The host always wants to flirt with the villain after being bad

Xie Chengchao sat back on the chair, folded his arms and frowned.

"What are you watching this general do? What shameful thing did she buy?"

Sufeng was silent for a moment and then said slowly:

"It's nothing shameful, just some medicinal materials..."

"What medicinal materials?"

"Cuscuta, Cistanche deserticola, Eucommia ulmoides, deer antler, gorgon fruit..."

They are all medicinal materials that can nourish the kidneys, strengthen yang and treat deficiency.

Xie Chengchao's face instantly darkened, his teeth grinded loudly, and he squeezed out three words: "Jiang - listen - listen!"

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[In the white space, 323 looked at Xie Chengchao's data one after another. The danger level was that he could not accurately pinpoint one point, and he couldn't help but panic...]

The moon is high in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

In the deep dark night, occasionally there are birds chirping.

Suddenly, several black shadows quickly passed by in mid-air, and the leaves fell down.

Jiang Tingting was lying quietly on the bed. She was sleeping deeply. The window was half closed, and the moonlight filtered through the gap and gently poured into the floor of the house...

The breeze blew across her face, and the person on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. The man in black hiding his face next to the bed was stabbing her chest with a sword. Jiang Tingting's body reacted faster than his brain, and he immediately dodged, and the sword with a cold light penetrated the bed sheet.

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Jiang Tingting kicked him, but the man in black was on guard and dodged.

The two fight, the two swords intersect, and the moves are fatal.

Hit from inside the house to the roof.

As soon as Jiang Tingting appeared outside the house, he was surrounded by seven or eight men in black.

The man in black held a sword, and the cold swords from all directions were like white snakes spitting messages, hissing in the wind, and stabbing Jiang Tingting.

Jiang Tingting stood alone on the roof, the wind blew over her cheeks, and a few strands of hair were blown messy. Her face was expressionless and a little cold, but in the next moment, there was a slight smile, which looked a little charming.

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Xie Chengchao leaned against his chest and watched the scene casually in the dark.

"Master, aren't we going to rescue Miss Jiang?"

Xie Chengchao had a vague sneer on his lips.

"Save? Jiang Tingting is Song Huaiye's secret guard. What does it have to do with us that their own families are killing each other?"

Xie Chengchao looked like he was watching the fire from the other side.

Jiang Tingting, on the other hand, didn't know where she got the strength. She stepped on the roof and fell into the house to avoid attacks from all directions.

The men in black also got into the house one by one. Xie Chengchao and Sufeng could not see what was going on inside the house. They only heard the crisp sound of swords clashing, followed by bursts of painful wails...

The wailing sound suddenly stopped in an instant, and the room became eerily quiet.

Xie Chengchao panicked for no reason, frowned and quickly walked over and opened the door to the room.

In the room, a woman in a white dress was sitting casually on a chair with a sword in her hand. The window creaked in the wind, and her hair was blowing lightly in the wind. At her feet, people fell to the ground in a mess, unconscious.

Men in black.

Jiang Tingting raised his eyes to look at Xie Chengchao and Sufeng outside the door, tilted his head slightly, his peach blossom eyes were sultry, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, dangerous and charming.

"Hey, here are the survivors! I thought everyone in the General's Mansion was dead."

Hearing these words, Xie Chengchao's heart tightened and he breathed a sigh of relief. He sneered, walked over, and looked curiously at the man in black on the ground, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive.

"I didn't realize it, but the little secret guard is very powerful. One against ten, Song Huaiye is really a fool. Without such a powerful assistant like you, what a loss it is. If he finds out, he will probably cry to death."

Xie Chengchao walked to Jiang Tingting's side with a smile and said with concern:

"General, I'm late. Is the little secret guard not injured?"

Jiang Tingting put the sword on the table and glanced at Xie Chengchao.

There are four words clearly written on this guy's face: hypocrisy.