Mo Lan looked at Qin Su and the other two, then at Han Shuang beside her, and couldn't help but laugh, "Tonight is really lively!"
Two for each person, just right.
Qin Su turned his head to look at Mo Lan's smiling eyes, which were deep and unfathomable. He suddenly realized that this woman only smiled so brightly when facing danger.
"What do you mean one person and two? I don't count, hey hey hey..." Watching the sword thrusting towards her, Tingyu retreated while using her fan to block it, and couldn't help but shout.
Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention at the moment; everyone was in battle mode.
"Tomb Spirit, set up a maze to prevent outsiders from discovering anything unusual about this place."
After several rounds, Mo Lan swung her whip, wrapped it around the black-clad man's wrist, and slammed him against the wall. Even during the fight, she didn't forget to communicate with the tomb spirit.
She had her eye on this territory of Jiangjun, and she couldn't let these few assassins affect her future business.
"Don't worry, boss."
The spirit of the tomb agreed, and wisps of white mist slowly spread around the courtyard where Mo Lan and Qin Su lived. In the blink of an eye, the mist dissipated, and the courtyard where the two lived had returned to its usual tranquility, with no trace of the fighting that had taken place there.
In reality, this is just an illusion, a trick that the tomb spirit excels at. The smaller the area it covers, the better the effect. Moreover, the person inside doesn't feel anything.
The two-on-one duels were quite intense, as all of them were quite skilled in combat. Qin Su was the first to finish his fight, followed by Mo Lan and Piao Xue, and finally Han Shuang and Ting Yu.
To be honest, Yue Qun really hated Mo Lan to the core, and the assassins he sent were all top-notch experts. However, they were unlucky and encountered Qin Su and her two servants, so the battle was a foregone conclusion.
The meeting ended in 15 minutes.
Panting, Tingyu leaned on her master, glaring at Piaoxue with resentment. "You... look how hard I'm struggling, can't you lend a hand?"
“You have a medicine kit.” Piaoxue glanced at him, then stepped aside with her sword, automatically becoming invisible.
"Clean it up." Qin Su glanced at Ting Yu; this guy was getting more and more pretentious.
Observing the way the three of them interacted, Mo Lan silently shortened the pointer and hung it on her waist. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Actually, even without our help, the two of you could handle it, it just would have taken a bit longer."
Qin Su was telling the truth. During the fight, he felt a chilling aura spreading around him. Although it faded away afterward, the feeling was the same as what he had experienced on Tianjiao Peak, so he knew that Mo Lan still had a backup plan.
"Regardless, thank you for your timely help." Mo Lan looked at Qin Su and smiled gently. She liked talking to smart people; she was afraid of owing favors that would be difficult to repay.
"Didn't you help me last time? I even made you take an arrow for it, and I've felt really guilty about it ever since." To avenge her, he ordered his guards to massacre the Song family's stronghold. Except for a few who escaped, the rest were all wiped out.
That's why he felt at ease leaving.
On the other hand, if Mo Lan knew that Qin Su had wiped the Song family clean so thoroughly, she would understand why the Song family sent those rabble to intercept her outside the city.
Unfortunately, one doesn't like to talk, and the other doesn't like to ask.
After Tingyu cleaned up the courtyard, a faint fragrance filled the air.
If she hadn't watched Tingyu disappear without a trace in front of everyone with the fanny pack, she wouldn't have felt anything from the smell. But now, she only felt her stomach was full.
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