Chapter 155 Pretentious Protector

Look at Yang Jing.

The girl nodded with a smile and looked cute, just like playing with familiar friends, making people feel that she is a wayward, naughty and bold daughter.

Yang Jing couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked towards her. She stood about four feet in front of her and stood there. When she was about to speak, the girl stretched out her fingers to her lips and made a silent gesture. First, she straightened her toes and raised her body. From Yang Jing's wide shoulders, she glanced at the closed door of the injured young man and grabbed Yang Jing's sleeve.

Yang Jing naturally shrank and still grabbed her. His martial arts skills were not bad. Of course, he could not avoid her quick hand.

The girl was not malicious, but pulled him to the corner. Her casual pull of the man's sleeve was shocking.

The girl let go of her hand and asked nervously, "What happened to that man? Is it really not moving?"

Yang Jing saw that she looked naive and had a good impression. He was a kind person by nature. There was really nothing he could do about such a bold woman, but he also saw from his eyes that the woman was very dissatisfied with the poisoned young man, so he smiled and said, "If the girl wants to deal with that person, it's better to give up. That's the idea!"

The girl said with a cold face, "Are you helping him?"

Yang Jing frowned and said, "That man was injured and had a kind face. At a glance, he knew that he was a decent person from a famous family. How could I die?"

The girl was shocked and lost her voice, "Do you know who he is? This thief wants to lead me out to hurt me. He is mostly pretending. Xuan Youqi said, "See how many martial arts you don't know, and you must know that his injury is true."

Yang Jing said, "Although I'm not very good at martial arts, my eyesight is still not so bad. What he spit out is that he can still see the real blood." In fact, the reason why Yang Jing was able to find the woman's malice towards the young man was that the sword hidden in his sleeve was that Yang Jing felt murderous, so he was suspicious. Only then did he see that the woman was playing tricks.

The girl's delicate body shook and said, "What a 'smart' Yang family concubine can be suspicious of me. Fortunately, the woman in front of you is a good man." His eyes turned, and he pulled up Yang Jing's sleeve with one hand and whispered softly, "Can you do something for me?"

"How do you know my name?" Yang Jing asked seriously.

"I have been in Yangfu. My name is Gu Lian, one of your father's guardians." The woman laughed.

Hearing the words, Yang Jing was a little laughter. He didn't expect that he would meet the ancients before he arrived in Salt Lake City, and maybe one would assassinate him. However, Yang Jing did not think so, and he himself showed that he would not let her kill the injured young man, but the other party's words and hands were all sincere. Naturally, it made him uncomfortable. He sighed and said, "If you want to be your accomplice, there is nothing I can do."

The woman grabbed his hand, stuffed a candle into his hand, and said naturally, "Don't worry, Pingwumen is no longer wanted by your father's pressure now. As an ancient man, you have to help me. It's easy. As long as you go in and quietly light it, I'll explain it to you by the way. You are not afraid of poisoning, and he will be exposed.

Gu Lian's hands are boneless, plump and warm, which is hard to refuse.

Yang Jing wanted to hand over the poisonous candle back to her, but Gu Lian retreated alertly.

Yang Jing only flicked her nails, and the small candle flew to Gu Lian. She had no choice but to reach out to take it back, but she was so angry that she had a small mouth.

Yang Jing smiled and said, "I'm sorry! I don't want to get involved in your resentment.

Gu Lian brought his pretty face closer and looked at Yang Jing again. After looking at it like a monster, he said, "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for half a year and now I'm a man." After saying that, he raised his sleeves and slowly grabbed Yang Jing.

When Yang Jing saw that she couldn't help Zhang Dong and faintly sealed his route of counterattack, he was surprised. This sister's martial arts skills are so high that she can be included in the forest of first-class masters. It's no wonder that she is one of her father's guardians. Why do she still uses conspiracy to deal with the injured man? Is this king's martial arts skills higher? Gu Lian's delicate hand turned from slow to fast, and suddenly grabbed Yang Jing's left hand. The inner strength was scratched by her fingertips and sealed several acupuncture points.

Yang Jing couldn't resist and fell to her.

Gu Lian stretched out his left hand and held his shoulder. Outsiders looked at him like a bold young man and woman, dragging and making love in public.

One cold and one warm two true qi, divided into the hand grip and shoulders invade the body, and swim through the main vein of the whole body in an instant.

Gu Lian put his little mouth to his ear and said, "Your father has wanted to see you for a long time. You can stay here not far from Salt Lake City."

Yang Jing was about to speak.

Gu Lian suddenly frowned, quickly patted Yang Jing's palm, untied his sealed acupuncture point and retreated out. He turned upside down, stepped on his feet, flew up to the eaves like a swallow, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, but the wonderful posture still remained in Yang Jing's mind.

The wind came behind him, and Yang Jing felt a flash of a figure in the corner of his eyes. When he turned around, the seriously injured man swept away in the direction of Gu Lian's disappearance, and there was no one.

Yang Jing thought for a while and went back to his room to pack his bags. Such a place of right and wrong is indeed not suitable to stay for a long time.

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