V2.Chapter 89

Qin Ya's face suddenly tightened, and her steps did not move at all. "Princess, this yard is full of his people. If we leave, what will you do?"

Qin Lin can't speak, but he is also anxious and sweating. He is constantly gesticulating in his hands, which roughly means the same as Qin ya.

The village head and the rest of the villagers are all pale, but their eyes are full of worry. When they hear Qin Ya's words, they can't say what they want.

"I'll be fine. Take them out and protect them. Don't let people in. Qin Lin, Qin ya, you can't do martial arts. It's useless to stay. Come on, don't delay The eyebrows and eyes on the stranger were not moved, but his voice was slightly heavy. "This is the identity of this princess."

Moshanghua seldom claims to be his own princess. Generally speaking, he is angry. Although Qin Lin and Qin Ya are worried, he still has to take his bodyguards and protect the people to go down and guard outside.

The stranger flower this just coldly looked at Zhang Xu, the cold air in the eyes overflowed, all around her, as if the essence of frost, she looked at Zhang Xu, word by word: "I'm asking you again, whether to put people."

Zhang Xu had suffered a lot of losses on the street, and had already hated her. At this time, she was not afraid at all. She sneered, "you don't want me to do this. You don't think the identity of this princess can frighten people? It's a real laugh. "

After a pause, his voice turned abruptly, and the flesh did not smile: "however, it is not easy to save these Dalits. You immediately set fire to your granary, and I will immediately release them."

Not surprised, she opened her lips without hesitation. "I can't burn the granary, but people, you must let them go. I promise you, if you let people go now, I will give you a way to live."

While speaking, a few silver needles have been clamped between the white fingers.

Zhang Wan's face was gloomy for a few seconds, but there was no answer. But the Buddha had already seen through her skill and sneered and said, "little bitch, you'd better put away the silver needle in your hand, or I'll kill them immediately!"

After the words fell, the sword in his hand drew closer to the woman's neck, and a very thin bloodstain suddenly appeared between the tender neck.

The pain of the woman's face more and more pale, frightened and afraid, can not help but cry, crying, crying for help from the flowers on the stranger.

On the street flower heart a sink, in the eye passed a bit of surprise color, and soon was replaced by a few points of killing intention, but eventually returned to calm, the silver needle in her hand was also collected by her.

She raised her eyes and coagulated Zhang vain, and her voice was calm and contained a certain degree of certainty. "You dare not, I said, if the people here have half a difference, you can't escape."

Zhang Xu's face suddenly turned blue, so calm that he could not help but feel chilly in his heart.

After a long time, he bit his teeth and said, "this is what you said. I'll show you!"

Said, he then turned to look at a subordinate beside him, cold voice way: "now will tie you to kill."

The man answered, and the dagger in his hand was about to fall. Suddenly, the locked wooden door was smashed open by a "Peng". Then dozens of armed guards rushed in and quickly surrounded Zhang Xu and others.

Looking out of the wide open wooden door, Yan Beicheng came into the room without any expression. He had a close look at the depth of his icy eyes, and there was also a subtle sense of killing hidden in his eyes.