!"

Zhan Zhao slowly stepped out of the shadow of the tree, and the outline gradually became clear.

Jin Qian, who had a happy face just now, suddenly felt that someone had slammed his forehead hard, and his heart seemed to be thrown into an ice well, which made him feel cold.

The blue clothes are ragged, the torn spots are red, the breathing is disordered, exhaling and inhaling is like the roar of a broken bellows, sweat is all over the face, blood is spread across, I don't know whether it is the blood of the enemy or his own wounds, on the giant sword, black It was a blur of red, and the flesh and blood were indistinguishable.

Every time he takes a step, Zhan Zhao's figure trembles slightly, even so, his waist is still as straight as a green pine.

Ding Yuehua's feet softened, his figure swayed violently, and his face was full of disbelief: "Zhan, Zhan Zhao, what, how... Difficult, could it be that the eldest brother, the second brother..."

"Miss Ding, don't worry, the Ding heroes are safe and will be here in a while." Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice.

Ding Yuehua's expression eased a little.

"Sure enough, I underestimated you!" Yi Zhimei touched her chin, shook her head, then looked at Jin Qian and Ding Yuehua and said, "I'll ask again, can Miss Ding accompany me?"

Ding Yuehua's reply was a blank stare.

"With Zhan here, don't even think about it!" Zhan Zhao took another step forward.

Yizhimei shrugged her shoulders and stretched her waist, "I've been busy all night, I'm really tired..."

Before the words were finished, suddenly, a cyan swirling shadow flew out, directly attacking Ding Yuehua's face.

Although Ding Yuehua's arm was injured, but his legs and feet were excellent, he bent down and rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding Yizhimei's soft whip.

Zhan Zhao flashed forward, spun around, the Juque sword swept across, and was about to cut a plum's soft whip into two pieces, but unexpectedly, the soft whip turned like a living thing, and with the scream of the wind, it went straight Straight towards the other person.

Just as Jin Qian was glad that Ding Yuehua escaped the blow, he felt a sudden tightness in his neck, followed by a sharp pain. Neck, pulled to Zhimei's side.

Yizhimei pulled the soft whip in his hand, Jinqian felt his eyes darken, rolled his eyes, and fainted due to lack of oxygen.

"Miss Ding, Mr. Zhan, are you going to just watch brother Jin die before your eyes?" Yizhimei said calmly.

"Despicable!" Ding Yuehua gritted his teeth.

Bloodshot from Zhan Zhao's black eyes, the arm holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and his thin lips moved lightly, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of red blood gushed out.

"Zhan Zhao!" Ding Yuehua yelled, and was about to step forward to support Zhan Zhao, but unexpectedly, the men in black who had been stiff and motionless by his side suddenly rose up, leaped mid-air, and cast a large net to catch Ding Yuehua Cover it tightly, and with a pull, Takong flew onto the roof, dragging Ding Yuehua and rushing away.

Just as Zhan Zhao moved, he was surrounded by the rest of the men in black.

Yizhimei raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Dingzhuang's backyard, but saw three figures running towards them with light kung fu, and judging from their figures, they should be Bai Yutang and Ding's heroes, raising their eyebrows and sighing: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous. The time is just right!"

After finishing speaking, with a soft whip in his hand, he tied Jinqian around like a rice dumpling, dragged him behind him and picked him up, jumped up, and galloped across the eaves.

"Whoosh-"

A piercing wind sounded, piercing and piercing, Yizhimei's scalp felt numb, he tipped his toes, and spun around, the hidden weapon flying from behind brushed the tip of his nose and pierced into the ridge of the roof more than a foot with a clang.

It turned out to be Zhan Zhao's Juque sword that never left his body.

"My darling!" Yizhimei was startled into a cold sweat, and glanced down the room, but seeing Zhan Zhao who was seriously injured and threw the sword close to her body, she was basically powerless to fight back at this time, even barely dodging the black Killer in Yi's attacks were all very reluctant, but the eyes that stared at him made people stand upright and feel cold all over.

Yizhimei was trembling all over, gritted her teeth, pulled out the Juque sword, flung her hands back to Dingzhuang's courtyard, and left with Jinqian on her shoulders.

But that biting chill seemed to grow roots, and it couldn't go away.

-

Jin Qian woke up from hunger.

How long has it been since you felt hungry?Judging by the feeling of empty stomach, I haven't eaten for more than six hours.

Calculating in this way, Jin Qian struggled to open the two slits of his eyes.

The eyes are black and hempy, and it is almost impossible to see anything, only a little bit of faint light.

It was stuffy and hot around, and the tentacles were sticky and wet.

This is - what place?

Jin Qian reflexively wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyelids, but as soon as he moved his wrist, he felt a biting cold sensation coming from his wrist and ankle, accompanied by the rattling sound of chain friction.

Eh?

Jin Qian touched his wrists and ankles in the dark, and his scalp went numb.

The cold iron buckles tightly bound the wrists of the hands and feet. Between the iron buckles, there was an iron chain the size of chopsticks, which was no more than one foot long, completely prohibiting the movement of hands and feet.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and Jin Qian vaguely saw that he was in a small cave at this time. The ceiling of the cave was extremely low, and he could only sit upright but could not stand up. Water droplets dripped from the ceiling, ticking.

Crawling forward again, the front is blocked by a foreign object, groping up and down, like a wooden fence lying in front of him, each root is as thick as a thigh, the gap is no more than an inch, under pushing and slapping, it does not move at all.

Jin Qian immediately understood that this was clearly a prison cell, and it was also a cave cell in the mountains or underground.

ah ah!As expected, we and this Hangzhou don’t get along well. We’ve been hijacked twice in less than a month since we’ve been here... and now we’re still arrested and locked up in a strange cave. I don’t know whether to chop or boil...

"It's unlucky for people to drink cold water and get stuffed between their teeth!" Jin Qian sat down on the ground and sighed.

"Jin Qian?" Ding Yuehua's voice came from the darkness, muffled and unclear, "Is that you?"

"Miss Ding? Where are you?" Jin Qian stared and looked around in panic.

"Across from you."

Jin Qian rubbed his eyes vigorously, squinted his eyes for a long time, and then vaguely saw a figure sitting on the opposite side of his cell.

"Miss Ding?" Jin Qian shook his arm, and the chains rattled, "Is that you?"

"It's me." The figure on the opposite side also shook his wrist, and the same chain sound came.

"Miss Ding, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, it's just that he may have been given medicine to dissipate his power, and his whole body is weak." Ding Yuehua said, "And his hands and feet were locked..."

Just halfway through speaking, Ding Yuehua suddenly fell silent.

"Miss Ding?"

"Shh—someone's coming."

Jin Qian's heart skipped a beat, he pricked up his ears, and held his breath to listen carefully. Sure enough, the faint sound of footsteps came slowly, mixed with the very familiar sound of chains rubbing against each other.

The flickering flames approached from far away, the sound of footsteps gradually intensified, and the scenery in front of me gradually became clearer.

I saw that Jin Qian was on the outside of the cell at this time, there was a passage less than three feet away, and on the opposite side of the passage was the stone cave cell where Ding Yuehua was imprisoned.

With the light of the approaching flames, Jin Qian gradually saw clearly that Ding Yuehua's hands and feet were also locked with the same iron rings and chains.

As the footsteps got closer, four figures were reflected in front of Ding Yuehua's cell under the firelight.

Jin Qian fixed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The first two people who opened the way were men dressed in black and covered with black cloth. They were tall and tall, and each held a torch. There were occasional red lights flashing through the four pairs of eyes exposed on the black cloth.

The man behind the two of them was dressed in long-sleeved black clothes, with fluttering silver threads, his hands and feet were chained, and every time he took a step, the chains rattled, and it turned out to be a plum blossom that had held him and Ding Yuehua to this point.

But the image of Yizhimei seems to be treated the same as us?like a prisoner—

Ok?

A touch of doubt and a very discordant sense of foreboding surged into Jin Qian's heart.

Behind Yizhimei was a figure who looked like a leader, dressed in pitch black, with a bluish-white iron mask covering his face, under the firelight, strange rays of light flashed.

This attire immediately brought out Jin Qian's bad memories before.

Could it be the ninja boy who was the leader of the Resident Evil Legion who caught us before?

No, no!That ninja boy was not so tall, nor were his shoulders so broad. This iron mask was clearly a grown man.

is another person.

So... Tsk, isn't it true that Iron Mask, like Resident Evil, was made by Legion? !

Jin Qian was frightened by this idea, his hands and feet were cold.

The four stood in front of Ding Yuehua's cell, with their backs facing Jin Qian, and the two black-clothed attendants passed the torches forward, immediately illuminating the cell where Ding Yuehua was located.

Under the firelight, Ding Yuehua sat upright, her beautiful face was stained a little bit, but her almond eyes were still radiant and dignified.

Sure enough, she is Mao'er's future wife, who is so elegant as a prisoner, Jin Qian clicked his tongue secretly.

The leading man in the iron mask stood quietly in front of the cell and looked at it for a while, then slowly said: "Miss Ding?"

The sound was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing, extremely unpleasant.

Ding Yuehua stared fixedly at the man in the iron mask, without showing any sign of weakness.

The iron-masked man tilted his head slightly, and suddenly slapped Yizhimei's face with a palm. Yizhimei was immediately staggered by the slap, backed up a few steps, and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Why did you arrest Miss Ding's family?" The man in the iron mask yelled at Yizhimei, his eyes shot a cruel light through the black hole in the iron mask.

Yizhimei put her hands on the ground, failed to get up several times, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground, sighing: "Isn't this young master's order to catch you?"

"Me?" The iron-masked man suddenly raised his foot and kicked Yizhimei's chest, and there were two strange muffled laughs from his chest: "When will I order you to catch Miss Dingzhuang?"

Yizhimei fell back from being kicked, and coughed out a mouthful of blood red, "Master, let me catch Zhan Zhao's sweetheart—" Wiping the corners of his mouth, he smiled, raised his eyes and said, "Before I got down, I clearly heard that Ding's double Xia wants to betroth Miss Ding to Zhan Zhao, this Miss Ding is naturally Zhan Zhao's sweetheart..."

"Hehe...hehe..." The laughter in the iron masked man's voice was like iron plates rubbing against each other, the sound pierced through the bones, pale fingers slowly stretched out, pinched Yizhimei's neck, and slowly exerted force, "Yizhimei, you are deaf Is it? My son clearly asked you to catch Zhan Zhao's sweetheart—Jin..."

"No, that's right..." Yizhimei's pale face gradually turned blue due to suffocation, and she squeezed her voice, "I have already captured Miss Ding, He Jin, Jin Qian...all..."

The man in the iron mask twitched his fingers, and suddenly let go of Yizhimei's neck, "You said you brought Jin Qian here?"

Yizhimei took two deep breaths, covered her chest and nodded

"Where is it?" The man in the iron mask's hoarse voice was obviously a little more eager.

"Cough...cough cough...the cell behind you..." Yizhimei coughed a few times, and pointed weakly at the cell where Jin Qian was.

The man in the iron mask hurriedly directed his subordinates to move the torch to the cell behind him. Immediately, Jin Qian huddled into a ball and was exposed to the scorching fire.

Jin Qian only felt that the man in the iron mask's gaze seemed to have been quenched with poison, but with this sweep, his entire body was trembling.

The man in the iron mask stared fixedly at Jin Qian, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twisted slightly.

Jin Qian's sixth sense sounded like a siren, and all the cells in his body were clamoring "run away, run away from this person", and he instinctively wanted to shrink back.

Slowly, the man in the iron mask grinned and pulled out a cold smile, his hoarse voice scratched his eardrums: "Jin Qian, Captain Jin——finally we have invited you!"

This sentence made Jin Qian's ears twitch and his spirit lifted.

Captain Kim!Yes, we are Cong Liupin of Kaifeng Mansion, and now we represent the image of Kaifeng Mansion, Master Bao, Gongsun Zhuzi, and Lord Zhan, we must not lose the scene!

Thinking of this, Jin Qian straightened his waist and glared at the man in the iron mask with narrow eyes, but the eyes of the man in the iron mask were like poisonous snakes, and most of the three points of courage he had just summoned were vented.

On the one hand, he wanted to hold on to the scene, on the other hand, he was overwhelmed by fear. After a contest between the two thoughts, it was finally a draw.

In the end, Jin Qian summoned up the greatest courage ever to hold up the scene - tremblingly raised his arms and made a Hello gesture, and greeted the Man in the Iron Mask with a greeting commonly used by modern people: "Yo!"

For a moment, Jin Qian seemed to see the corner of the Man in the Iron Mask's mouth twitching faintly.

"Lieutenant Jin is indeed an extraordinary person, no wonder why he couldn't be invited over and over again!"

Three times?

Could it be that the Resident Evil Legion that I met before, and the ninja boy in the same costume—are all his subordinates?

Jin Qian suddenly felt that the ominous black covering the top of his head became stronger.

"Okay, Yizhimei, you did a great job!" A giggle came from the voice of the iron-masked man, and he glanced at Jinqian, then slowly turned his head and looked at Yizhimei, "It's not in vain that I sent five The ten subordinates are going to help you, and it is just as you said, it is really easy to catch!" After a pause, he continued, "But I am very curious, even if you diverted the tiger away from the mountain to stumble Zhan Zhao and others, but this Jin The ammunition in the lieutenant's hand—how did you deal with it?"

Yizhimei sighed, took out a cloth bag from her bosom tremblingly, and handed it to the man in the iron mask: "I just stole Jinqian's medicine bag first..."

"Hehehe, you are indeed the best thief in the world. The ability to steal people and medicine is really the best in the world!" The man in the iron mask smiled as he took the bag, and his thin white fingers groped for a long time at the mouth of the bag before he was careful. Putting it into his arms, he turned his head to Ding Yuehua, and said word by word: "It's just that there are extra young ladies from the Ding family, what should I do?"

Ding Yuehua's almond eyes stared back fiercely.

The man in the iron mask groped and squeezed the knuckles of his left hand with his right hand, and murmured to himself: "Miss Ding, the treasure of the Ding family's heroes—ah, everyone in the world knows that Dingzhuang's power should not be underestimated—" After a pause, he let out another smirk, "It's better not to get into such trouble." Taking a step forward, he bent slightly and stared at Ding Yuehua's face for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "It's such a pity for such a pretty face! "

Speaking of this, the man in the iron mask suddenly turned around and said: "Drag it out and kill it, and burn the bones to ashes to make flower fertilizer!"

Jin Qian turned pale with fright, and stabbed himself on the fence door of the cell, screaming: "Fake face, how dare you!"

As soon as he yelled, he was slapped back into the cell by the man in the iron mask. The warm and viscous substance spewed out from his nose. The two black-clothed attendants stepped forward to unlock and pull open the gate at the same time, dragging Ding Yuehua out.

Ding Yuehua's almond eyes were burning, but his body was limp and his hands and feet were chained, he didn't even have the strength to struggle, he was dragged out like a limp puppet.

A man in black pushed Ding Yuehua to the ground, another follower in black pulled out the steel knife from his waist, raised his hand and chopped off at the top of Ding Yuehua's head.

The cold light flashed, the murderous aura sounded, the moment the knife was raised and dropped, a figure suddenly appeared and slammed into the black-clothed servant holding the knife, and narrowly saved Ding Yuehua's life under the tip of the knife.

"You?!" Ding Yuehua was more surprised than the stunned men in black, staring at his "savior" in disbelief.

Jin Qian's head was almost squeezed out of the prison, and he screamed with all his heart: "Empty God!"What's going on here?

"Yizhimei!" The man in the iron mask gnashed his teeth and shouted, "You're courting death!"

Yizhimei threw herself on Ding Yuehua, straightened half of her body with great effort, and said with a playful smile: "Young master, for the sake of my contribution this time, why don't you reward this young lady of the Ding family?"

"Give it to you?" The man in the iron mask seemed to have heard some joke, and said in a sly voice, "Hehehe, people say that a hero is sad and beautiful. I never thought that you, a thief who can't get on the stage, can't escape this gentle town!"

Yizhimei surrounded Ding Yuehua with one hand, and supported her body with the other, her face was so pale that she could die, but there was still a lazy smile on the corner of her mouth, "I hope you will be successful!"

Ding Yuehua looked at the face that was less than half an inch away from her, her brows were frowned, and her expression was complicated.

"Fulfillment?" The man in the iron mask stopped laughing, took a step forward, and turned his head to look at Yizhimei, "What are you? How dare you negotiate terms with me?"

Yizhimei narrowed her phoenix eyes, her smile disappeared instantly, her sharp eyes shot out, she stopped talking, and just put her hands around Ding Yuehua's chest.

The man in the iron mask sneered twice, and shrugged his shoulders: "You really are tired of working!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand at the black-clothed killer with a knife: "Teach him a lesson! Be careful, don't kill him, it's still useful for me to keep this thief!"

The pair of black-clothed killers commanded and moved at the same time, and they both raised their feet at the same time, kicking down on the crook of Yizhimei's right leg.

"Crack!"

The sound of a bone breaking came from Yizhimei's leg.

Yizhimei trembled violently and let out a muffled grunt, but still firmly protected Ding Yuehua.

Ding Yuehua opened his mouth to prophesy a few times, then held back with red eyes, his limp body trembling uncontrollably.

"What a hero to save the beauty!" The man in the iron mask sneered, "Keep kicking, I want to see how long he can last?"

Following the man in the iron mask's voice, the black-clothed killer raised his feet and landed hard.

a bit!Twice!Three times!

The flames swayed violently, the figures swayed heavily, and the bones cracked one after another, causing echoes in the deep and stuffy cell.

Jin Qian gritted his teeth tightly, his narrow eyes widened, he felt cold from the heart to the soles of his feet, his nails pinched hard on the prison fence, and his body trembled silently.

For, why? !Obviously Yizhimei captured us and Ding Yuehua?Why did you risk your life to come forward to save him at this time?

And look at the fake face's attitude towards Yizhimei... Yizhimei seems to be a chess piece being used...

Gee!

Suddenly, Jin Qian's heart beat violently, and his fingers clenched tightly.

What about Xiao Yi? !Why didn't I see Xiao Yi, and Yizhimei didn't even mention the name "Xiao Yi"? !

Shouldn't it be...

As soon as he thought of this, he heard a "dong" over there, which interrupted Jin Qian's thoughts.

Seeing that Yizhimei finally couldn't bear it anymore, she let go of Ding Yuehua's hands, her body softened, and she fell to the side.

The man in the iron mask snorted coldly, and motioned for the two black-clothed killers to drag Yizhimei aside.

But before meeting Yizhimei, Ding Yuehua suddenly turned around and stepped forward, blocking Yizhimei behind him.

"Oh?" The man in the iron mask rubbed his fingers with great interest, "What's going on now? The beauty saves the hero?"

Ding Yuehua remained silent. Although he couldn't stand up straight, he still stared at the man in the iron mask with steadfast eyes, without any sign of fear.

The man in the iron mask twitched his fingers, and stepped forward suddenly: "Okay, stop the sideshow!" He drew out the broad knife from his waist, "Keep you, it must be a disaster! I'd better kill you clean!"

As he spoke, he pulled his wrist, the steel blade flashed coldly, and slashed at Ding Yuehua's neck for the second time——

"Young master! Can't be killed!"

Suddenly, a voice came from far away in the passage, stopping the steel knife of the man in the iron mask less than half an inch away from the skin of Ding Yuehua's neck.

I saw a tall and thin masked man in black with a torch in his hand, rushing towards the man in the iron mask, and panting, he said: "Young master, young master, the Master Water Envoy is here, I want to see you, young master!"

"Master Water Envoy is here!" The man in the iron mask was obviously surprised in his hoarse voice, he put the steel knife back into the scabbard, turned around and said, "I'm going right away!"

"But young master—" the man in black obviously hesitated, glanced at Yizhimei who had fainted on the ground and Ding Yuehua who was guarding in front, and then at Jin Qian who was in the dark cell, and whispered, "Master Water Envoy I want to see Jinqian, Ding Yuehua, return, and Yizhimei..."

"What?!" The man in the iron mask stopped, turned his head and exclaimed.

The man in black trembled, took two steps back hurriedly, and said anxiously: "Master Shuishi learned from somewhere that the young master has arrested Miss Ding and Jin Qian, and even the matter of Yizhimei..."