A strong itch came over her, and Mrs. Zhang didn't bother to grab Qin Yanning, but grabbed her own body in panic.
Qin Yanning got off the carriage but did not see Meng Changyun. Instead, a masked woman was blocking the way of the carriage.
The woman was extremely tall and thin, and the only remaining curves allowed Qin Yanning to identify her gender.
Qin Yanning guessed that this should be Meng Changyun's right-hand man, the legendary fair-faced Shura Ji Xuan.
The woman stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yanning to block him behind her. Before Qin Yanning could react, Mrs. Zhang and the coachman were knocked unconscious by her.
"Silence him?" the woman's hoarse voice rang out.
Qin Yanning followed her gaze and looked at the tree. Meng Changyun chose the largest tree and leaned against it.
Although the branch he was standing on was not thick, it looked very stable.
Qin Yanning was amazed in her heart. This little world was really interesting. Whether it was the woman's martial arts or Meng Changyun's light skills, she really wanted to learn them.
"Just be mute."
After all, at this time, Meng Changyun had not yet experienced the tragedy of his parents' death at the hands of a famous and upright sect, and he was still a young man with a bit of hot blood.
Even though he hated hypocritical decent people, he could tell that Mrs. Zhang and the coachman were just two servants.
The masked woman was not surprised to hear this, but just sighed helplessly, inserted the silver needle in her hand into the acupuncture points of the two people and then pulled it out.
"Womanly kindness." The woman muttered.
Meng Changyun didn't care. He just said, "Follow me," and jumped onto another tree.
Before Qin Yanning had time to admire Meng Changyun's good martial arts skills, he was picked up by the woman.
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