Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 226: The face is forced to stick to him

Although the original owner's temperament is unpleasant, no one wants her life.

On the contrary, it was me who accidentally ran into the scene of Chen Xuping killing Lin Qingyuan. Now that Lin Qingyuan is 'dead', Chen Xuping will naturally not let him go.

The smoke from the medicine ball temporarily blocked the killers, buying her some time.

She never expected that Chen Xuping would be so courageous that he would have someone sneak into the Huangzhuang to kill her.

The medicine ball has been improved by her, not only gunpowder, chili powder, but also drugs are added to it.

They caught off guard and inhaled it, their bodies would soften, and their vision would be blocked, so they would be unable to catch up with them for the time being.

But to ensure everything was safe, Lu Liangwei did not dare to stay, and ran towards the outside of the forest at the fastest speed.

Long Yang had just reached the entrance of Taolin when he heard a familiar sound.

His complexion changed slightly, and he immediately performed lightness kung fu, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

Lu Liangwei saw Long Yang appearing in the Taolin from a distance, and suddenly felt relieved, and couldn't help but slow down.

Long Yang has rushed over, took her into his arms, and asked nervously: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Lu Liang took a breath, but his voice was calm enough, "Your Majesty, there are assassins."

As soon as she finished speaking, those killers had already chased after her.

If it was an ordinary person, the drug released by the medicine ball would have overwhelmed the person long ago.

But these people are well-trained killers, and the place is empty, so the smoke clears quickly.

Lu Liangwei felt a little regretful, and made up his mind that next time, he must add a heavy enough drug to the medicine ball to ensure that the drug can be poured out immediately.

Although the killers were not affected by the drug, their eyes were reddened by the smell of pepper.

They chased after them with difficulty, but saw that there was already a man beside Lu Liangwei.

They came here following Lu Liangwei, just looking for an opportunity to kill her.

They originally thought that this mission would be easy, and seeing that Lu Liangwei was pretty, they also had some nasty thoughts, so they didn't rush to start.

But what they didn't expect was that Lu Liangwei would come into Huangzhuang.

They put away their thoughts, avoided the guard's eyes and ears, and sneaked in.

Originally planned to kill Lu Liangwei and leave, but there were so many variables. They especially didn't expect that Lu Liangwei had a 'hidden weapon' on him, so they were caught off guard and almost fell for it.

Looking at the man who was protecting Lu Liangwei behind him, they all looked at each other, and without delay, they swung their weapons and rushed over.

They are all assassins secretly cultivated by Zuixiang Pavilion, so naturally they are not afraid of death.

If the task is not completed today, they don't have to go back.

Lu Liangwei was held in Long Yang's arms, and her face was forced against his chest. She only saw the sword light sweeping away, and the next moment, she heard several screams.

Lu Liangwei's scalp felt a little tight.

Before he came back to his senses, the man had already embraced her and turned around, his voice calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go."

"Oh." Lu Liangwei followed him obediently without looking back.

Long Yang looked down at her, seeing that she didn't obviously reject his embrace, a happy look crossed his brows.

The two walked out of the forest. At this moment, there was a piercing voice, and Lu Liangwei only heard the muffled hum of a man. Immediately afterwards, he saw Long Yang throw his backhand.

An even more screaming sound broke the silence in the forest.

Lu Liangwei didn't have time to think about it, first he supported Long Yang's arm, saw the bright red seeping from the arm that was holding him, frowned, and said anxiously: "You are injured."