The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Chapter 8: Boy in red (2)

   The red-clothed boy suddenly burst into flames, dodging the man's palm, and a sharp dagger was drawn from his cuff and stabbed into the opponent's heart.

   Yu Qingqian leaned against the tree with his arms in his arms and looked at the red-clothed boy with interest.

   She didn't expect this person to be able to fight back like this after the toxin in his body completely erupted. This ruthless temperament made the color of admiration in her eyes even stronger.

   The remaining body temperer obviously did not expect that the red-clothed boy would hide such explosive power. His eyes froze. No wonder that person told them not to underestimate His Royal Highness.

   He learned the lessons of the previous few people, pulled out the saber from his waist, pulled a sword flower, and stabbed the red-clothed boy with all his might without being fussy.

   The red-clothed boy was poisonous at this time, all the strength on his body was used to kill the two people just now, and he could only watch the long sword fall.

   He swears in his heart that as long as he doesn't die today, when he goes back, one day he will let the mother and son die, and the family behind them will be destroyed.

   "Clang!"

   A peach dart flew out from the side and shot down the man's long sword.

   "Who?" The body temperer didn't expect that his sword skills would be shot down by someone's darts with a single blow, and he turned his head with vigilance in his eyes.

   Yu Qingqian jumped off the big tree and played with the peach blossom dart that bounced back from the flying sword.

   She didn't hesitate, and then threw the dart at will, and the dart stably inserted into the neck of the opposite man, killing him with one blow.

   The other party's eyes widened, and before he died, there was nothing but terror and awe.

   The red-clothed boy had discovered Yu Qingqian's existence before, but he never expected that this bright and beautiful girl would help him with such a decisive and ruthless method.

   He looked at Yu Qingqian coldly, holding the **** dagger tightly in his hand for defense.

   Yu Qingqian walked up to the red-clothed boy and raised his eyebrows: "Is this your attitude towards the savior?"

   "Without you, I could have killed him." The red-clothed boy sneered in disapproval.

   Yu Qingqian hooked his lips, and one step fell in front of the boy, grabbing his other hand.

   At this time, the boy's seemingly empty hand was holding a silver needle glowing with cold light between his two fingers.

   The young man in red did not expect that Yu Qingqian's speed would be so fast, and his strength was even more astonishing. He frowned slightly, "How do you know that there is still a poison needle hidden in my hand?"

   "I feel it." When Yu Qingqian was on the tree, he keenly sensed that there was something on the empty hand of the red-clothed boy.

   "I didn't expect that you are not only a natural spiritual planter, but also a body tempering teacher." The red-clothed boy didn't wonder why the other party could see through him, "Can you let it go now?"

  It wasn't that he was not wary of Yu Qingqian, but he guessed that the other party would not kill him.

Yu Qingqian didn't let go of the red-clothed boy immediately, but raised his hand and cut his finger with a peach dart. A few drops of dark red blood fell from his fingertips to her palm. .

   The boy in red looked at her suspiciously and asked, "What do you want to do?"

   "Let's study what kind of poison you've been poisoned with." Yu Qing's mind moved, and the wood-type powers circulated in the meridians for a large cycle, and a few drops of blood in her palm were instantly refined by her.

   The red-clothed boy frowned deeply as he watched the few drops of his own blood in her hands disappear out of thin air. There was an indescribable sense of weirdness. He found that he could not see through this girl more and more.

   He noticed her when he was in a small town on the border. A woman who can ride a second-order red flame horse is either good in her own strength or has a deep background.

   When he was in the tavern, he accidentally caught the leaf-like mark on her wrist when she was drinking, and he became a little curious about her.

   Now her actions made him puzzled, and at the same time aroused the interest in his heart even more.