Zhao Ling, We Came For You

"Brother, do you know what's going on?" The woman in green asked the man in the yellow robe in a puzzled manner.

The man in the yellow robe looked impatient. "Why the Fourth Sister cares so much? Just hurry up and complete the orders of the leader. The people at Woyun Villa are very difficult to deal with, and the second brother will not be able to resist them for long outside."

Before he finished his words, the man moved his figure and came to Zhao Ling. He grabbed Zhao Ling and carried her on his shoulders.

Then, with a brush, a black cloth covered her, wrapping her firmly. Being carried, they flew away outside the door. The action was so fast that people were caught off guard. The lady in green followed closely behind and they withdrew out together.

"Ling'er!" Meng Yuan's always cold expression changed drastically when he saw this. He jumped up from the wheelchair quickly, and his figure flew out to the door in a flash.

Everyone present was also taken aback. No one thought that the goal of Wuji Teaching was Zhao Ling!

"What do you want?" Zhao Ling wailed. "Why me? Also, this big brother, can you be more professional in your abducting posture? It's really uncomfortable to be packed and carried on your shoulders. Do you know?"

Outside the gate of Xie's Mansion, in addition to Lu Ziqing and the officers and soldiers he brought, those fighting with the Wuji Sect were also the men and horses of Woyun mansion. The owner of Woyun Mountain Mansion, Yun Yi, who had always liked white clothes, wore a black night clothes and a strong outfit tonight.

What Lu Ziqing didn't expect was that the Wuji teachers were well-trained, and their leader, a man with a burly face and burly figure, was extremely powerful. Without the help of Woyun Villa, he and the men and horses he brought would not be their opponents at all.

"Yun Yi, stop them." Meng Yuan's voice was full of anger.

Yun Yi was fighting fiercely with the burly man of Wuji. He heard Meng Yuan's angry yelling, and then saw a man and a woman rushing out of it. He quickly commanded a group of shadow guards to surround the two.

"Let go of her." Meng Yuan leaped to the Xuanyi man, his face was blue with anger, and his eyes were as fierce as the nether fire. "The Xuan Palace is the enemy of the Wuji Sect. If you want revenge, you can do it against the king. What do you do with others?"

The green-clothed woman next to him smiled and said: "You spent a lot of money to rush to Suzhou from the capital city by yourself, King Xuan. Didn't you just try to find out the details of my Wuji teaching? But unfortunately, our leader's order is to catch King Xuan's beloved alive. And by the look of things, I don't think we caught the wrong person."

Yun Yi suddenly realized what was going on. It turned out that the woman the man carried on his shoulders was that kind of peculiar princess Xuan. No wonder Meng Yuan was so angry that he looked like this.

He suddenly began to sympathize with this Wuji teaching. They were messing with the wrong person. You would be very unlucky if you touch the inverse scales of Meng Yuan's beloved princess.

Zhao Ling really wanted to cry without tears.

When did she become Meng Yuanheng's beloved woman? Between her and him, there was nothing else but the nameless gift of marriage, okay?

Well, she admitted that she did feel a little moved towards Meng Yuan, and Meng Yuan didn't seem to have no feelings for her. But the two of them obviously haven't reached that point yet.

Yun Yi had guessed that the kidnapped was Zhao Ling, and had Meng Yuan's order, naturally he would not allow Wuji to reach the crowd outside and escape. He led the guards of Woyun Villa to swarm up, and surrounded the Promise Sect. Lu Ziqing dispersed the officers and soldiers to protect the Xie family and the rest of the people on the scene.

The scene of the chaotic fight fell into a stalemate for a while.

"Hey, can you let me down first?" Zhao Ling couldn't bear the posture of being carried on someone's shoulders. She poked the man on the back and said helplessly: "If you don't let me down, I'm going to throw up on you."

The man, the yellow robe, who carried Zhao Ling on his shoulders, was Wuji third guardian.

Promise taught four major guardians. The burly man was the second guardian, Wushou. The green-clothed woman ranks fourth, and her name is Flawless. And tonight, except for the great guardian, Wuchen, who did not show up, the other three guardians all came out in persons, which showed that the Wuji Sect attached great importance to this attack.

When Wuhen heard Zhao Ling's words, the corners of his mouth twitched. Among the four guardians, besides being flawless, he was also the guardian who paid attention to his image. How could he tolerate others vomiting on him in public?

After hesitating for a while, Wuhen put Zhao Ling down, but he still didn't relax his restraint on her. He squeezed her neck tightly with one hand. As if telling her that if she acted rashly, he would not hesitate to squeeze her neck to death.

Finally, Zhao Ling breathed out and inhale a gust of fresh air, and instantly felt a lot more relaxed. Although her neck was still tightly pinched by the Three Protectors, it was better than the feeling of being carried on the shoulder like a sack.

"Miss!"

"Ling'er!"

"Zhao Ling!"

For a while, the calls to her came and went one after another. Everyone looked at her anxiously.

Mr. Misty's white beard floated, standing in front of everyone, watching Zhao Ling with concern.

"My grandfather was frightened." Zhao Ling apologized. The birthday celebration was made like this. This Wuji Sect was really disgusting!

Mr. Miaomiao expressed appreciation for Zhao Ling's calmness. He gently shook his head and said kindly: "Ling'er, don't be afraid."

"Grandfather rest assured, Ling'er is fine." Zhao Ling smiled lightly.

Seeing that everyone was showing symptoms of poisoning, Zhao Ling looked at Situ Gong and asked, "Mr. Situ, how is the situation?"

"Subordinates are incompetent." Situ Gong was also sour and unstable, standing unsteadily. He had just given the detoxification pill he had with him to everyone. It was just that this detoxification pill could only temporarily suppress the toxicity, and couldn't eradicate the poison in the body.

And for a while, he couldn't detect the ingredients of the poison that the woman had inflicted, let alone prescribe the right medicine and produce the antidote.

"Although Mr. Situ is rich in experience, he is known as a genius doctor, but I believe he can't develop an antidote so quickly, otherwise, how can I be worthy of the title of "the girl with a thousand hands and poisonous"?" No time smiled smugly.

"The Fourth Sister is really amazing." The second protector uttered happily.

Wuhen urged impatiently: "King Xuan, your beloved woman is in our hands, let them all retreat."

Meng Yuan's face was blue, and his eyes contained endless killing intent. He tried his best to control his emotions and said in a cold voice: "You let her go, I will go with you."

When he went south to Suzhou this time, he originally intended to end this fight with Wuji using his own body as a bait. It would be like leading the snake out of the cave, and explore its reality. It was just that he didn't expect that Wuji Sect would actually aim for Zhao Ling.

"Hmph, our leader has a wonderful calculation. We knew what King Xuan's idea was, so we temporarily changed the order to find King Xuan's weakness and attack it. It seems we are right."

When did she become Meng Yuanheng's weakness? Zhao Ling thought in depression. Zhao Ling was not that weak. As an elite in the forensic field who could both perform autopsy and chase off evil, how could she become a weakness for others?