Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 167: Hug the beauty back home

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Just when Zhao Qian ran outside the gate of Longqian Palace, a group of imperial guards were already chasing him.

They were outnumbered and quickly surrounded Zhao Qian, trapping him in the center.

Facing the swords, guns, swords and halberds dazzling in front of him, Zhao Qian felt miserable.

He never thought that one day, he would actually fight against the Royal Forest Army.

I wonder if it’s too late for him to take off his mask now

At this moment, a very unbeatable voice sounded.

"Ha, it's the first time in my life that I've seen such a fat assassin. What I'm curious about is, how did such a fat body avoid the patrols of the imperial guards?"

If Zhao Qian's eyes could turn into sharp arrows, Chu Yi would have been shot into a hornet's nest by now.

In order to prevent the matter from getting worse and alerting his master, Zhao Qian had already put his hand on the mask, ready to take it off and capture him without mercy.

But before he could make a move, a familiar, intimidating voice came from behind a group of forest guards.

"what happened?"

"I am here to report to your Majesty that an assassin has broken into the palace." A general reported loudly.

Zhao Qian froze, and he was frightened to death.

It's over, it's over, the master will definitely tear his bones apart!

He could already foresee his tragic fate.

For a moment, his face was ashen.

But when he saw Lu Liangwei standing next to his master, his eyes flashed, and he knew he was going to die. Before he died, he had to complete the task.

Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled out the sharp sword from his waist, made a feint, and flew towards Lu Liangwei before the imperial guard could react.

His purpose was so obvious, he was heading towards Lu Liangwei.

Chu Yi was startled and quickly stepped forward to block with his sword.

Zhao Qian's offensive was stopped, and he secretly vomited blood.

The two hundred and fifty on the first day of the new year actually stole the limelight from the master's heroic rescue of the beauty. He really deserves a beating.

But although the first year of junior high school is a bit inconsistent on weekdays, his martial arts is extremely high.

Tangled up by him, Zhao Qian couldn't get away for a while.

Seeing his master protecting Lu Liangwei and stepping aside, he was secretly worried.

Opportunities are rare. After this time, it will be difficult to practice again.

It's rare for a master to be interested in a girl, so he has to help her and win her back as soon as possible.

Chu Yi was secretly shocked that the opponent's martial arts skills were on par with his.

The master is still watching, how could he be left behind

Just when he was about to use all his strength to deal with it, suddenly, the opponent seemed to have understood his path, forcing him to be unable to use all his strength.

At this moment, the opponent flew a kick, targeting his lower body.

His expression changed drastically.

I didn't expect this assassin to be so nasty.

While he was defending, the assassin had already passed him and flew behind him.

The master and Miss Lu Er were standing behind him.

Chu Yi was startled and quickly turned around to intercept.

But when he turned around, he heard a strange "bang" sound, followed by smoke exploding, and an unusually spicy smell floated in the air.

Realizing something, he quickly covered his mouth and nose and rushed over.

In the smoke, the fat assassin was already squatting on the ground, choking and coughing violently.

"It's so spicy. It's killing me. Am I going to go blind?"

Hearing this voice, Chu Yi was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he didn't care anymore, stepped forward and grabbed the person on the ground.

After tearing off the mask on the other person's face, a familiar fat and white face was revealed.

"Zhao Qian!" Chu Yi gritted his teeth, thinking that in the previous battle, this guy was so obscene as to attack his lower body, he had the urge to castrate him again.

(End of chapter)