Mu Zhuohua suddenly remembered a rumor.
King Ding was twenty-six years old, unmarried, and not close to women. It is said that he was injured on the battlefield.
She thought the rumors were true. After all, her father said that no man is not romantic and lustful, unless he is not a man.
So what is it that is holding you back now?
Ahhhhh, it's still moving...
Mu Zhuohua's attention has now completely shifted from the man in black to the stick under her body. Her temples are pulsing and her whole body is about to burn.
There was a sound of footsteps running under the tree, and Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly became aware of the tightness and heat of Mu Zhuohua in his arms.
Liu Yan leaned down and lowered his voice and said in her ear: "Relax, they are leaving."
Mu Zhuohua thought to himself, how can it be possible to relax? You are more dangerous!
Liu Yan noticed that Mu Zhuohua's cheeks were hot and touched her face, thinking she had a cold or fever.
Mu Zhuohua felt Liu Yan's cool hand brushing his cheek, and his pupils suddenly shrank - beast!
She subconsciously turned her face away and pushed Liu Yan away resistingly. However, this slight movement caused the overwhelmed branch to make a clear sound - "click"!
The man in black who had walked not far away suddenly stopped and ran back quickly.
Liu Yan was startled and reached out to catch Mu Zhuohua who was falling. The two fell from the treetop. Fortunately, Liu Yan hugged Mu Zhuohua's waist and the two were not injured.
But two men in black had already arrived in front of them, raising their long swords and slashing at them.
Liu Yan pushed Mu Zhuohua behind him and pointed a concealed weapon at the two of them.
"Don't move!"
Mu Zhuohua stood behind Liu Yan and saw what Liu Yan was holding. It was a golden tube that looked long and hard...
Mu Zhuohua suddenly realized what was holding him up before, his head was confused, indescribable emotions were flowing in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt towards Liu Yan.
Alas, it's my own dirty thoughts.
The two men in black stood there, looking at each other in confusion at the unfamiliar weapon in Liu Yan's hand, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Liu Yan said coldly: "This is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle."
Mu Zhuohua's eyes widened, wanting to take a closer look at the legendary king of hidden weapons.
The two men in black were even more afraid to move after hearing this. It is said that the heavy rain pear blossom needle can kill a whole group of people with one thousand needles.
Liu Yan held the syringe in his right hand and blocked Mu Zhuohua with his left hand. The man in black stared at Liu Yan's right hand closely, but did not see any movement from Liu Yan. He saw two men in black who could not even make a sound. As soon as they were released, they all fell to the ground and lost their breath.
Mu Zhuohua took a breath and lowered his voice: "Pear blossom needles are invisible and silent during heavy rain?"
Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "There is no such thing as a rainstorm pear blossom needle to lie to them."

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The Legend Zhuohua
Historical Fiction(GOOGLE TRANSLATE ONLY) THIS STORY IS NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PORPUSE ONLY. JUST FOR FUN. It tells the love story of a woman who overcomes many trials to become a female official, and a general who has weathered many hardships in his road to v...