Chapter 395

"Yes

But she didn't know how to talk to Leng Yichen.

This competition is a horse race, the rules of the game, even Leng Yichen should be afraid of three points, the invitees of the game are Taoists with political and military background in the imperial capital.

She doesn't know what's at stake, but personally, she seems to be able to figure it out. Leng Yichen's leg injury before the race must have something to do with the horse race.

Is it human?

But Leng was reluctant to speak.

It's just that an Xiaojing seems to have decided that this matter is man-made.

This game will certainly involve a lot of interests. Maybe Leng Yichen will lose something if he loses, just like he will get something if he wins.

That's why someone started on him in advance.

Will it be?

Some of an Xiaojing's heart is floating.

Facing the person in front of him, looking at his bloody gauze, I don't know what to say.

Because Leng Yichen didn't want to tell himself.

Two people, on this silent.

"Ding Dong!"

There was a knock at the door.

An Xiaojing's first reaction was Chengfeng.

When Leng Yichen called before, Chengfeng had already said that he would come here.

Without any hesitation, she went straight to the door.

But an Xiaojing was wrong.

As soon as her hand opened the door, a man in black came in and grabbed her by the neck.

It seems that the man in black is a woman.

"You

An Xiaojing's neck was pinched by her, and her voice was intermittent. She had no idea what had happened.

"Where is Leng Yichen?"

This time, the man in the room seemed to hear something, and then got up. He saw the situation here, but he also noticed that the man in black held Cheng Fei in his own hands.

"Let her go!"

"Let her go? Why? "

The tone of the man in black was a little chilly, and an Xiaojing was hurt when she caught her.

And Leng Yichen, without waiting for the woman to respond, comes over with an arrow, trying to seize Cheng Fei in the woman's hand.

However, he didn't realize that close to this direction, the woman had a knife hidden in her hand.

Seeing that an Xiaojing was about to be snatched away by Leng Yichen, she threw the knife hard.

As long as one centimeter, an Xiaojing's chest will be inserted by this knife.

And Leng Yichen blocked her.

He was deeply stabbed in the back by the woman.

Leng Yichen, without hesitation for a moment, took off the knife from his back.

Then a fierce fight back, throwing the knife at the woman's side.

The woman dodged and dodged the knife.

Leng Yichen's face has turned pale into a piece of white paper. Looking at the person in front of her, an Xiaojing feels that she wants to cry without tears.

And she didn't understand why she wanted to cry.

"Leng Yichen!"

"Ha ha, Leng Yichen, do you think you have the ability to protect all the people around you?" That woman's arrogant mouth.

"You can still have that tone of voice when you touch me here!"

Suffering from the pain, Leng Yichen opens his mouth to the woman.

"Who made you do it to my sister? If my sister dies, you'll lose your life. Yes, the young master won't let me touch you, but why should I listen to him? I'm only willing to kill you. You can't run away with my sister's death. "

Woman's face, full of anger and hatred, but also some abnormal smile.

An Xiaojing understood that this woman is here for revenge.

"Damn your sister!"

An Xiaojing suddenly opened her mouth. The woman named Honglian contradicted her face. She was already upset.

Now that this woman is under the master's hand, isn't her crazy action destroying all the master's plans?

"Yes, how could I forget? My sister's body at the police station has been disfigured. It must be you, you are jealous of her. Leng Yichen's side is just a woman like you. It must be you who have poisoned her. "

The woman didn't know where she was coming from, so she took out another knife.

"It's true that I ruined her appearance, but her death has nothing to do with me."

At this moment, an Xiaojing's mood also came up.

She doesn't have to carry a black pot that doesn't belong to her.

"Oh, that means her death is indirectly related to you?"

Women are good at inferring.

"So, Leng Yichen, is that the woman who hurt your leg?"

An Xiaojing looked at it, but after that, she was sure it was."Ha ha, how about me? He was lucky that he didn't kill him that day. You two can't afford to pay for my sister's death. "

With that, the woman's knife was ready to fly again, and the door opened.

It's Chengfeng.

One vote and his men.

See the scene inside the house, Chengfeng and his hands immediately take her down from behind.

The woman still wanted to do it, but she realized the person behind her.

It's dangerous.

An Xiaojing muttered in her heart.

The woman in black is held by Chengfeng's opposite arm. No matter how she moves, she can't help it.

"Who is the young master you just said?"

Leng Yichen's body is still injured, but he still came over with a pale face and asked the woman.

"You killed my sister, and you want to know who the young master is?"

The woman gave a cold smile and suddenly moved her eyes to an Xiaojing.

Facing an Xiaojing is a very deep look.

Leng Yichen still stares at her and asks.

"Who is it?"

"I won't tell you. If you want to know who the young master is, go and find out for yourself!"

Then, when Leng Yichen wanted to ask again, the woman killed herself by biting her tongue.

Leng Yichen admires the strength of this organization. The so-called young master can buy off such people.

Until his death, his subordinates will keep him, and will not even reveal any information about the so-called young master.

"Here it is Chengfeng looks at the woman who has lost her breath and suddenly notices Leng Yichen's face.

"Young master, you

Because Leng Yichen was wearing black clothes, even if there was blood on her body, she would not be easy to see, while an Xiaojing was pale to death behind her.

She was worried about what the woman had just said, but more about the man in front of her.

"Shut up

Leng Yichen did not say anything.

"Get rid of this woman quickly!"

Chengfeng didn't have to retort, so he nodded and agreed.

Then he went out of the room. When Leng Yichen turned around, he finally lost his strength and fell down.

"Leng Yichen!"

Cried an Xiaojing, then dragging the man's body, and her hands were soon stained with blood from his back.

Never seen Leng Yichen so weak and injured.

"Leng Yichen, don't die!"

She was a little flustered, but she didn't know what to do.