MTL - Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Wolf Boss-Chapter 1000 Ancient farmhouses became rich 38

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"Miss, get down!" Mo Zhu whispered and stretched out Xia Yichu, and the two lay down together under the seat.

The first arrow was like a signal. Immediately after, countless arrows shot in from all directions. If it weren't for the two already lying on their backs at this moment, I am afraid they would have been shot as hedgehogs.

Neither of them acted lightly. At this time, if someone outside noticed that there was motion, the arrows were everywhere and everyone had to die.

Mo Zhu had already taken out the weapon on his waist, and Xia Yichu also appeared a long whip in his hand.

Until the arrows outside stopped, Xia Yichu and Mo Zhu both heard footsteps approaching.

Until the other party wanted to lift the curtain from the outside, Mo Zhu jumped from the spot and stabbed a sword directly.

She moved quickly, and the outsiders must have thought that the two weak women in the car had been shot dead, but she was completely unprepared and directly let Mo Zhu's sword pierce his left chest.

Mo Zhu pumped the **** sword and kicked him off the carriage.

The black people outside looked at Mozhu and they were not dead yet. "Kill them!" The black man's leader gave an order, and more than a dozen black people held long swords and surrounded the entire carriage.

Mo Zhu and Xia Yichu jumped off the carriage and slaughtered with these men in black.

Xia Yichu didn't carry a weapon on her body. In fact, she took the whip out of the system.

The men in black are not the guards that Xia Yichu met in Fuhua County's main house just now. These men in black are much better than the guards. They are well-trained in movements and have a strong sense of killing on their bodies. The **** blood on the blade.

This is the professional killer or the dark guard.

After staying in this world for three years, Xia Yichu had already cultivated his body to the strongest state early, and Mo Zhu was picked by Ji Han from his dark guard, let alone kung fu.

However, the only disadvantage is that the opponent has an advantage in number.

After Mo Zhu fought with them for a few strokes, he took the opportunity to retreat to Xia Yichu, and whispered to Xia Yichu, saying, "Miss, slavery will hold them back, you run first."

"It's okay, just these people, we can still solve it." Xia Yichu said softly, coping with the attacks of these men in black, calmly.

If there are only two people, in fact, it is still not possible, but Xia Yichu has a system, then there is nothing wrong.

Xia Yichu exchanged a pack of poison powder out of the system. Instead of holding the poison powder in her hand, she let the system directly sprinkle these people in the direction of the wind.

System works, foolproof.

Almost when Xia Yichu's whip was swinging at the other side, the system's poison powder also drifted into the man's nose and mouth.

With the cooperation of the two, one after the other in black was laid to the ground.

The system gradually became playful, while waving poison powder, while still calling in Xia Yichu's mind:

"Hi! This is too weak!"

"Ha ha ha ha, this is awesome, but I still can't escape the palm of this system!"

"Host, hit the left, hit the left!"

"Well, this killer on the right is so handsome! I'm Yan Kongyi, I can't bear to do anything!"

"La la la la, it's time to do it ~~~"

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After all the people in black were fallen to the ground, the system was still a little bit unwilling, and said to Xia Yichu: "Host, these people are simply too weak to bear any frustration."

Mo Zhu didn't know the existence of the system, she just realized that after dealing with two or three people in black, she turned around and found that all the remaining people in black were put down by Xia Yichu.

Thinking of what I said before, Mozhu blushed slightly.

Those black people who have been poisoned with powder, if there is no antidote here, they can't wake up.

Xia Yichu looked at the surrounding environment, it seemed that he had come to a certain suburb.

The coachman should have been bought. When Xia Yichu and Mo Zhu jumped out of the carriage just now, they did not see him.

At this time, some people rushed on horseback not far away, and Mo Zhu blocked in front of Xia Yichu. After seeing who the other party was, Mo Zhu said happily: "Miss, it is the seventh prince. . "

The person who came was Ji Han. When he was near, Ji Han jumped down immediately, ran to Xia Yichu's body, and looked him up and down: "Atao, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Xia Yichu shook his head.

She did seem very safe.

Ji Han put his heart down, and his eyes fell on those men in black lying on the ground. Xia Yichu noticed his eyes and said, "Most of these men in black have been prescribed by me. Without antidote, they wake up. Not coming."

"Um." Ji Han nodded, his eyes fell on these people, his eyes were dark, and his eyebrows were cold. He said, "Let these people take care of me. I will never let the murderer behind."

"I believe you." Xia Yichu smiled, raised his hand and touched Ji Han's eyebrows.

Ji Han froze slightly, eyes widened, and looked at her with a stupid expression.

Did she know that she was very close to her actions now?

Ji Han grabbed Xia Yichu's hand and looked a little excited: "A peach, I ..."

"I am pleased with you." Xia Yichu opened his eyes and looked at him, and said what he wanted to say one step ahead.

Even if Xia Yichu knew that there would be no danger if she had a system, she couldn't help but regret it. There are so many natural disasters in the world. Who knows if this meeting will be the last time in this life.

Saying that you want to take the initiative, but never did it.

Ji Han did not expect that the surprise came so suddenly. When Xia Yichu was assassinated just from the lower population, he was all cold, and now she brought him into the warm spring with a word.

"I am also pleased with you." Ji Han was so excited that he responded to Xia Yichu's confession a long time later.

He was almost religious, and Xia Yichu was tightly in his arms.

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[After many years, Ji Han told his son and daughter: That year, your mother confessed to me as a group of people ...]