Under the light of the moon, the two masked men in black "hehe" sneered, and their shadows stretched long on the ground, making the night suddenly strange and dangerous.
One of the men in black asked in a hoarse voice: "Is that Mr. Linghu Huo Ri in the car?"
"So what?"
"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Mr. Linghu has an ancient Wuming fan in his hand. On it, there is a Chinese character of 'Qianqian gentleman, gentle and moist as jade.' It is the calligraphy of the orthodox famous master Xiao Jun. Can we brothers borrow the fan?"
"No! Ah San, let's go, ignore them!" Linghu Shuiyue did have a fan in her hand, but she didn't know that it was called the "Five Ming Fan".
Could it be that this fan is some kind of treasure
A voice that only Linghu Shuiyue could hear said: "My brother has an organic spring on this fan! Pull it once, it is like a small bow and arrow."
"Um."
Isn't it just a paper fan? Although it is indeed very delicately crafted, when you shake it open, a faint fragrance enters your nostrils, and there are indeed eight words on it: "A modest gentleman, as warm and moist as jade."
Take a closer look, and you will find that there is a mystery in it!
Under the moonlight, if you block the bridge and borrow a fan, don't you know in advance that the person in the sedan chair is Mr. Linghu? Is this as simple as borrowing a fan? I'm afraid it's not a robbery or a deeper attempt
Linghu Shuiyue lifted the curtain of the carriage with the handle of her fan, and saw that under the melting moonlight, two masked men in black were stopping in front of the carriage, and the carriage driver Ah San stopped the carriage with some fear.
Hearing Mr. Linghu told him to continue driving, he slapped his whip on the horse's buttocks, and with a sound of "Drive!", he continued on his way.
At this moment, two men in black suddenly rose from the ground and flew towards Linghu Shuiyue in an instant. The five-clawed golden dragon stretched out, and they both came to grab the fan in Linghu Shuiyue's hand.
Linghu Shuiyue clasped his hands together and patted lightly, and the two generals of Linghu rushed out from the darkness holding swords and stopped the two men in black.
Linghu Shuiyue only brought two family generals with her, because she didn't expect that someone would come to snatch the ancient fan from her on the way. This is Linghu Huori's personal belongings, she must not be "borrowed" by others.
The people in General Linghu's mansion, even if they are just small family generals, their martial arts are very good. But when facing these two men in black, they fought very hard, and it seemed that they were no match for these two men.
When the fight was inextricable, suddenly, another man in black came from the left to sneak up on Linghu Shuiyue who was watching from the carriage with the carriage curtain lifted.
When Linghu Shuiyue was about to pull the spring of the fan on her hand, she was caught off guard when a white shadow came towards her from the right, and said coldly with a voice: "Where is the thief, dare to sneak attack Young Master Linghu? Shou die!" Bar!"
The sword light flashed! A white shadow passed by like lightning!
Linghu Shuiyue never expected that Bai Ying would be Nine Master You Wang, and what was even more unexpected was that he was so fast! Just in the blink of an eye! She didn't even have time to pull the machine spring in her hand!
It was as if someone had arrived before the sound was heard, like a phantom, she felt her waist tightened in vain, and was wrapped tightly by an arm, and she was suddenly carried away from the carriage.
"Why are you hugging me? I don't need Jiuye to meddle in my business!" Linghu Shuiyue was carried into the sky in an instant, and a gleaming long sword was handed out from Jiuye's hand, like a flash of lightning.
"If you don't want to die, get out!" Jiuye's voice sounded in the moonlit night.
"Ah! It's King You, God of War!" The man in black walked quickly, as if frightened by Master Jiu's reputation.