Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

The soft sword flying in Leng Yetong's hands, rolling up the white snow on the ground, moves like a fairy dancing, the sword in his hand is like an aura, exuding a soft white light, like the plum picking, the dusty and elegant black man swirls around, The action is extremely fast, and a few blood marks are drawn on the necks of several black men in the vicinity, and the spinning body is like dancing a blood-stained dance.

The rest of the people in black first saw the situation for a while, leaving only a few people to delay Duan Ying and others, and then the tacit attack came towards Leng Yetong. A sneer was drawn on the corner of the mouth, standing like Ao Mei, waiting for them to come, the sword was lifted, the white light on the sword was more intense, and the sword turned, and the sword gas continued to attack her unexpectedly with the rotating body. The people in black approached, even though they were aware of the danger, but some people still could not dodge it. Jianqi cut it off and cut it through their bodies, seriously hurting the people behind.

"Go!" The leader of the man in black saw that the situation was not good, and howled loudly, and the remaining man in black evacuated in an orderly manner.

"You don't have to chase, you can't catch up, you can't ask anything after you catch up." Duan Ying tried to chase, but was stopped by Leng Yetong, staying, and the sun reflected the dazzling light when it hit something on the ground . Leng Yetong stepped forward, leaned over, picked up the gold medal on the body of the man in black, put it in his hand, carefully looked at the totem above, and frowned slightly.

"Shi Jun, are you okay?" Looking at the death and injuries on his side, Duan Ying also gave up his intention to catch up and walked quickly to Leng Yetong, asking with concern when he touched the gold medal in her hand. There was a stun in his eyes, exclaimed, "It is Shadow Order, the exclusive token of Shadow Army."

"Everyone has a piece on them, you can take them all together, maybe it will be useful in the future." Leng Yetong throws the gold medal in his hand to Duan Ying, said indifferently, went into the carriage, said, "Look at A few people are still alive, and those who are able to leave will continue to return to King ’s Palace in Jinan. Those who are unable to leave will find a car to take them back, and organize the list of dead people. . "

"Yes, the lord." Duan Ying took the lead and was shocked. He did not expect that the lord would treat these dead people so kindly. To put it bluntly, like these people, he is the lord of the lord and can give his own Life, that's my honor, no one has ever cared about them, there is a trace of warmth in my heart. But at the same time looking at the dead man in the ground, there was also a doubt in his heart. They did not kill a man in black and they were easily beheaded by this seemingly weak county man. There are martial arts that she just exhibited. That kind of fierce sword power cannot be gathered by ordinary people. How high is the martial art of this county master?

"Go." The injured person was placed on a carriage with contents, leaving only a few people to clean up the dead person's body and verify his identity. Duan Ying collected all the tokens of the Shadow Army, jumped on the horse, and walked in front to open the carriage. No one dared to relax their vigilance this time, everyone was tense, for fear of another assassination, and everyone ’s nerves were severely strained along the way, except for Leng Yetong. When the lions appeared before their eyes, their nerves relaxed.