The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Qu Feitai stayed in Shendu Kingdom for more than a month. During these days, he also learned some customs and customs of Shendu Kingdom, and it is time to go back.

He looked at the girl wearing a black cloak and a fox fairy mask in front of him. Under the colorful night, she wore a mysterious aura. She was clearly in front of her eyes, but she seemed to never be able to catch her.

The hand hanging by her side was clenched and then loosened, feeling the warmth of the night wind blowing over her fingertips.

He couldn't see through the expression behind the mask, but he knew that her expression must not have changed, and to her, he was just a somewhat familiar stranger.

It seemed that everyone in this world was just a visitor to her.

"Bon voyage." A calm voice without waves, flowing like water under the night.

Noisy noises came from far and near, terrified shouts sounded one after another, and the flow of people was like a huge sea tide in an instant. Everything happened too fast, and by the time Ming Jing reacted, it was already too late.

Her waist was clasped by a big palm, her eyes were spinning, her forehead hit her hard chest, and the familiar breath filled her mouth and nose again.

"Hmm..." A suppressed muffled groan filled his ears, and the big hand clasped around his waist suddenly exerted a little force. The scalding temperature scorched the tender skin through the thin fabric, and the lake of heart rippled slightly.

Panicked crowds swarmed up, and their panic turned into a bitter wind, he used his back to protect her from injuries from all directions, and used his solid chest to prop up a warm haven for her.

"You're crazy." The pool of clear water behind the mask, which had been calm for thousands of years, finally had waves.

Qu Feitai picked her up and rushed out with the flow of people, the breath he exhaled hit his ears, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

"I'm only crazy if something happens to you."

"Let me go, I can walk by myself." Ming Jing wanted to break free, but suddenly realized that the current situation could no longer tolerate her.

The flow of people is close to both sides of the Qufei platform, and the landing will definitely be impacted, which will hurt the innocent, and now is the best way.

Ming Jing poked his head out from Qu Fei's shoulder, observing the surrounding situation.

Due to the dance party at night, there was a huge flow of people in the square. It can be said that there are huge crowds of people. Accidents are inevitable. The Forbidden Army responsible for the security of Guyun City specially dispatched a team to maintain order on the spot. Such low-level accidents should not have happened.

Ming Jing heard exclamations from the surrounding crowd from time to time: "Bomb, there is a bomb..., everyone run..."

Ming Jing's eyes shone slightly, and his expression turned cold.

The square is crowded with people, and once an explosion occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

She immediately stood up from Qu Feitai's arms, raised her breath and jumped up, touched Qu Feitai's shoulder with her toes, and swept away like a gust of wind under Qu Feitai's astonished eyes.

Ming Jing was wearing a black cloak, her whole body was airtight, and it almost blended perfectly with the night. People were so busy running around that they didn't even notice that someone was passing by above their heads. By the time they realized it, they had already disappeared.

The bright mirror flew over the crowd like a gust of wind, and soon came to the central high platform.

"Don't panic, listen to me."

A cold voice spread out and fell on everyone's ears clearly.

Hearing this familiar voice, the fleeing crowd subconsciously stopped and turned around to look.

On the high platform, the girl's skirts are flying, black and white are intertwined and rolling, so immortal and charming.

The hood fell down, and the mask was taken off with bare hands, and the long dark night seemed to be much brighter because of this beautiful face.

"It's the saint..."

After the people exclaimed, they respectfully knelt down on the ground and called the saint in their mouths.

The echo echoes around the beam and lingers for a long time.

This is the power of faith.

"There are no bombs at the scene, but chaos created by people with ulterior motives to achieve ulterior motives. The laws of heaven are clear and the hearts of the people are at ease. Those who commit chaos will be punished by heaven."

The saintess spoke well, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the back after being exhausted.

"Who is so bold and dares to make trouble under the eyes of the saint, he really deserves to die."

There were angry and injustice words from the crowd.

The saint's wonderful eyes swept across the crowd calmly. Wherever she passed, it was like an icicle covering her head, which made people afraid and dare not look at her.

I saw the saintess raised her long sleeves, a cold light flashed, and a man leaped out of the crowd, and fell under the high platform in a state of embarrassment.

The man's face was dazed, and after he realized it, his expression suddenly changed. He tried to break free from the ropes that entangled him, but found it was futile.

Then he raised his head and stared angrily at the girl on the high platform: "I'm just a commoner, what is the saint doing?"

"Saint..." Tian Wu rushed out from the crowd with a look of panic.

Fortunately, the saint was fine, otherwise he would die and would not be able to atone for his sin.

"If you do it honestly, I can still give you a chance of survival. If not, you will never be able to keep this kind of disaster?"

The cold voice of the saintess implied majesty. The saintess everyone saw was holy and gentle. We had never seen such a harsh side of her, and we couldn't help being shocked.

But I have to say that such a saint is more intimidating, and it makes people feel deep respect in their hearts.

The man's face froze, and he snorted coldly: "Even if you are a saint, you can't just condemn me, how innocent I am."

"Yeah?"

The ending sound is slightly hooked, which is inexplicably shocking.

Tian Wuji stepped forward winkingly, grabbed the man's throat, and quickly pressed several acupuncture points on the back of the man's neck with his other hand.

The man trembled at first, his eyes turned from shrewd to dull, and suddenly he shouted: "I say, I can say anything."

Tian Wu curled his lips. The Suzaku Department has thousands of ways to interrogate prisoners, and it is just a trivial skill to paralyze the nerves and tell the truth.

The man was about to open his mouth, but suddenly his eyes protruded, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

This scene shocked everyone.

Tian Wu immediately stretched out his hand to check his breath, his face was serious.

People are dead.

The calm crowd became restless in an instant, but because of the suppression of the saintess, it was still calm.

Everyone couldn't see the face of the saint on the high platform clearly, but felt that this seemingly ordinary night had become dangerous.

Before he knew it, perhaps the world of Shendu Kingdom was about to change.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse is an unknown for everyone.

At this moment, Bai Hu led the Silver Armored Guards to arrive.

"I will definitely give you an explanation for today's matter. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Everyone, please go home quickly."

The saint's voice fell, and the silver armored guards wearing silver armor and holding spears walked into the crowd and began to disperse the people in an orderly manner.

After listening to the words, the people didn't dare to stay longer, and they all rushed home without stopping.

Ming Jing walked up to the man, Tian Wu lowered his head in shame.

He seems to have messed things up again.

Ming Jing glanced at the man's livid face: "I've been poisoned."

Tian Wu raised his head suddenly: "What exactly is the person behind it trying to do?"

Ming Jing looked around, and the people gradually dispersed, leaving only the last group.

Nuo Da's central square was empty, and the imperial guards guarded the periphery, far less energetic than the Silver Armored Guards.

Ming Jing frowned and thought carefully.

At this moment, a sudden change happened.

The last group of people who left suddenly turned around, took out weapons in their hands, and launched an attack in the direction of Zhuan Mingjing.

In the era of hot weapons, no iron wall can resist the power of bullets.

These bullets flew past Ming Jing's temples one after another, and none of them hit her in the dense rain of bullets.

"Saint..." Tian Wu was shot in the right arm, struggling to move in the hail of bullets.

"Remember what I said once."

Of course Tian Wu remembered that the saint said that when danger occurs, one must take care of oneself first.

But as a subordinate, he was too irresponsible. At this moment, Tian Wu felt deeply guilty because of his own weakness.

"They are coming for me, they won't hurt me, let's see what happens to them."

In the blink of an eye, a group of people approached, and the leader glanced at the bright mirror suspiciously.

It is indeed a talent to keep his face unchanged in the hail of bullets.

He grabbed Ming Jing's shoulder with his hands, and said without any compassion, "Saint, I've offended you."

The words fell under the cover of his subordinates and fled.

The imperial guards on the periphery did not intercept them in the slightest. It was clear that these imperial guards had been colluded with others a long time ago, otherwise riots would not have occurred easily at the scene.

It was already late when Baihu arrived, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me, if anything goes wrong with the saint, none of us can bear the responsibility."