The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

The advantage of financial independence is that you can eat wherever you want without having to think too much.

However, this kind of independent choice has both advantages and disadvantages, because at least when eating in the palace, one should not feel the murderous aura, but here in Deyue Tower, Yang Qianqian felt it.

Well, when she saw the man opposite her who was wearing a cloak like her, she felt a chilling aura, and it seemed as if she saw a blazing fire behind the man.

What a classic fusion scene of ice and fire, but Yang Qianqian didn’t have much energy to appreciate it.

Uh, the man's cloak is a different color from hers, it's black. In many novels and TV shows, killers seem to be dressed like this.

Does this mean that the person wearing black must be a killer?

"Miss, sir, I'm sorry, our shop has been booked by this young man, so we can't do business with you two. Sorry, sorry!" The waiter ran out hurriedly, smiling and looking embarrassed.

Yang Qianqian frowned slightly, obviously somewhat unhappy, but then she looked at the two people again.

Well, let's go somewhere else. She still values ​​her life very much. Anyway, facing this chilling aura, she really can't eat.

"elder sister……"

"Let's go!" Yang Qianqian was not angry, she just walked out.

However, it seemed that it was too late.

A figure quickly flashed into the house and almost knocked down Yang Qianqian and her servant. Before she got angry, a man in green clothes was already standing steadily in the house.

Is this guy a ghost? Otherwise, how could he be so fast?

"Tianmang Sword Lengyue?" The man in green stood still, and Yang Qianqian could see clearly that he was about forty years old, short, about 1.60 meters tall, with a mustache, a pointed face, and was dressed in short clothes.

The man in the black cloak nodded slowly: "The person I want to kill is not you!" His voice was as cold as his aura, which could make people fall into an ice cellar.

It turned out to be a fight in the martial arts world. Yang Qianqian, who was about to get angry, immediately swallowed her anger. It was better not to get involved in such a fight. Life was more important.

He took two steps at a time and walked out the door.

"No one here is allowed to leave!" The man in green narrowed his eyes, and there was a strong murderous intent in his words.

People here?

Yang Qianqian looked around. She was not from "here", so did she mean she could leave?

So I continued walking outside.

"Swoosh!" With two sounds, two darts were already stuck at their feet, scaring the two men so much that they broke out in cold sweats.

"I told you, no one here is allowed to leave!" The blue-clothed man's eyes flashed with brilliance, "This is a warning. Next time, this dart will hit your throat!"

"But...but we are not from Deyue Tower..." Yang Qianqian tried to explain.

"Stop talking too much..." The man in green didn't give them a chance this time. He jumped up from the ground, and a silver soft sword appeared in his hand. He stabbed straight at Yang Qianqian's neck.

Yang Qianqian's eyes blurred, and it seemed that the entire thing was the figure of the man in blue, and there was nowhere to hide.

I had no choice but to close my eyes. There was only one thought in my mind: I, Yang Qianqian, traveled through time and space, but didn't accomplish anything important. I died inexplicably in a fight in the martial arts world that had nothing to do with her!