Chapter 1132 (1/1)

The man was successful in one move, but he was not satisfied. He immediately raised his knife and stabbed again. Wen'er saw it, threw the silver spindle in his hand, and hit his right knee. The man fell to the ground, the dagger fell off, holding the knee and howled: ”who is it, who is plotting against me? You have the ability to stand up and fight with me. ”

At this time, the onlookers around quickly retreated, how far away they were from each other, afraid that they would get close and suffer from disaster.

So by the man's side, there was only wen'er and the Royal Prince with the injured arm.

The man pointed to wen'er and said, ”little white face, is it you?”

Wen'er leaned over and picked up the silver ingot that had just been used to throw at him. He sighed: ”I thought it was such a powerful angle. I didn't expect it to be so weak. I just threw it lightly, and you became like this. You still call yourself Laozi here, and you are not afraid of being laughed at.”

At this time, the pain in the knee of the man has eased a lot. He has been walking around the city of Kyoto for many years. When did he suffer such a loss? How could he swallow this tone, stand up and get up, pick up the dagger that fell to the ground, and lift it to stab.

Wen'er's feet were light and slippery. He dodged his stab, stretched out a hook, and caught the man's feet. He fell into shit again.

The man is not a fool either. He can see that this little white face has Kung Fu on it, and Kung Fu is above him. He is alone today. He can't beg for it in his hand. He points to wen'er and says, ”you, wait for me. Don't run if you have the ability.” He said it himself and ran first.

Wen'er said, ”I'm not a stake. I've grown up here. I'll leave if I want. Can you manage it?”

The prince of royal guards on one side always looked at wen'er, and saw that she was slender and short enough than him. She was too handsome to cover up. He thought of his sister, who was as big as her, and always liked to sneak out and play like this.

Knowing that she was a girl, he didn't break her. He just went forward and said with a smile, ”thank you for your help.”

Wen'er immediately returned the gift and smiled, ”the playwright often said that if the road is rough and the knife is used to help, it's probably like this. Don't thank you, don't thank you. I'm not for you. I just don't like him.”

Wen'er's eyes fell on his arm: ”your wound is not shallow. I need to deal with it. I know some medical skills. If you can rest assured, let me bandage you.”

The prince of the royal guards did not ask for it. He immediately glanced around and said with a smile, ”I think there is a tea shop over there. I'd better go there and have something to eat.”

Wen'er nods. She doesn't know what to do for fun. At present, this brother is older than her. He wants to have some experience. He can have a tea chat with him. He shouldn't be bored.

They went to the tea house and waited for the girl su'er to be taken. They were both her gold masters. They fought with bullies for her. How could they abandon her?

Sitting down in the tea shop, wen'er glanced at su'er, who was embarrassed to follow, and said with a smile, ”why don't you call su'er together, brother?”

The prince of the royal guards didn't return either, sighed: ”what I can do has been done. Even if she comes, I won't take her back.”

Wen'er doesn't understand: ”but you just said you wanted to take her away.”

The prince of the royal guards shook his head: ”I was just testing her, but I didn't expect that she was the kind of person I wanted to be.”