A moment later, Nangong Min quickly went to the bedside, straightened the blankets, and tried to restore the room to its original state as if no one had ever lived there.
Nangong Min picked up his sword, turned around, grabbed Mu Jin's hand, walked to the window, and pushed it open.
He helped Mu Jin climb over the windowsill and jump out, then leaped out himself before turning around and closing the window. Using his light-footed skills, he carried Mu Jin and desperately fled under the cover of night.
Mu Jin asked in Nangong Min's arms, "You helped tidy up that room just now, were you afraid of causing trouble for that elderly couple?"
"Um!"
Mu Jin asked again, "Will they catch up with us?"
"I don't know, but one of them should be the highly skilled martial artist on the city wall today. I can sense his presence."
Mu Jin hurriedly said, "They are chasing me. Put me down and run away. With your lightness skill, they can't catch you without me."
Nangong Min frowned: "Don't talk nonsense. Even if I die, I won't abandon you."
Mu Jin smiled and shook her head, "You're so silly."
Nangong Min carried Mu Jin and fled southeast, but they hadn't gone far when they heard a man's voice coming from behind them.
“If you stop obediently now, I may spare your corpses.”
Mu Jin sighed, "Why is it that when people kill someone, they always try to coax them to stop by saying they'll leave the body intact? Does a dead person even care about having a complete body?"
Nangong Min looked down at Mu Jin and smiled gently.
Before Nangong Min could finish laughing, a sharp gust of wind swept towards Mu Jin. Nangong Min turned around and shielded Mu Jin from it, and Mu Jin could feel a cold breeze brushing against her face.
Eleven put Mu Jin down, gripped the sword, and thrust it powerfully towards the group of people.
Soon, a bloody smell wafted over, and Nangong Min pulled his sword from one of the men's bodies. He turned around, took the man's sword, and tossed it to Mu Jin.
"Catch! Protect yourselves, run!"
How could Mu Jin abandon Nangong Min and run away on her own? These people were after her; Nangong Min was just caught in the crossfire.
She grabbed her sword and charged towards the group. Seeing this, Nangong Min said anxiously, "They're not bandits, I can handle them. Listen to me, run!"
No sooner had Nangong Min finished speaking than Mu Jin joined the fight, which had already shrunk to only a few people. Nangong Min stood in front of Mu Jin the entire time, shielding her from the bloodshed.
However, facing such a highly skilled assassin, Nangong Min was unable to defend himself against every attack. One of the skilled assassins was desperately trying to hold Nangong Min back, while the rest rushed towards Mu Jin.
Mu Jin didn't want to become a burden to Nangong Min. Although she had never fought someone face-to-face before, she tried her best, recalling every move Nangong Min had taught her in the capital.
Nangong Min's Heart-Questioning Sword technique is ever-changing, but when facing someone whose martial arts are superior to his, he always struggles.
Suddenly, the assassin's sword landed on Nangong Min's arm, tearing the sleeve of his sleeve instantly and spurting out blood. But he didn't even flinch before retaliating with all his might.
Mu Jin could sense that Nangong Min's breathing was somewhat unstable, and she also saw that he was injured in the hand, so she couldn't help but feel anxious.
Mu Jin only mastered the sixth level of the Heart-Questioning Sword technique before becoming busy with the plague and having no time to continue practicing. However, he was still capable of protecting himself against the people in front of him.
Mu Jin's swordsmanship is unpredictable and erratic. When Nangong Min taught her, he told her that swordsmanship should not be too regular, otherwise the enemy will easily find an opening to break her moves.
During the fierce fight, Mu Jin also managed to assassinate one of the men in black. She tried her best to kill the rest, but due to exhaustion, it was clearly difficult for her to finish them off.
Over here, Nangong Min used all his strength to strike the expert. Taking advantage of the opening, he immediately turned around and stood in front of Mu Jin. With a sweep of his sword, several black-clad men who were fighting with Mu Jin fell to the ground, each groaning in pain.
Nangong Min was only concerned about Mu Jin, and couldn't care less about the experts behind him.
The expert attacked Nangong Min again, but was unexpectedly blocked by Mu Jin's sword. The man's internal strength was profound, and the force he exerted hurt Mu Jin's hand, causing her sword to fall to the ground.
Nangong Min reacted and continued to deal with the expert, taking advantage of any openings to pull Mu Jin along as they fled while still dealing with the enemy.
But that person was not easy to deal with. A sharp gust of cold wind rushed towards Mu Jin. Nangong Min noticed this and immediately protected Mu Jin behind him.
With a soft groan, Mu Jin heard Nangong Min spit out a mouthful of blood, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Mu Jin helped Nangong Min up and asked anxiously, "Min~ are you alright?"
The man looked at the two people who had stopped because of Nangong Min's injury and sneered, "Do you have any last words?"
Mu Jin replied, "Give my regards to your ancestors!"
"you!"
The expert was getting angry: "Even when you're about to die, you're still so sharp-tongued. I'll kill you later, dig out your teeth, and see if your mouth can still be so tough!"
Mu Jin scoffed, "Is that so? Wait until you kill me before you talk."
After Mu Jin finished speaking, she shot a poisoned silver needle at the man in black in front of her. But the man in black caught it.
The man in black laughed loudly: "With your pathetic skills, you dare to throw poison needles at me?"
"1, 2, 3, fall!"
As soon as Mu Jin finished speaking, the man in black collapsed and knelt on the ground.
Mu Jin stood up, picked up her face, walked over to the expert kneeling on the ground, and kicked him in the shoulder.
"People with high martial arts skills are indeed different. An ordinary person would collapse after catching this poisoned needle, but you are still kneeling without falling?"
"Of course I know how my martial arts compare to yours, and I also know that this poisoned needle can't penetrate your body. But who told you that a poisoned needle can only poison a person if it pierces the body? The poison I make can also enter the body through the skin. Didn't expect that, did you?"
The expert felt numb all over and couldn't speak; he could only glare angrily at Mu Jin.
Mu Jin patted the man's face: "I was betting that you might have your hands free to grab the silver needles. As it turns out, your hands were indeed free."
"And another thing! Have you been spying on me outside the General's Mansion lately? Did you also hear me and Su Yi talking about refining medicine for my father? Today I'll tell you, it's true that I'm refining medicine, but it's not for injuries, it's for poison to deal with you. I won't ask for your last words, goodbye."
After Mu Jin finished speaking, she plunged her sword into the man's heart before turning around and running back to Nangong Min's side.
"Min?"
Nangong Min's breath was weak, but he only smiled slightly at her!
"Ah Jin was so impressive just now."
Mu Jin was a little scared when she saw Nangong Min like this. She quickly picked him up and checked his back, only to find that it was completely soaked with blood.
Mu Jin's hands were covered in blood from Nangong Min's body. She could only gently touch Nangong Min's face with the back of her slightly cleaner hand, her throat tightening as she said, "Min, don't scare me!"
Nangong Min squinted, trying hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't.
He could only force a smile and whisper to Mu Jin, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
As soon as Nangong Min finished speaking, his head tilted to the side and he stopped responding.
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