Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

The black shadow was a young man wearing a golden crown and a navy blue robe with wide sleeves embroidered with gold. He was tall, handsome, upright and steady.

He was very skilled and his moves were fierce. After just a few moves, he hit Yun Weishan's right shoulder hard with a palm.

While Yun Weishan was being pushed back by the internal force, he suddenly stepped forward and swept his leg across!

The long leg hit Yun Weishan's left waist with a sound of breaking through the air, kicking him straight out and hitting him heavily against the stone wall.

The collision was so strong that Yun Weishan screamed and rolled to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth.

Her body was weak and she could not get up. She could only stare unwillingly at the young man who had regained his composure. Then she tilted her head and fainted.

"Take him away." the man ordered.

Two guards came out from the group he brought with him and dragged Yun Weishan away.

Jin Fan sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully, "Young Master."

"Where's Ziyu?"

"Over there." Jin Fan pointed to him, "The bride lying on the ground is also a Wufeng assassin. She just held Master Yu hostage and threatened Master Zheng to exchange the antidote. She was subdued by Miss Zheng Er."

If he hadn't been distracted by the movement over there, he wouldn't have had to fight with Yun Weishan for so long.

Jin Fan thought for a moment and reminded Gong Huanyu, "Young Master, the assassin you just captured, although she was holding a golden hairpin, was using the Qingfeng Sword. Moreover, she knew all nine styles of Qingfeng and was very proficient in them. Considering her age, she must have started practicing since she was young. Even the direct disciples of the Qingfeng Sect cannot learn so many skills. Her relationship with the leader of the Qingfeng Sect must be unusual."

Ten years ago, the leader of Qingfeng Sect, Dianzhu, colluded with Wufeng to massacre the Gushan Sect because his junior sister Zhuomei violated the sect rules and fell in love with a disciple of Gushan Sect. Afterwards, Dianzhu led the Qingfeng Sect to join Wufeng.

"Okay, I understand." Gong Huanyu nodded, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

He glanced at the three people who were still standing there talking, and then glanced at the bride candidates who had fainted around the secret passage. He frowned and asked Jin Fan, "Who is the bride talking to Zi Yu and Yuan Zheng over there?"

"It's Miss Zheng Er."

"It's her." Gong Huanyu's face showed understanding, but his eyes were dark and dark: "What about the other brides? Why do I see that except for Miss Zheng Er, no one is sober?"

Jin Fan was stunned, thinking that this sounded a bit strange, but he didn't think about it and told the truth: "Not long after Master Zheng used the poison, the brides stopped moving. They probably fainted. Miss Zheng Er has strong internal strength, so Master Zheng's poison doesn't seem to work on her."

Gong Huanyu was slightly startled, and the signature warm smile on his face froze for a moment.

He stared at Gong Ziyu and Gong Yuanzheng, who had their backs to him, and Zhang Xueming, whose body was mostly blocked by the two of them, for a few seconds with deep eyes.

Afterwards, Gong Huanyu waved to the remaining guards and told them that one of them would go to the female guest courtyard to inform Madam Fu to send a maid to receive the bride for selection, and the other three would follow him to Gong Ziyu to take the other Edgeless Assassin to the dungeon.

Zhang Xueming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gong Huanyu and Jin Fan finish the fight and finally bring their men over here.

Before this, she had secretly used a gas collector to collect a lot of mixed smoke and compressed it into green bean-sized pills.

When she knocked Cheng Angyun down, she stuffed a pill into Cheng Angyun's bun, and later she would stuff another pill into Gong Ziyu's waist belt.

When the pills come into contact with the air, they vaporize very quickly and leave no trace.

Cheng Angyun's bullet was slightly blocked by her thick hair, so Gong Yuanzheng was successfully hit.

Jin Fan and Gong Huanyu will be able to taste Gong Ziyu's pie soon, and the three guards who followed will also be lucky enough to have a share.

The main focus is to treat everyone equally and share good things with everyone.

Really? Good stuff.

It was definitely not because the palace senior officials did something too ridiculous that annoyed her. She felt that she should overturn the table a little and let them collectively feel the unexpected charm.

Zhang Xueming silently calculated the time and waited quietly for the opportunity.

Gong Yuanzheng was unhappy because she didn't say anything.

It's funny, he was the one who poisoned the thing in the first place, and therefore he had no idea that the thing he handed over would change its nature in just a few seconds and trap him in as well.

At this moment, his rationality had already run away from home, but he was completely unaware that his current state was not right. He pouted and moved over, grabbing one of Zhang Xueming's sleeves and shaking it, like a child who was afraid of being alone, and unhappily asked the friend he had finally found: "What are you thinking about? Why are you ignoring me?"

Feeling his vision a little blurry, he raised his hand to rub his eyes, until the whites of his eyes turned red, while his other hand was still tightly grasping Zhang Xueming's sleeve.

Later, even his memory was a little confused, but he could still argue with her: "What husband are you talking about? Who do you like? You were so close to Gong Ziyu just now, could it be that you like him? I tell you, I won't allow it! My brother asked me to take care of you, I won't allow you to like Gong Ziyu!"

Even though he knew that this fool was just out of his mind and couldn't control his mouth, and would be particularly obsessed with something he hadn't done recently before he lost consciousness, Zhang Xueming still couldn't help but raise his eyes and glared at him: "You little bastard, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for beating you up! I have a friendship with Mr. Gong Er, but that doesn't mean I have a friendship with you!"

Gong Yuanzheng had never seen many women in his life, let alone one who was the same age as him and so beautiful.

Being glared at and looked at fiercely by Zhang Xueming like that, it seemed as if he had really become a bad guy.

But Zhang Xueming was clearly the person his brother had told him to take good care of, so she should have been close to him and ignored Gong Ziyu.

Zhang Xueming did something that made him unhappy, so why did he feel justified in glaring at him, being mean to him, and threatening him?

Gong Yuanzheng was confused and couldn't think of any way to make her not angry. He felt sad and aggrieved.

He looked at Zhang Xueming, watching this stunning girl gradually change from anger to displeasure, and then to expressionless with cold eyes.

Gong Yuanzheng pursed his lips and spoke in an unskilled manner: "I was wrong..."

Zhang Xueming's expression froze, as his friends who were trying the medicine were about to arrive.

She lightly shook her sleeves, and a gentle inner force subtly shook off Gong Yuanzheng's hand that was holding her sleeve. She quickly stepped forward, passed him, looked up at Gong Ziyu's dazed eyes, and "anxiously" stretched out her right hand and waved it in front of Gong Ziyu's eyes: "Master Yu? Master Yu? Master Yu, what's wrong with you?"

He quietly flexed his left hand and released a stream of energy that hit the acupuncture point under Gong Ziyu's right knee.

Gong Ziyu's legs went limp and he leaned to the right and fell towards Zhang Xueming.

Zhang Xueming supported Gong Ziyu, and with a flick of his finger, he quickly stuffed a dark yellow pill into Gong Ziyu's gorgeous waist belt, and then called out to Gong Yuanzheng loudly: "Palace Master Zheng, come and see what happened to Master Yu!"

Jin Fan and Gong Huanyu saw something was wrong and quickly jumped over.

They were almost there when they suddenly saw Zhang Xueming shaking her head vigorously and her body began to sway and become unstable. Gong Yuanzheng, who was trying to pull her over with red eyes, was also staggering and looked like he would fall down at any time.

The two were shocked and rushed over to support Gong Ziyu on both sides, only to find that his eyes were closed and he had fallen into a coma.

Gong Huanyu turned around to ask Gong Yuanzheng what happened, but saw Zhang Xueming sitting on the ground, with the hem of her bright red wedding dress spread out on the cold bluestone slabs.

She supported herself on the ground with her hands, raised her legs, and rested her forehead on her knees, mumbling to herself, turning over and over: "Am I first? Did I get first place? What is the reward for first place?"

Gong Yuanzheng, with hazy eyes, untied his thick black cloak and covered Zhang Xueming's head with it. He then sat down next to her, pressing down the hem of her skirt.

He leaned on Zhang Xueming, putting all his weight on her. He put both hands on her, one hand tightly grasped Zhang Xueming's left palm, interlocking their fingers, and the other hand firmly clasped her left wrist. He closed his eyes and mumbled incoherently, repeating over and over again: "I don't care, you can only play with me, I don't allow you to play with Gong Ziyu..."

Obviously, he had been hit and was already unconscious.