Cheng Xianyi threw the hairpin on the ground.
The sound of a corpse falling to the ground and the sound of a jade hairpin shattering simultaneously reached the ears of Marquis Pingyang.
Marquis Pingyang stared in shock, his skin crawling with goosebumps as he listened to the unmistakable information: "You, you! You're not Lin Jiaoyun? How do you know who I am?"
"How do you know Zhou Shiying was kidnapped by Zhou Cheng?!"
"You knew all along that I was going to arrest you? You did this on purpose!"
Marquis Pingyang had never been so frightened in his life.
He placed his right hand on the dagger at his waist and, leading the elite soldiers behind him, instinctively retreated to the threshold.
It's a ghost!
This is unbelievable!
Cheng Xianyi took in the horrified and panicked expression on the face of the Marquis of Pingyang.
She tilted her head and casually uttered two sentences: "How could I be Miss Lin? You don't even know my identity, yet you dare to kidnap me?"
Marquis of Pingyang: "!!!"
"Since you're already on my turf, you might as well stay."
"Kill everyone except the Marquis of Pingyang."
"yes!"
"yes!"
Before Marquis Pingyang could even recover from his shock...
The women in black standing on either side suddenly raised their eyes, which gleamed with cold light. With swift and unified movements, they drew their daggers, and in a flash, the screams of elite soldiers falling to the ground rang out.
Their speed and agility were comparable to those of a highly sought-after assassin.
etc? ?
assassin?
"Pfft—"
"Aaaaaah!!"
The elite soldiers of Pingyang Prefecture were simply unable to muster the strength to resist. First of all, they were just soldiers secretly trained by the Marquis of Pingyang, with weak martial arts skills, and they were on someone else's territory.
Secondly,
Marquis Pingyang only wanted to kidnap Cheng Xianyi, but he did not expect such an accident to happen along the way. Therefore, he only took a dozen elite soldiers to sneak over the wall and enter the courtyard, while the rest waited outside.
Less than half an incense stick of time.
The large hall was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Marquis Pingyang stood there in terror, his face ashen. He looked at the corpses of his men lying all around him, then glanced at Cheng Xianyi, who stood calmly and indifferently in place. He felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had cracked.
"Bu Tong".
Marquis Pingyang was so frightened that he knelt down.
"How could this be... how could this happen..."
"Who exactly are you? If you're not Lin Jiaoyun from the capital, who are you? Who are you...? What do you want?" Marquis Pingyang was panicked, his heart filled with despair.
He never imagined that he would die before he could even begin his mission!
He thought he could easily kidnap Cheng Xianyi; they were just two defenseless young women, weren't they? But who could tell him why this seemingly innocent and weak person had killed him instead?
No matter how devastated and terrified the Marquis of Pingyang was, his final fate was to be bound together with hemp rope by Qingyan.
"Master, what should we do with him next?"
"Should I have my subordinates chop him up to avenge Miss Zhou?" Qingyan's question made Marquis Pingyang's legs tremble.
Cheng Xianyi shook her head in disapproval and said indifferently, "You're too cruel."
Qingyan: "......."
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