How can I be broken by the enemy in my previous life? [Rebirth]

However, this is not the right time to be angry or annoyed. The disciples of the Tang Sect who came this time are extremely vicious and well-organized. As soon as they make a move, there are overwhelming hidden weapons attacking in front of them, pointing at the vital points everywhere.

Seeing such a situation, Tang Jing was startled, took a step forward to block Situ Qing, then pulled out the fish skin cloak on the back with a snap, and with a stir of his long arm, all the hidden weapons were put into the cloak.

Tang Jing had originally spared three points of strength, but he didn't expect these hidden weapons to have such a great momentum. He couldn't stand still after blocking and retracting, so he staggered and took a few steps back.

Secretly pinching his numb arm, Tang Jing felt a little chill in his heart.

Could it be that they were trying to kill someone?

But just when Tang Jing was about to tell Situ Qing to leave as soon as possible, Situ Qing had already made a move.

Just pointing at the chest, Situ Qing killed a disciple of the Tang Sect with a fierce Qi sword, and then slapped out with two palms, and those closely guarded formations were completely disrupted.

But Situ Qing didn't love to fight, and when he disturbed the pace of those people, he withdrew and retreated, and returned to Tang Jing's side in two vertical leaps.

"Let's go." Situ Qing grabbed Tang Jing's arm, and with a flick of his sleeves, he pulled him up the cliff.

Tang Jing was caught by Situ Qing's arm, and felt warm in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two Tang Sect disciples rushing forward, and their gestures were all...

Hidden flowers in the sleeves.

The same trick was used a second time.

Tang Jing raised his brows, and before the two Tangmen disciples could make a move, he clasped his right hand between his wrists, and two sleeve arrows shot out. The sleeve arrows were all quenched with extremely powerful anesthetics, and the two Tangmen disciples The disciple immediately fell down.

The plum blossom dart was shot crookedly, no longer as sharp as before, Tang Jing and Situ Qing just turned their bodies slightly and avoided it.

Looking at the disciples of the Tang Sect who continued to catch up, Tang Jing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled away the Fei Luan behind him, and then took the opportunity to grab Situ Qing's wrist that was about to let go, and jumped up the cliff with a step forward.

Flying Luan spread its wings in the wind and jumped up in an instant. Seeing this, the disciples of the Tang Sect also drove Flying Luan to chase Tang Jing.It's a pity that Tang Jing was originally the designer of the Feiluan, and the Feiluan of those disciples of the Tang Sect is naturally not as light and easy to use as Tang Jing.

So Tang Jing only took two or three steps to throw away the Tang Sect disciples who were chasing after him.

The top of the cliff was close at hand, Tang Jing looked back with a slight smile, but inadvertently saw Situ Qing's slightly uncomfortable expression, and was stunned for a while.

Tang Jing pursed his lips, feeling very happy in his heart. He pulled Situ Qing's wrist and jumped up to the top of the cliff in two steps. Just as he was about to say something, a big net suddenly covered his hood.

The unexpected move made Tang Jing and Situ Qing unable to resist, and they were immediately engulfed in the net.

Wu Jinsi, Tianji.com.

Tang Jing looked at the fine and even mesh in front of his eyes, and his heart sank a little bit.

It turned out that the previous actions were all blindfolds, and the praying mantis, the cicada, and the oriole were behind, waiting here.

Just when Tang Jing was in a daze, Situ Qing silently withdrew Tang Jing's hand, and Situ Qing seemed to know the power of Tianji.com, so she didn't struggle from the beginning to the end.

Tang Jing came back to his senses suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at Situ Qing's indifferent but indifferent expression beside him, his heart tightened.

In the next second, Tang Jing's heart was broken, he stepped out, stood in the net and said coldly: "I will give you what you want, the leader of the Demon Cult has nothing to do with this matter, you have to let him go, otherwise, don't even think about it." I hand it over."

Situ Qing didn't expect Tang Jing to say such a thing, and then a slightly surprised expression appeared on his face, but soon, he returned to his indifferent appearance, quietly watching the changes in the field.

After Tang Jing finished speaking, there were several landing sounds from behind the cliff, presumably those Tang Sect disciples who were chasing after him caught up.

Tang Jing frowned slightly, and when he was hesitating whether to repeat what he had just said, those disciples of the Tang Sect came forward in unison, and knelt down in front of Tang Jing in unison.

Looking at the backs and buns of those Tangmen disciples respectfully bowing their heads, Tang Jing couldn't help taking a step back, feeling ominous in his heart, could it be...

"See Your Majesty!"

The loud answer was like a slap in the face of Tang Jing.

Tang Jing looked at those 'disciples of the Tang Sect' who were kneeling on the ground, feeling parched and dizzy for a moment, just as he turned his head to look at Situ Qing who was begging for help, stammering and preparing to explain.

He met a cold, ironic look.

"Good method, good strategy." Situ Qing said calmly with no expression.

Tang Jing didn't understand, but he couldn't understand better.

"Listen to me—" Tang Jing's face was full of anxiety.

But before Tang Jing finished speaking, Situ Qing made a move.

He abruptly pulled out the piccolo that had been hanging from Tang Jing's waist, and then mercilessly stabbed it into Tang Jing's lower abdomen.

All the unfinished words were blocked, Tang Jing only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, he looked at Situ Qing in disbelief, but Situ Qing responded with a sarcastic smile.

Tang Jing lowered his head in a trance, and saw the white skinny hand tightly holding the piccolo, blood trickled out from the piccolo, and stained the pale hand...

In the end Tang Jing raised his head very hard. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak. Although he was hurt by Situ Qing's disgusting eyes, he still tried his best to smile at Situ Qing.

It's really hard to be misunderstood.

Especially, people who I have a crush on...

In the next second, the disciples of the Tang Sect rushed up and violently and quickly separated the two of them.

Even so, Tang Jing still tried his best to look at Situ Qing's eyes, but even in the end he didn't see a look similar to forgiveness and understanding, and soon he fell down in a daze, in the darkness of the world At the moment, at the last second, what he remembered was Situ Qing's last look.

So cold, so indifferent.

At this moment, Situ Qing stood there quietly, watching those disciples of the Tang Sect condescendingly help Tang Jing, who was unconscious, to send him true energy, and blood trickled down his fingers, turning it red. His long hem.

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When Situ Qing was pushed and shoved into the dungeon by those so-called Tangmen disciples, she quietly thought: Why did I fall into the hands of this person for two lives.

Sure enough, my heart is too soft, is that person too good at acting?

The environment of the dungeon wasn't too good, but it wasn't too bad either. There was a quilt covered on the slate. Although it was only made of burlap, it was still clean and tidy.

There is a small window on the high wall, which should be used for ventilation, so the air in the dungeon is not too disgusting.

What surprised Situ Qing was that those 'disciples of the Tang Sect' didn't pursue their fault for injuring Tang Jing, they just put themselves in the cell, closed the cell door and left laughing.

Looking down at the Wujin shackles on his wrists, Situ Qing silently walked to the stone bed and sat down. He was very calm, but occasionally wondered when Zhuo Yun would come.

He wasn't so stupid that he didn't give himself a way out.

After tossing and tossing all night, Situ Qing was also a little sleepy, so he silently closed his eyes and prepared to take a rest.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, all he saw was the pale and fragile smile that Tang Jing gave him last.

Situ Qing didn't dare to admit that he had been pretending to be calm and indifferent since the moment Tang Jing fell down; Situ Qing didn't even dare to admit that he believed Tang Jing was innocent.

Even that seemingly unfeeling stab was ruthless, but not fatal. Now that she thought about it carefully, Situ Qing realized that her heart had already softened.

Is that person really good at acting?

Situ Qing's nails dug deeply into the flesh, trying to wake himself up, but the stinging pain made him remember the situation at that time more clearly.

Tang Jing has a pair of clean eyes that are very similar to He Gui's, and Situ Qing never thinks that people with those eyes will lie.

So in the end Situ Qing gave up. He silently raised his head and leaned against the stone wall, covered his eyes with one hand, and quietly thought——Maybe Tang Jing is really his nemesis.

Whether in this life or in the previous life.

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When Tang Jing woke up, it was already dark again, and he didn't know how long he had slept, but he could feel the tingling pain from his abdomen when he moved slightly.

This faint pain made Tang Jing instantly think of Situ Qing's ruthless stab at that time, and his heart suddenly felt bitter and astringent, not a taste.

It's just that Tang Jing didn't understand why those people would pretend to be disciples of the Tang Sect to intercept himself and Situ Qing?

You know, he, an idle prince, has not been back to the capital for a long, long time, let alone met the present sage.

Yes, Tang Jing has a seemingly prominent but useless identity—the thirteenth son of the former emperor and the current King Duan.

However, the late emperor had too many heirs, and Tang Jing was born to a female disciple of the Tang sect when the late emperor went out to tour the mountains and rivers in micro-clothes, so the female disciple of the Tang sect was severely punished for this.

A dewy love affair, if the first emperor didn't take it seriously, Tang Jing naturally won't get much favor, even the chance to enter the palace is saved, and no one comes to play with him every day, only his mother will teach him some martial arts and martial arts. The method of making hidden weapons to relieve boredom.

And when Tang Jing was 11 years old, the former emperor died suddenly, and several other princes who threatened the current emperor were also eliminated. On the contrary, Tang Jing, who had always been neglected, survived.

What's even more ridiculous is that in order to cover up his crime of killing his brother and create an atmosphere of brotherhood, the current emperor deliberately found Tang Jing and made him a Duanwang.

The idle prince, the idle prince, as the name suggests, is a prince who does not need to go to court and does not care about state affairs, but only needs to watch flowers and walk birds every day.

No power, no power, just a false name.

The emperor didn't care about Tang Jing, and Tang Jing didn't care about these things. He spent more than half of the year in the Tang Sect, and only occasionally when there were festivals and celebrations that required him to appear, he would go to the scene.

In the past, the head of the Tang Sect and the elders also thought about whether they could gain some benefits from Tang Jing's identity, but later they found out that Tang Jing's name as a prince was in space, so they gradually forgot about it. Treat Tang Jing as an ordinary disciple.

A few days ago, Tang Jing's elder brother summoned him once for the matter of the soul-chasing needle. Tang Jing promised to mediate for him, and the two of them lost contact after that.

Is it also for the soul chasing needle this time?