The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

The silver needle in her hand was very thin, but full of danger, braving the freezing cold.

The tip of the needle touched Zhao Heng's neck.

Zhao Heng had already sensed a slight tingling sensation, was he held hostage by Jiang Fu? !

"What are you all doing in a daze, why don't you come over!" He furiously yelled at the guards who were standing there in the dormitory.

Only then did the guards on the side react, and stepped forward holding their weapons.

The silver needle pierced Zhao Heng's neck, and bright red blood oozed out.

Cong Yin and Jiu Qu were stunned, my good fellow, this is really a bloodbath.

Manual **** disaster.

Jiang Fu lowered her eyes, she pressed Zhao Heng's hands with one hand, and stabbed his neck with a silver needle with the other hand, and said in an understatement:

"The needle is poisonous."

Zhao Heng's expression changed when she was holding her down.

The girl's clear voice rang in my ears again, her voice was very soft, "The kind that can make people bleed."

Congyin: "?"

Jiuqu: "?"

So that's how your fortune-telling works.

Zhao Hengqi's face turned purple, he gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Fu, what do you mean by this, do you know what crime is to kill a king!?"

"Kill the king?" Jiang Fu turned his head to look at him, frowning, "Who are you talking about killing the king?"

Zhao Heng stared at her, his canthus tearing apart: "You, you dare to assassinate me, I will kill you, and implicate the nine clans!"

"What are you still doing there, hurry up and take her down!"

Jiang Fu pressed the silver needle against Zhao Heng's neck, looked at the guards and said, "You don't really think you can hold me, do you?"

The voice was clean and clear, very light, with a trace of naive doubts.

It was such doubts that made Zhao Heng's personal guards guarding the palace hesitate.

After all, when she first came in, they didn't think that this girl knew martial arts, but just now...

Before they could see clearly, the emperor was captured by her...

They didn't know her depth, so they didn't dare to approach her rashly.

Cong Yin was completely stunned, and she glanced at those guards who were also stunned in disbelief, then turned her head in a daze, and her eyes fell on Jiang Fu again.

She said that she knows how to work hard, is this what she knows?

Such a large group of black and white masters can't hold her meeting point?

Cong Yin raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow, and instantly became ashamed.

Hey, everyone is scared and needs a girl's protection!

Jiuqu also leaned back, raised his hand and sluggishly tore off what was stuffed in his mouth, and stared at Jiang Fu dumbfounded.

The move she just used was taught by him before. It can be seen that she has learned it well, and the move is so fast that he can't even see it clearly.

But, what happened during the two years when he wasn't in Yandu? With so many guards here, isn't she afraid at all?

So many people really can't hold her?

Is she that strong now?

Seeing that they were hesitating, Zhao Heng was furious, and couldn't help but yelled, "A bunch of trash, are you afraid of her alone?"

"What's the use of raising you!"

"She wants to kill the king now, she wants to kill the king, but she still doesn't save her!"

"The one who saved me will be rewarded, the others..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fu raised his hand and stabbed the long needle hard.

Zhao Heng's eyes widened, and he felt blood gushing out from the place where he was stabbed.

Jiang Fu let go of his hand, allowing him to fall down, and said in a soft voice, "What regicide, senior brother, I was just joking with you."

You are not dead yet.