Fatty jumped onto her head and called out happily, "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
——That’s right, the magic skills practiced by the target person are extremely disguised, and only masters who are comparable to him can detect it!
The crisp call of the fat bird echoed in the room, and Shu Xing couldn't help but take a look.
At the moment when she was distracted, a stream of true energy came towards her and easily shattered the barrier that protected her body.
This stream of true energy seemed non-fatal, but it rushed towards his dantian, intending to destroy Shu Xing's martial arts.
Bu Tiange's eyes turned cold, and his hand, which was covered by the crane cloak, moved slightly, condensing a small stream of air to secretly protect Shu Xing's dantian.
In order not to attract Qing Xuan's attention, she did not use her full strength, but simply dispersed the true energy targeting her dantian elsewhere.
Dantian is the life of a warrior. As long as the Dantian is not destroyed, it is worth sacrificing pawns to save the chariot.
Pain, pain like the displacement of internal organs.
Shu Xing raised his head with difficulty and saw a plain hand stretched out before his eyes.
Qing Xuan helped her up and said gently, "Miss Shu Xing, distraction is a big taboo in actual combat."
Shu Xing hurriedly pulled his hand back and nodded, "Thank you for your guidance, Imperial Master."
Qing Xuan had already put the sharp blade into the fan bone. He put one hand behind his back and gently waved the paper fan with the other hand. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and he looked like a gentleman.
He warned Shuxing: "Miss Shuxing, swords are merciless. This is not a joke."
Bu Tiange couldn't stand his hypocritical appearance of pretending to be a good person, so he questioned him, "I asked the Imperial Master to give some advice to my secret guards. I don't think he hurt anyone, did I?"
Qing Xuan remained indifferent, his words coming out calmly and somewhat inhumanely, "It's only a flesh wound. Since Miss Shu Xing is His Majesty's secret guard, she should be aware of the dangers of her life."
Bu Tiange caught the fat chick that was mischievously playing on her head and cast a glance at Shu Xing. "I don't need a secret guard, but I do need a diligent servant."
Shu Xing lowered her eyes and said, "I understand."
Bu Tiange looked around and said, "Sever your connection with this place as soon as possible. I won't give you a second chance."
She took a step forward, her crane cloak skimming the ground. Shu Xing stepped forward, bent down, and lifted up the hem of her cloak.
"Your Majesty, the floor tiles are dirty. Please don't soil your clothes."
Bu Tiange turned around, his clothes fluttering as he took his hands off Shu Xing.
She said, "It's just a piece of clothing. I can ask the Fashion Bureau to make another one tomorrow."
"yes."
Shu Xing withdrew his hand, his expression gloomy.
All the assassins coming out of the Anbu are loyal and willing to protect their master as if his life depended on it, but Bu Tiange doesn't need that.
This little girl is powerless in front of Qing Xuan. Getting close to her will only bring trouble to yourself.
For example, she had to rescue Qing Xuan when he wanted to destroy her martial arts.
Although Shu Xing's injury was not serious, it was enough to make her suffer.
He ordered the Anbu people to take her to the hospital for treatment. Bu Tiange suddenly took action and used his slender hand as a knife to chop Qing Xuan's carotid artery.
Holding her hand with his folding fan, Qing Xuan looked at her with a gloomy look in his eyes. "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
Bu Tiange said, "You lied to me. Your Qi is yang on the outside and yin on the inside, which is completely different from mine. My Qi couldn't possibly have come from you."
"Good eyesight." Qing Xuan nodded in affirmation.
Bu Tiange withdrew his hand, touched the red spot where he had been struck by the fan bone, and continued, "The leader of Tongtian Sect has always been mysterious because he has another identity that is well known to everyone. Am I right, Master Imperial Master?"
Qing Xuan curled his lips, an unfathomable smile on his face, "Your inference is not entirely unreasonable."
Bu Tiange looked at him, his eyes gradually sharpening. "Shu Xing told me that the Imperial Master is always traveling around. Tell me, are you traveling around, or are you causing trouble in the martial arts world?"
Qing Xuan smiled but said nothing.
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