After crossing, let yourself go

The man upstairs looked at the street where only two people were standing, and then looked at the blushing face of the man in white and felt that he must get that man today no matter what, so he pressed him hard on the bed.

At this time, a large number of people had surrounded Han Jiu and Song Ruochen.

A servant pointed at Han Jiu and said to the man on horseback, "It was him. He was the one who spoke rudely to Young Master Zhang." He was stunned when he saw the man fainted on the ground, and then hurriedly said, "And he injured Young Master Zhang. Now Young Master Zhang is still unconscious." The ability to speak so easily shows that he is a habitual offender.

The man on the horse frowned. He was very impatient to do this kind of thing. The fainted boy was not worth his even a glance. But today the servant had the token of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, which was really troublesome.

Why mess with the Grand Tutor's grandson? "Come here, take those two people down."

Ah, what a deplorable world this is. Han Jiu said to Song Ruochen, "Don't move, protect yourself." Then he rushed out.

Song Ruochen stepped aside and watched the man in black moving through the crowd. That was his woman, the woman he loved, and he really didn't want her to be in this kind of environment.

He was so angry that veins on his forehead bulged, but he also knew that she had been holding back a rage for days, so he had no choice but to watch her vent it in this way.

He looked up at the window of Tulou coldly. He and Xiaojiu had come out for a walk happily. These people really deserved to die. He stared at the crowd. Although he knew that Hanjiu's martial arts were almost invincible, he was still worried. He didn't want her to get hurt at all.

Mu Jifan was watching from a corner in the distance, and Gao Fei beside him turned pale. He really couldn't imagine that Han Jiu, who had just kissed the man in white with such a gentle look on her face, had become a Shura in the blink of an eye.

Facing Han Jiu's momentum at this moment, he couldn't help but tremble. This man was too scary. Moreover, the prince just said that the man in white also knew martial arts and was only better than the prince.

In Beiming, the number of people who can beat the prince can be counted on one hand, but the man whose martial arts skills are better than the prince's is actually protected by Han Jiu. So what level is Han Jiu's martial arts at?

Mu Jifan had to admit that even though he felt disgusted with Han Jiu because he liked men, he had to admire his martial arts.

He had never admired anyone in his life, and Han Jiu was the first one. He turned to Gao Fei and said, "Please invite Master Su and tell him that the king is looking for him."

Gao Fei was stunned and immediately turned around and ran away.

While the two were talking, Han Jiu had already cleared out everyone in the area, leaving only the man who was riding a horse and threatened to take her down.

She stood among a pile of corpses and looked at the man on the horse calmly without saying a word. She didn't like nonsense at all, and simplicity and roughness had always been her principle.

The man on the horse was shaking like a sieve. In order to show off for Grand Tutor Su's grandson, he had brought two hundred people tonight. However, all of them died in the blink of an eye, killed by one person.

He looked at Han Jiu as if he were a ghost, his body shaking uncontrollably. He screamed "Oh my god!", jumped off the horse and ran away without looking back, shouting "Ghost!" as he ran.

Han Jiu looked with interest at the back of the burly man who was shouting and running, and raised his head to glance up lazily. The two people above were so scared that there was no trace of blood on their faces, as if they were dead.

They wanted to run, but their damn legs were no longer under their control, so they could only sit by the window and watch the devil below looking at them.

Han Jiu grinned sinisterly, and just as he was about to move, he was stopped by a magnetic voice, "Show mercy."

Han Jiu turned his head and looked at the man without saying anything. Now he didn't know which side this man was on.

Mu Jifan walked up to Han Jiu with a gentle smile on his face. "Brother Han Jiu, are you used to living here? I want to go to your house tomorrow to see if there is anything wrong. Brother Han Jiu, please let me know."

Oh, it seems that he is in the same group with me. He threw away the sword that he had drawn from someone's waist and bowed, "Your Highness, I am very grateful for your care."

Ah, as long as you have no hostility towards me, it is too dangerous to deal with you. "No, today's incident is not Brother Hanjiu's fault. I will give you an explanation."

Han Jiu raised his eyes and said, "There's no need to explain. Just don't let me explain."

Mu Jifan looked deeply at the man in front of him and smiled, "Don't worry, Brother Hanjiu." The reason I can stand up to help you today is because I don't want to be against you one day. There are some people whom you know you don't want to be your enemy in this life even if you only meet them once or take a look at them.

"That's great. Han Jiu would like to thank His Majesty. You see, I'm quite dirty. Your Majesty, please see..."

"Brother Han Jiu, please leave first. Come to my house another day." You are really a man who can burn bridges after crossing them. You are quite dirty. I see that only your sword is stained with blood, and there is not a single dirty spot on your body.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Han Jiu turned around and left without hesitation. What a joke. Why would she not leave now when someone has to clean up the mess for her?

Song Ruochen nodded at Mu Jifan and went to meet Han Jiu. "Are you injured?"

"No, those small fish and shrimps are not enough for me to warm up." Han returned to Song Ruochen and became as gentle as usual.

Just as he took a few steps, two black shadows jumped out from above. Han Jiu's eyes flashed with coldness, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a familiar and hurried voice, "Third Young Master, don't make a move. This subordinate is Chang Hao."

He retracted his hand that was about to strike out, and saw Chang Hao and Bing Jian falling in front of him one after another. "Third Master, the master sent me to come and see you, and by the way, tell you that he is waiting for you in Qingse."

Looking at the stumps of limbs behind him, he couldn't help but shudder and said, "The master said... he missed you very much." Chang Hao's face turned pale. This was what his master forced him to say.

Bingjian's eyes kept scanning between the pile of corpses behind him and Han Jiu's body. This man was really merciless. This was what cruelty was.

Suddenly he thought of Dai Ning who was sentenced to death by her master. She was lucky as she had an intact body.

Han Jiu glanced at Chang Hao. He said the word "cyan" so blatantly in the street. Yan Hongzhi was thoughtful. "Hongzhi is here. I'll go see him in a few days and tell him that I miss him too."

Chang Hao and Bing Jian were so excited that they almost cried. You finally said something that would make their master happy, Third Young Master. "Then Chang Hao will leave first." He took out a small black sign and handed it to Han Jiu. "This is the transfer order given to you by the master. It can mobilize all of Qing's killers. On this paper is Qing's address." After that, the two of them disappeared.

Han Jiu put away the small sign, and seeing Song Ruochen's somewhat unnatural expression, he sighed inwardly, reached out his hand and pulled him, interlocking their fingers just like when they came out just now, "Let's go home."

Song Ruochen held Han Jiu's hand tightly. How could he not know Yan Hongzhi's feelings for Han Jiu? He could also see that Han Jiu did have some feelings for Yan Hongzhi as well.

Han Jiu is too sentimental after all, but he can't live without her. Every day of separation feels like a year to him. It's too late for him to let go.

This was my own choice from the beginning. She also said that she wanted to leave me at the beginning, but I refused to let her go. I was the one who said that he could accept it. But now my heart is so blocked.

Thinking of this, Song Ruochen didn't care about worldly matters or what others thought of him. He pulled Han Jiu into his arms, held her face and kissed her.