"No matter what, I'm going anyway." Jing Shengzhu was so shameless for her aunt, "If you don't take me with you, I'll bite you."
"Okay, okay, go, go!" Mu Qingran really couldn't do anything with Jing Shengzhu, "Then let's go."
Jing Qiaoqiao was originally very happy, thinking that her niece Zhuzhu had finally come to her senses.
Who knew that not long after they left the backyard, they encountered many black-clad assassins on the way.
The black-clad assassin aimed a crossbow at them.
Mu Qingran looked up and smiled: "Those of you on the roof, come down and fight if you have the guts!"
"I couldn't kill you before because you were alone. Now... Miss Mu, you have to protect the woman behind you."
Jing Qiaoqiao saw the black-clad assassin start to draw his bow and arrow after he finished speaking.
Who knew that the piggy niece would just reach out and push Mu Qingran away.
Holding Jing Qiaoqiao, he stood up and walked out.
He said to the black-clad assassin on the roof, "Hey, what are you so proud of? If you have the ability, shoot an arrow."
"Let me tell you, the one I'm holding in my arms is my little aunt, the pretty little fairy from our Mingyao Country."
The piggy niece said, tapping her hand on the swaddling clothes, "If you don't want to live, then come here."
Jing Qiaoqiao was about to get ready when she rubbed against Mu Qingran's side again and lowered her voice, "If my aunt is unable to help, please remember to save me."
"The little fairy is in your arms, do you still need me to save her?" Mu Qingran sneered.
"Hmph, stingy guy." The piggy niece muttered, "At most, you can just brag. If you bite your tongue, I will die in your place."
Jing Shengzhu: No, you have to trust my aunt. My eldest brother once said that my aunt was thrown from a great height and remained unharmed.
While he was thinking, a long arrow pierced through the air.
It came unexpectedly.
Jing Qiaoqiao was already prepared, but Mu Qingran was extremely fast and kicked the arrow away with one kick.
She stood in front of her piggy niece and demanded loudly, "Shooting someone from behind isn't considered a skill. If I were to strike, you would surely die!"
"Oh. I'm so brave...ah..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a bang.
The leader of the black assassins fell from the roof.
"My Lord is dead."
The minions around shouted in panic.
[Sir? He must be someone of high status.]
As Jing Qiaoqiao was speaking, her niece Zhuzhu was already holding her and running to the dead assassin in black.
He reached out and pulled away the black cloth on the assassin's face.
Is it him?
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