After he threw out this sentence, he turned around and left, just as he moved, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist!

  But Wei Luo tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, her small body leaning against his legs, and looked up at him with a pair of timid yet cunning and charming eyes.

  Jingling lowered his head and looked at her, then looked at the hand that was tightly wrapped around his waist. His large hands moved slightly, but he still didn't push her away.

  At this time, Wei Luo's stuttering voice came over, "Young Master, I..." She had just said that when she suddenly saw a flash of silver light and cried out in alarm, "Danger! There's an assassin!"

  As soon as the sound was made, she swiftly and nimbly turned her body to block in front of Jingling. Just as she blocked it, a silver light flashed like lightning, with cold air and murderous aura sweeping through the air in an arc, heading straight for Jingling behind Weiluo!

  Time waits for no one, and before she knew it, Wei Luo's eyes snapped open. She let out a clear cry, and at this moment, there was only one thought in her mind: This is a heaven-sent opportunity! Heaven won't destroy me! I must make the most of it and show him that he can't bully me again.

  Wei Luo was really being pressed too hard, and at such a critical moment, this thought actually flashed through her mind subconsciously.

  In the clear sound of Weilo's drinking, she clearly saw that the silver light became extremely slow and slow, with a clear trajectory! Time slowed down at this moment, and everything in front of her seemed to be in slow motion.

  Wei Luo quickly pulled out a wooden sword from her bosom, which she had always carried with her. Jing Ling had seen the wooden sword unintentionally exposed before, but at that time, he only took a glance and didn't pay attention to it - even children's toys were heavier and harder than that, making it impossible for people to take it seriously.

  Wei Luo raised the wooden sword in her hand, and with a light fluttering motion, she stabbed it out. Although her movements were light and agile, if one looked closely, they would discover that her pupils had shrunk slightly, and her breathing had deepened, as if she had entered a profound state.

  In the blink of an eye, Wei Luo's wooden sword arrived first and struck the silver light with lightning speed. A clear "ding" sound echoed out, causing everyone, including the servants who rushed over, the assassin, and even Jingling to be shocked. The wooden sword had actually blocked the silver light once, causing the sword's momentum to falter and its blade to bend!

  "This is a high-ranking swordsman's full-force strike! It was actually blocked by a single, lightweight wooden sword!"

  Although the sword used by this assassin was also a specially made, thin and soft sword for assassins, this assassin had been taking a kind of poison. They were superficially weak but extremely explosive, and were one of the most popular assassins in the world! The full force of their sword strike had already reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

  Such a powerful sword, such an accurate thrust, was actually deflected by the light and slow wooden sword of a young child, and the wooden sword didn't even break, clearly its master still had strength to spare.

  It turned out that his wooden sword was not a toy! It turned out that the young man was indeed a swordsman! This thought flashed through Jingling's mind.

  The masters clash, right at this moment!

  The assassin missed the first strike, and as he attacked again, the maidservants had already surrounded him, while the Prince of Jingling had also retreated a step back, keeping a safe distance!

  At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside, and in the blink of an eye, several green shadows flew quickly from outside the hall! Those ten maidservants, although they didn't have any weapons on them, were all skilled in martial arts. The assassin's initial plan had failed, and he was actually surrounded!

  Those few figures flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, they had surrounded the assassin. At the same time, the sound of clashing metal was incessant, and the assassin, who was surrounded by four experts, tried to retreat several times but could not escape. Suddenly, she let out a shrill cry, her long sword flashed, and in an instant, with a speed as swift as lightning, she slashed at her own neck, blood splattering three meters away, and her body thudded to the ground!

  Everyone looked at the Virgin Assassin lying in a pool of blood, their faces turned pale. They all knelt down simultaneously, and the sword master and the maidservants trembled with fear, saying: "Young Master, we are incompetent!"

  At this time, the remaining three Wu girls all fell to the ground with pale faces, and one of them was even wet under her skirt, obviously scared to pee. They never thought that one of their companions who came with them would be an assassin!

  When they encountered such a thing, their death date was fixed! Therefore, the eyes of the three women were full of despair, and they didn't even have the thought of crying for help to Jingling.

  Jingling strode towards the assassin, and as he passed by Wei Luo, who had been staring blankly at the wooden sword in her hand with her head lowered, he glanced at her before withdrawing his gaze.

  Arriving in front of the corpse of the assassin, he calmly asked: "Who gave this?"

  The two swordsmen who had summoned the Four Sons of Heaven lay on the ground trembling and said: "Qin Gongzi Yingyan."

  Jingling nodded, his thin lips curled up, and he said with a hint of a smile: "Good." As soon as this word came out, everyone was confused: how could the young master say it's good when they encountered an assassin? It's really strange!

  The Duke of Jingling waved his hand.

  As soon as he waved his hand, the swordsmen hurriedly squatted down and carried out the assassin's body. Five more people walked out of the swordsmen, they went to the three young women and two of them called over the four young women's swordsmen, they used force to lift up the five people who were prostrate on the ground and dragged them out of the great hall.

  Two maidservants began cleaning up the bloodstains on the floor.

  Everything is in order, and there's no need for further explanation.

  Two maidservants helped Jingling adjust his outer robe and tighten his jade belt. As they did, Jingling slowly said, "Summon the four gentlemen to the study for a discussion."

  "Promise!"

  With a neat promise in his voice, Wei Luo happily lifted her head and let out a big sigh of relief: My luck is really good, it's too good!

  She turned around and met the gaze of the Gongzi of Shangjing, who seemed to be smiling but not quite. Immediately, she put on a respectful face, clasped her hands together, and said in an extremely honest tone: "Just now, seeing the young master's urgency, this humble person was anxious like burning fire, and rashly blocked his way, please forgive me, young master!"

  To be honest, unfortunately, anyone who hears it knows that she is actually asking for punishment, but in fact, she is inviting credit!

  Jingling Gongzi gazed at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes, which sparkled with unbridled delight. He suppressed his smile and stared at her intently, saying: "What a waste of effort!"

  Wei Luo was taken aback, and the triumphant look on her face instantly vanished without a trace.

  At this time, Jinling's low command came again, "Loyalty can be rewarded, forgive you for privately storing the wooden sword! From now on, when attending, it is not allowed to carry!"

  Wei Luo hung his head and listlessly said, "Yes!" How can this guy be so petty? I used such great effort to block that one sword, but it was just offset like this? It's too excessive! Really, really too excessive!

  Jingling Gongzi didn't have the heart to reason with her at this time. He waved his hand and said lightly, "Leave!"

  "Hello!"

  Weiluo's promise was loud and clear.

  Listening to Weiruo's footsteps leaving, the Prince of Jingling didn't even turn his head, "If you escape, then as you said before, kill him if possible!"

  Wei Luo's little white face turned pale with excitement once again.

  She slowed down her pace, lowered her head and walked out weakly. As soon as she left the temple gate, she heard a faint sound of Qinling Gongzi's cold laughter coming from inside, "Stop Yun Yu's carriage!"

  "Promise!"

  The voice of the Duke of Jingling slowed down, with a hint of leisureliness, "Take him down, make things difficult for him, and tell him I'm seriously injured!"

  "Promise!"

  "Also send some soldiers to ask He Shangfu!"

  "Agreed!"

  At this time, Wei Luo heard Jinling Gongzi lightly laugh and say: "To endure until today before taking action, is quite clever! Hmph, for now let them have their way."

  Wei Luo was stunned, listening to Jingling's tone, he had expected that someone would assassinate him? And also knew that the possibility of being assassinated tonight was the greatest? No wonder he said earlier that he was "overcautious"! So it seems that he didn't plan to do anything to himself tonight, but just teased himself?

  To be honest, Wei Luo was feeling a mix of emotions at this moment. She was relieved to have escaped from the tiger's jaws, but also felt annoyed at being teased, and of course, there was also the frustration of having helped him, only to be blamed by Jing Ling.

  But all in all, she is more happy than not - today finally escaped safely.

  **

  Some readers say that Wei Luo woke up and found her clothes changed, which means that Jingling discovered her daughter's body. In fact, what was changed was the outer cloak she had placed on the couch. Her job changed to being a servant of the young master, which is equivalent to a promotion. So someone would also change her clothes and shoes to match her new status.

  Furthermore, with the status and power of the Duke of Jingling, he never thought that in his life, he would touch someone after they fainted to confirm his own conjecture. He is a noble gentleman, not stooping to such petty thoughts. Whatever he wants, he takes directly.