Chapter 196 is fleeting and critical

Seeing that Leng Xuanrong hadn't spoken for a long time, An Pingzhi asked again, "Miss Xuanrong, you haven't answered me yet. Why do you hate He Ruiping so much?"

Leng Xuanrong sighed and thought to herself, if you knew what she did to me at this time in her previous life, you would not have asked so. After a moment of hesitation, Leng Xuanrong replied, "I really don't like He Ruiping, but the bigger reason for me to do so is her father."

An Pingzhi seemed to have expected that Leng Xuanrong would answer like this, and he nodded. After a pause, he told Leng Xuanrong, "Your father's Leng Chengqi's affairs are all over. No one will pursue anything anymore.

Leng Xuanrong was shocked when she heard the words, but on second thought, it must be because she deliberately showed goodwill before, so An Pingzhi thought that she had surrendered to him. If that's the case, Leng Chengqi will naturally become the person under their family, and the things in his hands are useless. But it was also because An Pingzhi said such words casually that Leng Xuanrong could not trust him.

If An Pingzhi really knows what happened in the past, then it is impossible for him not to know that the reason why Leng Chengqi abandoned his official and fled is because he is unwilling to help Zhou as abusing. Can such a strong man easily follow his daughter to settle down now? It is impossible for An Pingzhi not to know that the reason why Leng Xuanrong works for King Xiaohan is largely because Leng Chengqi is behind her. King Xiaohan is the younger brother of today's saint. It is well known that helping King Xiaohan is actually working for the emperor. If you turn around to help settle down, you will naturally be the enemy of the emperor. How can such a transformation be completed so easily?

Leng Xuanrong knew that she was acting, and she guessed that An Pingzhi was also likely to be acting. If this play continues, the only possibility is that she has to follow An Pingzhi's plan step by step. She has become a fake play and has to betray Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan. After that, An Pingzhi may not keep her Leng Xuanrong and her father Leng Chengqi. If it comes, An Pingzhi kills two birds with one stone, and Leng Xuanrong may have lost himself and his father, including the life of Brother Yan Liang.

We must not let things turn out like that. Leng Xuanrong thought about it and suddenly felt that she was in a desperate situation.

Originally, it was just a stopgap measure, but now it has to be taken seriously. If you don't follow An Pingzhi, I'm afraid that you will lose your life when his people come to the rescue and Chaoyang Village are broken. But if he follows An Pingzhi, then when they return to Wuming County, Meng Zhuangqing of the Raven Qingmo Pavilion will not believe Leng Xuanrong's explanation, and An Pingzhi probably understands this. As long as there is a little mistake, the news will reach Du Yilin's ears. At that time, even if Leng Xuanrong has a few mouths, it will not be clear. Du Yilin had no trust in Leng Xuanrong. In this way, I'm afraid her chess piece will be lost immediately.

How to be good...

Leng Xuanrong felt that she had taken the lead before. Early on, she knew the secret that An Pingzhi would hide in Chaoyang Village in the deep mountains, but now that she looks at it again, this secret is probably not a secret.

Leng Xuanrong couldn't help sighing and trying to find a way. Seeing that she was not in the mood to chat, An Pingzhi sat cross-legged on the warm bed and set up the chess score in front of the small square table.

Not long after both of them calmed down, they only heard a shocking sound in the distance. The sound was like a collapse of the earth, which made the cold Xuanrong and their hut trembled slightly.

Leng Xuanrong suddenly became frightened. She turned her head and looked at An Pingzhi, but found that An Pingzhi bent the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was very happy.

"The eldest son...this..."

Anpingzhi put down the chess pieces in his hand and looked up to Leng Xuanrong, "Don't be afraid, it's the rescuers."

"But..." What kind of rescuer can make such a big move? Leng Xuanrong can't be afraid.

"These mountain thieves still have some ways to deal with officers and soldiers, otherwise they can't stay here for many years. I guess the reason for making such a big noise is also to deter the enemy, right? Don't worry, the rescuers this time are more than enough to deal with these small mountain thieves. It won't be long before we can be saved. After saying that, An Pingzhi hooked his fingers on Leng Xuanrong and said with a smile, "If Miss Xuanrong is really afraid, you might as well sit next to me."

Leng Xuanrong frowned and gritted her teeth. She really didn't like An Pingzhi's current appearance, which was really not the same person as the eldest son she knew in her previous life. But the Anpingzhi in front of him is real, but the eldest son who can play wonderful music like a god in his previous life has always existed in Leng Xuanrong's mind.

Thinking of this, Leng Xuanrong couldn't help gritting her teeth fiercely. She got up and dragged the chain out of the room, dragged all the chains out, and stood at the door as far away as possible. In fact, I can't see anything here, but Leng Xuanrong still wants to know what the previous situation is like.

Chaoyang Zhaimen can be said to be a river of blood.

Because the preparation was very well, when a large number of sergeants suddenly rushed up, Long Hanqing and others immediately put down the rocks piled up on both sides of the cottage gate. Those large and small stones and logs rolled down the hillside at a high speed, and the sergeants who rushed up would be hit if they could not dodge. The loud sound Leng Xuanrong heard at the moment was the sound of rock rolling wood falling down, but this blow killed and injured countless of the sergeants.

The sergeants withdrew for the time being, and Long Hanqing and others looked at the situation under the cottage and rose in high spirits. These mountain thieves with a dying heart all pulled open their clothes and laughed wildly. The laughter resounded through the mountains and made people's hair stand on end.

However, the sergeants who came to the rescue soon launched a second charge. Even if there are the bodies of their companions under their feet, they can't retreat.

The war here in Zhaimen is still going on, but Long Hanqing has prepared less and less. Long Hanqing found Mutangsha and just gave her a look, and Mutangsha understood what it meant. She picked up a wide-backed machete beside her and turned around and walked into the cottage.

Leng Xuanrong was standing at the door of the house and suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing in the distance. She quickly saw that the man was Mu Tangsha, and soon found that she was holding a big knife in her hand.

An ominous foreboding arisen, and Leng Xuanrong subconsciously quickly lifted the chain at her feet and rushed back to the house.

"The eldest son! Then Mutangsha came to kill us!" Leng Xuanrong's voice was trembling. She looked at An Pingzhi eagerly, hoping that he would say another sentence at this time, "Don't worry, I have expected it for a long time."

However, An Pingzhi did not say this. The pieces he held in his hand slowly slipped and fell on the chessboard, making a crisp sound. He didn't seem to be panicked, but Leng Xuanrong knew that he didn't expect the mountain thieves to break the jar and kill them at the last minute!

Anping's miscalculation!

At this moment, Leng Xuanrong only felt cold from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. This feeling, even in her previous life, she had never had this feeling.

The Mutangsha came aggressively, but they didn't have any choice?

Leng Xuanrong pulled the chain and kept moving, but the sound of the chain made her more panicked.

What should I do? What should I do?

At this moment, there was only a "bang" sound, and the door of the main hall was kicked open. Leng Xuanrong jumped with fear and quickly pulled the chain back and looked back at the door. Just as she turned around, Mutangsha's figure also appeared.

I only saw Mutangsha's calm face, and his originally charming eyes are now full of cold murderous atmosphere. She held a wide-backed knife in her hand, and the blade of the knife shone cold and looked extremely gloomy.

"Tangsha...sister..." Leng Xuanrong's eyes widened and asked Mu Tangsha in a trembling voice, "What are you...what are you going to do..."

Mutangsha looked at Leng Xuanrong without a smile. She opened her mouth slightly and said coldly, "We are all going to die. The officers and soldiers have killed the cottage door. Leng Xuanrong, on Huangquan Road, you can wait for me. Maybe we can walk together. Don't blame me for being cruel. If you blame him, just blame him.

Mutangsha raised his finger to An Pingzhi sitting on the warm couch and then said, "If he hadn't been single-handed, not only would not have died, nor would you Leng Xuanrong. When you get to the king of death, don't forget what happened in this life!"

Leng Xuanrong really felt the fear of dying at this time! Not the first time, but again! Why is that wide-back knife so similar to the ghost-headed knife in the previous life? Leng Xuanrong even remembers the touch left when the ghost knife scratched her neck! Is this life coming to an end again? Is it over like this?

No...

Leng Xuanrong watched Mu Tangsha wave the wide-back knife at herself. The cold light flashed, and Leng Xuanrong immediately closed her eyes.

Don't...

The cold and ruthless blade slashed his neck fiercely. Although he couldn't see it, he couldn't forget it. Even the sound seemed to echo in her ears. Leng Xuanrong no longer had the strength to support herself, so she fell to the ground heavily.

"Xuanrong! Xuanrong!"

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Is it...

Have you gone back again?

Is God playing with me, Leng Xuanrong?

"Xuanrong! Wake up, Xuanrong!"

There is a crying voice, and there is no doubt that the heartache and anxiety are revealed.

Brother Yan Liang...

A drop of warm water fell on Leng Xuanrong's cheek. The temperature of the tears seemed to bring Leng Xuanrong back to her senses all of a sudden.

She opened her eyes slightly, but found that she was held in her arms.

It's really her brother Yan Liang!

Leng Xuanrong was a little confused. She raised her hand to touch the familiar face, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and saw his relieved smile.

"Xuan Rong... You scared me to death..."