Several machetes were chopped in front of the front door, Pan Hui’s mouth evoked the great-coat’s waving, and all the machetes were rolled up in their hands, so that they sent their hands in order, and the left hand was full of palm force, and people fanned and flew their right hands in an instant, and the machetes were shot back in the great-coat, directly separating the right hand of the group of men in black from their wrists.

Men in black had just been Pan Hui a palm shock broken meridians at this time the right hand was cut to the ground in pain to roll the brotherhood of the Wolf.
Pan Hui has been too lazy to take a reason for them. She saved the cloth bag that was previously thrown on the roof by herself, and together with the remaining cloth bag, she solved the savior of those young men and women who were fascinated by fragrance. This just turned around and left the grateful tears behind them.
She is not worried at all that these people will meet Qianhuang’s master again. If they do, it can be said that they are doomed. She can save their lives once, but there is no way to resolve their disaster.
Pan Hui walked slowly, feeling the flow of stroke at night, listening to the bellman telling the time. Now it is an ugly moment. It is the most calm moment for people to sleep after falling asleep. This time is also the worst moment for vigilance. Pan Hui has to feel that Qianhuang’s master is really used to looting houses and bandits. It is so accurate to grasp the time. Even if she is not habitually leaving a long light for early warning, she may be on the road.
Pan Hui walked for half an hour, from the clown three moments to the Yinshi moment, in which she avoided several night patrols and was finally found by her.
Several men in black climbed over the wall from a huge house, and one of them resisted a huge cloth. She had seen the same situation before.
Pan Hui suddenly looked up and cast a glance at the main entrance of the house with the plaque "Qing Wangfu"
Qing palace?
Isn’t it the Qing palace residence of the father of Baiwei monarch? Could the man who was taken be …
Pan Hui heart jumped back to.
Intuition told her that the cloth bag must be the monarch of structure.baiwei.
When saving those young men and women just now, she glanced at them roughly. Men are all around twenty, and women are mostly fifteen or sixteen years old. They want to go to Qianhuangmen to take people captive, which is to choose newly grown men.
Chapter 13.structure.baiwei infanta (2)
And Pan Hui in the Qing Palace knows a monarch of structure.baiwei, and listening to the monarch’s voice today, she should be 14 or 15 years old, feeling that she never likes to owe human feelings, and she can be even today.
Pan Hui followed the black dress person and ran through two long streets, without deliberately hiding her figure and movement. The other party finally found her. She suddenly stopped and turned to watch Pan Hui half-surrounded the situation and resisted the cloth. The man was protected by several people behind him.
"Qianhuangmen?" Pan Hui smiled gently and took a step forward without a trace of murderous look in her voice.
The men in black looked at each other, but no one could chase them all the way and deliberately let them find their whereabouts. A woman who faced a group of murderers with knives but still smiled was definitely not an ordinary role. They knew that this woman didn’t need them to come back, but they were just talking to themselves.
In fact, Pan Hui is really talking to herself.
She had returned these people, but she could have found them earlier. After all, it is impossible for people who dare to flee the case to be so vigilant. But she didn’t expect them to be noticed after she followed two streets. Did she overestimate them? Or is it that Qianhuangmen and the original missing persons cases actually didn’t exist?
While Pan Hui was still thinking, several men in black waved machetes and rushed to kill him. This time, several people were much more disciplined than those just now, and two of them stormed the other people and left and right sides to form horns with each other.
Pan Hui’s right foot has rushed forward, and the left hand has fished for two machetes, and they fell into their hands. She broke the frontal attack and attacked two men in black. Before they could react, their eyes showed a look of panic first. In an instant, the two men directly flew out.
The men in black on the left and right sides fell off their moves, and they quickly waved machetes and cut their backs at Pan Hui. Pan Hui didn’t turn around, but turned around and turned around. The wind of the Great-coat surged back automatically, and the four knives were cut like mud, and the Great-coat was not damaged at all.
The four people were all surprised and immediately repelled back, but they were still a step slow.
Pan Hui suddenly stressed that the four-person machete was directly glued to the great-coat, and the four-person foot stumbled and almost let the machete sell.
Pan Hui sneer at the great strength of the great coat with a wave of his hand, which made the four men loosen their hands, and the machete was ejected from the great coat when they sold it, and directly unloaded their right arms.
Bellow rings instantly.
The blood spurted out from the incision, and the sweet smell was instantly filled in the air, which made people feel nauseous.
Pan Hui took a few steps forward when the blood fog appeared, and the blood did not fall on the great coat. She didn’t want to get a little blood smell. She didn’t intend to kill anyone, but she just ruined this person.
She is not a natural compassionate person, and she is not afraid to kill. She just doesn’t want to add burden to her future robbery. If she kills someone, it will be worse if she crosses the apocalypse, because it is a natural punishment to punish you for killing.
Pan Hui doesn’t want to increase the killing because she thinks it’s not worth it. It’s not worth these people to add to their demons.
Step by step, she walked towards the last man in black with no expression on his face, even his eyes were very calm, without any previous coldness, but he still made the man in black feel fear.
Men in black didn’t expect this girl who looks like a 16-year-old to be so fierce, but with one move, his companion department was abolished and he was not hurt at all. It’s been nearly ten years, and the sand bandits have never seen any vicious role on weekdays. Another case of external death in their Qianhuang Gate is because those people are just amateurs even though they are vicious. Today, he finally met a master, but he can’t give birth to a sense of excitement.
He shook his machete against the cloth and shouted, "You don’t come here! You come one more step and I’ll kill her! "
Pan Hui still walked forward with a straight face, but she slowed down a little, because their distance was shortened a lot. If she didn’t walk slowly, she would soon walk to the man in black.
The black dress person is holding a cloth bag and retreating. The screams of his companions are like knocking at his heart, which makes his fear deepen gradually. This female martial arts is so high that he doesn’t want to be a person after appall, but like …
A flash of light flashed in his mind and he suddenly cried, "You … you are a cultivator!"
Pan Hui’s eyes finally changed slightly. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled. "You guessed it."
When the black man shook his hand, he felt that the plain tone of the other person was even more suffocating than the murderous words. He could bite the bullet and shouted, "How can you do it to us since you are a cultivator!"
Pan Hui smile a smile "I don’t want to who let you Qian Huang door take the initiative to provoke me? This thing is you! " She casually threw a thin bamboo tube in front of the man. This bamboo tube was previously taken from the group of people, and it contained incense.
The man in black was scared to take a step back, and despair rose in his heart. He knew that no matter whether one of his own provoked each other first or not, the girl in Fei clothes was obviously not going to let him go. When he was desperate, he cried the evil courage, and he cut the machete directly into the bag. Even if he died, he had to pull a cushion. This cushion status is not general. It is enough for the daughter of the Northern Qi Qing Dynasty to give him a burial weight.
But for a moment, he found that his machete was gone. wait for a while looked at his right hand and found that his arm was gone. Only then did he feel the heartbreaking pain coming from his right shoulder. He also screamed and fell to the ground and couldn’t stop rolling.
Pan Hui took off the last black dress person’s arm with a kick-up machete, and then flicker to grab the cloth bag and stay away from the zhangs far away. She looked at the seven black dress people, and then ignored them and left directly against the cloth bag.
She didn’t see that a white man appeared in the position just now shortly after she left, watching coldly and rolling on the ground. Those people saw them cry for help and directly killed seven people.
Pan Hui walked out of the street against the cloth bag, smelling that the smell of blood in the air had faded, and then she put the cloth bag on the ground to wake up the people inside.
Chapter 139.structure.baiwei infanta (3)
In a daze, Jiang Baiwei felt that someone was calling herself to struggle for a long time before she finally struggled out of her nightmare. She opened her eyes and saw a red suit in the dark night and night, and she saw the fairy in a flash.
"Who are you …" Jiang Baiwei murmured with a little dizzy. She remembered that she should be sleeping in her bedroom in Wangfu. Why is it now?
The curtain is on the ground!
Jiang Baiwei instantly woke up and suddenly sat up with a burst of dizziness, but she fell limply again. Fortunately, Pan Hui reached out and caught it this time.
Pan Hui slowly put the true qi into Jiang Baiwei’s body to eliminate her residual drug department, which only slightly deviated from the way, "Can the princess go now?"
If Pan Hui is still wondering whether the rescued woman is the monarch of structure.baiwei, she can be sure that she is the one who helped her out outside the city gate this afternoon.
Jiang Baiwei shook his head and stood up to see clearly that the person in front of him was the girl with the ice stream leader Long Yin Fei at the gate this afternoon.
"Why am I here?" After a pause, Jiang Baiwei asked her that she had actually seen the unusual dizziness in the ground bag just now, which also made her trance. After all, she grew up in Wangfu, and even if she was well protected, she had at least a sense of danger. Even worse, when she was very young, she was kidnapped once. That feeling is still fresh in her memory.
For Jiang Baiwei, the girl in front of her, rest assured that the person who can get the approval of the ice flow master will never hurt the Beiqi royal family, otherwise the ice flow will not let her go first.
Pan Hui looked at the monarch with golden branches, jade leaves and baiwei, and saw that she was calm at the moment. She never seemed to be frightened by her situation. She immediately looked up at her and smiled, "The monarch was taken away by bad people, and I just took it back when I passed by."
"What about those people?" Jiang Baiwei asked
"You want to see them?" Pan Hui has some doubts. It’s unusual for a gold leaf to have the courage.
Jiang Baiwei nodded, "I want to see if it was the group of people who kidnapped me a few years ago." Although all those people were arrested in those years, a few people escaped, but it would not be those people who made a comeback. She remembered that those people were very recognizable by tattoos.
Pan Hui saw that he looked firm and said, "Come with me, but it won’t be very nice to prepare for the scene first." He turned and walked towards the fighting place.
Rao is Jiang Baiwei, who is ready for psychological preparation, but still stunned by the bloody scene in front of him. He immediately ran far away, covering his nose and mouth, and then bent over and vomited.
Pan Hui’s heart is usually shocked. In front of her, the green flag street is a fragment of residual limbs. I can’t see the human form. At this time, the waning moon has broken free from the thick clouds. By the dim moonlight, Pan Hui saw blood scattered all over the floor. Even the walls are scarlet spots, but there are no heads of the seven people in a pile of residual limbs. That is to say, after these seven people were killed, they failed to keep a corpse.
Who the hell is this? How cruel! You’re not afraid of being cursed!
Pan Hui closed her eyes and tried to find out the first person’s breath from the air. Unfortunately, the thick smell of blood covered everything and made her trace.
Jiang Baiwei vomited for a long time. When she saw Pan Hui walking slowly, she suddenly understood that these people were not killed by her, but were silenced after she left. Even if they were silenced, they should be able to find clues. If it is really that group of people a few years ago,