Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

Tu Shanjing fell to the ground, holding his ice blade horizontally, and said warily: "It's you!"

Mr. Tan laughed and took off his black gown. He also took off the cotton-padded jacket underneath, revealing another set of white tights. He had a tall and thin figure.

Mr. Tan smiled and said, "It's me. But I'm curious. We've never met face to face. How did you recognize me?"

Tu Shanjing's eyes followed his movements and he said, "Although you are in disguise, your neck and the back of your head cannot be changed. I recognized you when I saw you turn your head and look outside. After all, I chased you twice. The first time was at night, so I might not have seen you clearly. The second time was during the day, and it was only a few hours ago. Are you so confident that I can't recognize you?"

Master Tan put away his sword and laughed loudly: "Good! Good! You are worthy of being the Master of Qingqiu! You are really smart and live up to your reputation!"

Tu Shanjing saw that he had put away his weapon, but he did not relax at all. He still held up the ice blade and asked, "So what are you doing here? Who is behind you?"

Young Master Fan stood up and asked curiously, "Young Master Qingqiu, Young Master Tan, what are you talking about here? Why can't I understand anything?"

Mr. Tan didn't answer or look at him, he just smiled and said, "You'll know in a while." After that, he looked at Tu Shanjing quietly.

I just felt something strange, but I saw Tu Shanjing's ice blade suddenly fall from his hand, and he fell down holding his abdomen. My heart was shocked, my scalp was numb, and without thinking, I pulled the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles and shot it at Mr. Tan.

Master Tan reached out and grabbed the zither player at his feet, blocking him in front of him. The silver needles shot out like a torrential rain, all piercing the zither player's body.

The musician only had time to utter "Xiaohong..." before his head tilted and black blood flowed from his nose and mouth. He could no longer move.

I ran over, half-knelt down to support Tu Shanjing, and asked in a trembling voice, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Tu Shanjing frowned, his eyes dark, and whispered, "My spiritual power is gone, and my limbs are powerless. Don't worry about me, look at the enemy first."

I looked up and saw Master Tan half sitting and half lying on the chair behind him, still holding the zither player in his hand, staring at us intently.

While I was on guard against him, I called out, "Changbao, come and help me carry the young master back."

"Girl, I can't move either." Changbao's apologetic voice sounded from behind.

I didn't dare to look back. I put Tu Shanjing's arm around my neck and used the strength of my body to lift him up. I asked, "Changbao, you have no strength left?"

Changbao sighed and replied, "That's right."

I supported Tu Shanjing with my side. Although he was thin, he was a man after all, and still had some weight. The pressure from him made it difficult for me to move.

There was a weird atmosphere in the room. Xiaohong had fainted from blood loss, and the bloody smell of the musician was drilling into my nose. I turned around bravely and saw Changbao sitting down at the table. Rou'er and Xiaotao were also lying on the ground, one far away and one close to them. They kept blinking with terrified faces, as if they didn't even have the strength to call for help or cry, and just let the tears of fear flow freely to the ground.

For a moment, the room was very quiet, with only the sound of each other's breathing.

No one was walking around, or at least no one except me could move freely.

"It seems that our Miss Lanxiang is really gifted. She can still struggle to death at this moment." Tushan Hou collapsed on the chair, but still did not forget to make sarcastic remarks.

"She just didn't use her spiritual power. Once she uses it, she would be the same as you in no time." Master Tan said behind the zither player.

"Then you can rest assured. Although she has spiritual power, she has long forgotten how to use it!" Tushan Hou rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Tan, what are you doing? Did you poison us? And then you drink a glass yourself? Get rid of it quickly! We can discuss anything!" Mr. Fan slumped in his chair, but he still had the strength to speak.

"Aduan, why don't you come down and deal with her? The person on me is seriously ill and the blood is all over me!" Master Tan still did not answer, but just raised his head slightly and said to the ceiling.

My hair stood on end when I heard the name.

With a loud bang, a big hole appeared in the roof and a person was thrown to the ground with messy hair and blood on his body. It was You who had fainted.

Another man jumped down lightly, also in a white suit and with a scarf on his face, but I recognized his features, he was Gui Fangduan, the killer.

He clapped his hands, stirring up a cloud of dust, and said with a smile: "Brother Qian, don't you usually get enough blood? Why are you so particular now? I'm just waiting for the poison to dissipate before I come down!"

Tu Shan Hou's eyes widened as he asked, "Are you Gui Fang Qian?!"

Mr. Tan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Mr. Tushan, you are so polite. It is me."

Young Master Fan's eyes almost popped out of his head with fright. His mouth made a hoarse sound and he spoke after a long while: "Tan... Young Master Guifang, I treat you very well on weekdays! You can't repay kindness with hatred!"

Gui Fangqian finally replied: "What are you afraid of? I'm not here to kill you."

Master Fan was obviously relieved, but then he shouted again: "You can't kill the Tushan family here! This... I can't afford it! I just wanted to invite them to dinner and drinks!"

Gui Fangqian didn't waste any more time talking to him. He just frowned and shouted, "A Duan! What are you dithering about? Why don't you just do it?!"

I protected Tu Shan Jing behind me and watched Gui Fangduan take two steps forward. His shadow covered Tu Shan Jing and me.

"Don't even think about touching him! If you hurt him, I will make you pay back a hundred or a thousand times! The Tushan family will also gather the whole family's strength to hunt you down everywhere. Although you have strong spiritual power, you cannot defeat the large number of people, nor can you defeat the long-term bounty. Whoever pays to hire you, our Tushan family will pay ten times!" Sweat oozes from my palms, but I still force myself to remain calm and look up to confront Gui Fangduan.

Gui Fangduan took off his scarf, folded it and put it in his arms, then laughed and said, "You are like a cat with its fur standing on end, howling non-stop. I said that if I could spare your life, I would, and it still counts now."

I stared at him and said, "Then thank you first! I'm talking about my young master, Master Qingqiu."

Gui Fangqian was a little anxious, and shouted angrily: "A Duan! What are you doing with a maid named Mo Ji? Kill her if you want!"

I felt Tu Shanjing's hand beside me move slightly, as if he was about to raise it, but it only moved a little and it was difficult to lift it again.

I looked at him and saw that his eyes were as black as ink, his eyes were as sharp as swords, and there were bloodshot in his eyes. He was looking at me with compassion. That look seemed to be reluctant, unwilling, and more importantly, anxious.

Ignoring all etiquette, I grabbed his firm hand under my sleeve and squeezed it tightly.

I am here.

I am here.