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Chapter 841 Chapter 841: What About Killing You? (Eight)

"Mr--"

As soon as Yuan Mian heard the movement, she quickly jumped into the compartment and found that Cheng Jing was wearing a jacket and huddled in pain.

"Mr!"

"Don't, don't be vocal—"

Cheng Jing's breathing severely interrupted the original punch, and it didn't take a moment for him to sweat on his forehead, sliding along the cheeks and neck into the collarbone.

Yuan Chong didn't dare to disobey Cheng Jing. He felt panic, turned around and got out of the car, and he would hear the guards who heard the movement coming.

"Play all vigils, don't let go of any suspicious person!"

After doing this, he returned to the compartment in a hurry.

At this time, Cheng Jing had barely resumed the kneeling posture, but his face was still very pale.

"Sir, what happened?" Yuan Chong half-knelt on the ground, anxious to step forward to help Cheng Jing's body shake, but Cheng Jing was pushed away by his hand as soon as his hand reached in front of the other person. Found that the right hand was covered with a large black mark, "Sir!"

Cheng Jing's face turned red, his breath was heavy once, and his cheeks bulged slightly because of the force. He looked very painful.

"Nothing ..." Pushing away the original charge, Cheng Jing slowed down for a while before pressing down the kind of painful pain in the heart, and the fine bloodshot covering the eyes gradually faded away. "Hengshu, you ... you just now When you come in ... but ... you see something suspicious ... "

Cheng Jing had difficulty speaking, and he had to breathe heavily when he said two words. Even if he said it out, he was a little vague.

Yuan Chong saw Cheng Jing like this.

He looked around in a panic, rummaged through the memory just now, and did not see the "suspicious character" in Cheng Jing's mouth at all.

Only one or two breaths passed after Cheng Jing called his name until he rushed into the compartment.

Such a short interval, unless it is a demon ghost, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to fly away from under his eyelids.

"No, the general has just watched outside and has not seen any suspicious figures ..."

Having said this, Yuan Chong saw Cheng Jing's saber sword lying beside him, and the sword body was stained with Yu Wengang's blood.

"Sir is hurt?"

No wonder Cheng Jing behaved so painfully!

Cheng Jing raised his right hand, and the wide sleeve slid down to his elbows, exposing most of his fair arms.

Yuan Chong looked intently at Cheng Jing's arm, and his scalp was immediately numb!

I saw a mass of thick ink that was creeping and fainting in Cheng Jing's arm. At first it was only a small piece, and then it became a large piece!

Where has he seen such a fantasy scene?

"This, this ... sir ... is it a sir wounded sir?"

Yuan Chong was so anxious that his cheeks were congested, but his back was swollen with cold and thick sweat.

Cheng Jingdao said, "The child doesn't speak strangely and confuses his mind ... I must say nonsense. If it is a demon, how can I be easily injured?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the saber sitting aside, his sharp blade still had dark blood.

Yuan Chong was stunned, and there was a slight change in Cheng Jing's eyes.

The literati learned the six arts of gentlemen, etiquette, music, shooting, imperialism, books, and numbers. For them, the sword was more ornamental than practical.

For literati, the meaning of sabre is the same as jewelry for women.

However, this does not mean that they cannot fight. In fact, those literati who can surf the outside are all capable of writing.

You can't win the generals, but it's okay to deal with a few ordinary people.

Yuan Chong calmed his mind and asked, "Where is your sir uncomfortable now?"

"It hurts a bit, but it doesn't hurt ... The assassin was stabbed by me, and you let people look for it along the blood ..."

Cheng Jing raised his hand to pull down the sleeve, covering the ugly and dark and strange mark.

Recalling the fat powdery fragrance just before, the woman who had seen in the day appeared in his mind, a little more vigilant under his heart.

"That gentleman's hand ... Would you like to have a look?"

Yuan Chong saw Cheng Jing's reaction calm, and the vine-like madness of the inner vine was also reduced.

People who can be injured by Cheng Jing cannot naturally be monsters. Since they are not monsters, there is no need to be afraid.

Maybe there is a traitor in the middle of the team. The two should be combined inside and outside, so that Yuan Chong did not find suspicious characters in the panic?

"Not for now." Cheng Jing looked serious and waved his hands weakly. "The man will come back and step up his night watching efforts."

Cheng Jing was injured under his eyelids, which was a shame to Yuan Chong.

But it cannot be repeated, the same thing cannot happen again!

Yuan Chongzhen said forcefully, "Yes, sir, rest assured. The end will be strictly guarded against death and will not let go of any suspicious characters."

This night was doomed to be uneven, Yuan Chong did not dare to sleep, and other guards did not dare to relax their vigilance.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Jing was distressed and couldn't help squinting.

On weekdays, Cheng Jing never dreamed until dawn, but today is different, dreams one after another.

Rather than dreams, it is better to remember the memories of childhood, adolescence, and youth. Most of them are memories with deep memories.

It's just ... Cheng Jing thinks the dream is a little strange, and there is an unknown person beside him for no reason!

Who is this person?

Cheng Jing in his dream was suspicious.

Viewing her figure, she should be a woman.

The fragrant wind lingers around, swaying and swaying.

There was a chirping sound in my ears--

[She is your protagonist, your benefactor, your best friend ... you must not betray]

Cheng Jing was asleep, but his brows were still tightly locked, constantly resisting the voice inside.

【nonsense! 】

After the cabin was filled with dim light, Cheng Jing just woke up slowly, and the five senses gradually returned to himself.

He was about to get up and had a split head.

"Hengshu ..." He called, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted in the next second. Yuan Chong stooped in, "Is there any news?"

Yuan Chong knew what Cheng Jing was asking, and he was ashamed and authentic, "The end will be ashamed and gain something."

"No more, take a break and continue on."

Cheng Jing frowned, rubbed his temples subconsciously with his fingers, and said dumbly, "Done this earlier, so as not to let the Lord wait for a long time."

[She is your protagonist, your benefactor, your best friend ... you must not betray]

Not only in dreams, even if he was awake, the voice rang like a ghost in his ears.

Cheng Jing didn't tell Yuan Chong about these details, but instead stared at the mark on his right hand, his eyes were a little bit fierce.

In another place, the man who was stabbed by Cheng Jing was also anxious.

Because Cheng Jing is a literati, Sabre has been hanging around her waist all year round, and she never neglected. She did not expect Cheng Jing to be so alert, so she gave her a sword. Fortunately, she had a system to carry her space and escape Otherwise, it will really be arrested.

"System, should the Faithfulness be entered already?"

The system said, "The seed printing succeeded, but Cheng Jing was tough and cautious, and the faithful talisman could not work immediately, but only slowly."

Ordinary people have insufficient judgment and are easily deceived by deceit. [Loyalty Talisman] is usually used immediately when they are applied to them.

When it comes to guys with high IQs, the success rate of Chinese symbols has plummeted, less than half.

Because [Loyalty Amulet] the core mechanism is to "deceive and deceive" and confuse the memory of the target.

_ (: з 」∠) _ Yesterday was too tired, and my spirit was a bit poor, so I did n’t make sure to update the floor.

(End of this chapter)