"I... "Mengying Lin spit out a word with difficulty, but her eyes were full of hesitation, she knew that the people who stood in front of her, was not so easy to fool. However, should she tell him the truth that her soul came from another world?

Even though she said so, he would have been more incredulous.

"Say!" Liancheng Mo's patience seems to have been polished, and the strength of his hand was a little heavier.

"I'll tell you the truth if you let me go." Mengying Lin choked a sentence. Maybe he felt that she would die if she went on like this. Then Liancheng Mo slowly loosened his hand and she said, "Actually, I can design weapons."

"Oh?" Liancheng Mo waited for her to continue, a faint smile came from the corners of his mouth.

Mengying Lin cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I have been learning to make weapons from an expert since I was a child, so I naturally read the drawings of weapons. It is not a coincidence that I can piece together the drawings of the crossbow. , but because I am familiar with the design of weapons, I can guess the structure roughly. That's all I can say. The only thing I can promise is that I am not a person of heaven's Pavilion. Others, I can't say, revealing the identity of my master, I can't live."

She only hoped the half-truth would muddle the matter away.

"Did you make the needle-crossbow yourself which wounded those people in my village?" Liancheng Mo asked.

Mengying Lin was shocked. Then she remembered that when she was trapped in the village, she had hurt the people in the village with her own gadgets. Now she though, she was afraid that it had already revealed flaws at that time.

She nodded, but instead of asking anything, Liancheng Mo turned to look in the yard.

The fighting in the courtyard had come to an end. Most of the black-clad people had fallen to the ground. Only a few people had rushed out of the siege, among them, there was he leading middle-aged man who was the leader and Mr.Xu Lao.

"People let go?" Liancheng Mo asked Tie Lu coldly.

"I had let him go." After Tie Lu answered, the commander began to clean up the mess.

"Well, put it back, in order to follow the vines." Liancheng Mo waved his hand, and the people around him immediately dispersed. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a small hill beside the yard. He unconsciously raised a smile and told the people around him "Give me a bow?"

Although Tie Lu did not know why, he immediately took a bow and arrow to send it to Liancheng Mo immediately.

Liancheng Mo took the bow, his slender fingers touched the tight bowstring, and then, in a moment, he pulled the bow and shot arrows, a shining shadow flew out of his hand, brought out a magnificent arc in the night, and finally plunged into the forest of the distant hills with thunder.

Before people could tell what had happened, they saw two figures sprang up on the hill, but one of the two figures seemed to be injured, and there was a flash of red blood when they ran away.

What a keen sense!

Mengying Lin, a layman who did not have martial arts at all, feels incredible. How did he know that someone hid there at such a long distance?

The more Mengying Lin looked at it, the more terrified she felt, the more she was afraid, the more she softened her attitude towards Liancheng Mo.

"Clean up here." Liancheng Mo ordered such a sentence, and walked away with graceful steps. He took a few steps and turned back to the Mengying Lin and waved to her.

People under the roof, if you wanted to live a little more relaxed, you must learn to bow your head.

Mengying Lin did not hesitate, and immediately followed the step, Liancheng Mo gave a meaningful glance, and the smile on the corners of his mouth full of laughter.

Liancheng Mo turned over and sat on the horse's back. He suddenly bent over and stretched out his hand to Mengying Lin. "Come up."

"Uh..." Mengying Lin was suspicious of his sudden change of attitude, but dared not refuse, so she put her hand in his arms.

The horse ran, but in a moment the effort disappeared into the public's sight.

Nobody could see, but on the top of the hill in the distance, two hidden figures were watching the direction.

Under a big tree, Zhang Hai sprinkled the powder of the medicine on the shoulder of his shoulder. "This prince of Xuan Wu is a keen observer."

"Yeah, shift. We were found so far away by him, and I couldn't hide from his arrow." There was a lingering fear of spitting.

"Well, this prince is more powerful than I expected, and such a man would not be an enemy as long as he went back to the capital and could not be an enemy." Zhang Hai also sighed.

I could see that his face was somewhat deep, and it was also difficult. "What about Miss Lin then?"

"Judging from the situation in the inn, she may not be willing to be around the prince of Xuanwu, and she has a deep understanding of weapons, and if she has the chance, she can take the best use of herself." Nevertheless, he could not help looking in the direction of their disappearance.

Rumor had it that the prince of Xuan Wu was romantic, but for those of them who control all kinds of forces, everyone knew that the wind of the prince was only a representation. If he was really romantic, the palace would not be a woman.

Night was deep, people did not know when there was a trace of stars in the sky, dots of light did not flicker, but when people looked up, it could not be ignored.

When Liancheng Mo returned to the inn with Mengying Lin, he saw a figure stumbling out and looking carefully before they dismounting, it was Yisheng Lin with several bruises on his face.

"Sister" Yisheng Lin rushed forward excitedly when he saw them, and was almost kicked by the raised horseshoe, which scared Mengying Lin to cry out.

He never called her sister like that before!

This voice of sister, but let Mengying Lin had an impulse to cry.

He stood timidly in front of the horse. His clothes were torn. He could see the vague marks of kicking and beating, but he did not show any pain at all. Instead, he smiled brilliantly. When his smile bloomed, two drops of hot tears rolled down.

Mengying Lin felt a pain in her heart and struggled to dismount, but the ink city was cold and humming, and pressed her body. "What is it? Isn't he good enough to stand here?"

"That's good end?" Mengying Lin blushed angrily and pointed to the wounds on Yisheng Lin. Turning back, she shouted at Liancheng Mo, "Didn't you see the wounds on him? He's still a child, but the man who started it is so cruel!"

When it came to Yisheng Lin, she became like a tiger guarding a calf, ignoring the ugly expression of the man in front of her.

"Ah, this skin injury deserved your anger! Mengying Lin, don't forget, who are you talking to? "The face of Liancheng Mo was very dark, and when he looked at the Yisheng Lin, his eyes became colder than before as a knife." Believe it or not, I can let him die here at once."

Because of this threat, Mengying Lin forced herself to calm down. She clenched her lower lip and stopped talking.