Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

Qin Huai came to the temple with his wife to offer incense, because the wife and the abbot had been delayed for a long time in teaching the scriptures, and they had to rest in the temple.

But I never thought that there was an assassination after midnight.

There were not many guards guarding outside, and most of them were splattered with blood on the spot after the desperate struggle.

Qin Huai also had a lot of blood splattered on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was an assassin or a guard.

Some of the ordinary guards of the Duke Yong's mansion died, and the guards surnamed Chi also died and were seriously injured.

Chi Jia desperately defended Qin Huai, he had already been stabbed in the stomach, and the stab on the leg was deep into the bone.

"Young Master, go!" The other party came prepared and aggressive. No matter how powerful Chijia was in martial arts, he couldn't resist the many masters sent by the other party.

Qin Huai didn't move, his hands tucked into his sleeves, each holding a dagger.

If he retreats at this time, the other party will definitely not stay in his hands to deal with the red armor.

He found out that the other party didn't want his life.

As long as he was still behind Chi Jia, those assassins would have room to spare.

"Where can I go?" Qin Huai's eyes were calm, and even in the candlelight of the night, those eyes were so quiet that it made people tremble.

Not like a 7 year old at all.

But he would never accept being captured, no matter who was behind the other side.

Chi Jia turned around by chance and saw Qin Huai like that, and his heart slammed.

He hadn't seen him like that for a long time.

"Young master, go find your wife!" Chi Jia swung the assassin in front of him with a sword, turned his head and shouted at Qin Huai, "Young master, please! My subordinates, please!"

He didn't know that the young master was actually protecting him by staying here.

But his mission is to protect the son with his life.

The three assassins who besieged Chijia, seeing that they could not attack for a long time, began to feel anxious in their hearts, and the movements in their hands became more and more ruthless.

After a while, Chi Jia's shoulders and arms were injured, and his movements became more and more stagnant.

Another assassin quietly approached from the dark, trying to catch Qin Huai while Chi Jia was unprepared.

At this moment, someone opened a big hole in the roof, and someone fell from the sky.

"Shu Zier dare!" As soon as the voice fell, the person who came was carrying a big knife in his hand, and the fog was so foggy.

With three hits and two hits, all the assassins were forced out.

There was even an assassin whose legs were cut off and smashed directly in front of Qin Huai.

The man carried the big knife on his shoulder, laughed loudly, and said in a particularly arrogant tone: "Just you few crooked melons and jujubes, you also want to fight with grandpa? Go back and eat milk!"

Looking back again, I saw a thoughtful feeling.

The man's face changed, and he turned into a flattering: "Little son, aren't you scared?"

Qin Huai didn't say a word, and without blinking his eyes, he stepped over the bloody thigh.

Glancing at Chi Jia, he walked straight out.

Chi Jia gritted his teeth, covered his arms, and followed with a lame leg.

More people rushed in from the outside and held all the assassins.

It was the reinforcements who had been stationed at the foot of the mountain.

A group of people came to visit Qin Huai, and another group of people hurried to the meditation room where the lady was.

"Madam, are you alright? My subordinates are late, please punish me, Madam!" A group of people knelt down outside the meditation room.

After a while, the door of the meditation room was opened.

A maid hurried to Qin Huai and whispered, "Little Young Master, Madam has a request."

Qin Huai was unmoved.

"Madam is injured." The maid used her inner strength to lower her voice so that only Qin Huai could hear it.

Qin Huai tightened his hand on the dagger and walked in with the red armor.

The maid wanted to stop Chi Jia, but when she thought of Qin Huai's personality, she didn't say anything.

Madam was injured, and the injury was not serious. An arrow was stuck on her chest, and a large area of ​​blood stained her clothes.

Even in the dark, she could be seen pale.

Breathing is heavy, even uneven.

It looks like it's coming to an end.

"Huai'er...you come." Madam waved to Qin Huai with great difficulty.