Chapter 79: Quick Thinking in Crisis

It's over, wolves ahead, tigers behind!

Yang Jun saw the situation, no way up to heaven, no door down to earth.

At this moment, what should be done?

"Wife, quickly help me; husband knows I was wrong, from now on whatever you say, I will listen."

Yang Jun strained his throat and immediately shouted.

Hearing Yang Jun's words, Mo Qingyan stood stunned on the spot.

This shameless bastard, what nonsense is he spouting again?

What wife and husband, when did I have such a relationship with him?

Not only was Mo Qingyan dazed, those pursuers at this moment were also very tense.

There are accomplices? No wonder this kid ran this way.

"Since they're accomplices, kill them all."

The leader of the masked men let out a shout, simultaneously drew his long sword, and swung it forcefully in the air.

This group then rushed over, shouting loudly, about to kill.

Mo Qingyan's mood was very bad at this moment; encountering Yang Jun, her anger rose again.

And by this time, the appearance of this group of masked men added to his bad luck.

"A bunch of bastards asking for death!"

Mo Qingyan coldly rebuked, brandishing her long sword, she swiftly counterattacked.

Although she was clearly venting her own anger, at this moment she inadvertently became an accomplice.

Yang Jun watched this scene, very pleased.

Having someone share the firepower for me is, of course, the best.

"Wife, you're mighty, kill them all!"

"Yang Jun, go die!"

Mo Qingyan angrily rebuked; this matter made her even more indignant.

"The wife speaks well; we must let this bunch of shameless scoundrels die!"

As soon as Mo Qingyan's words fell, Yang Jun exaggerated, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.

Hearing such words, Mo Qingyan became even more furious and anxious; her expression and demeanor made Yang Jun stare blankly.

Not bad, indeed beautiful; looking at her appearance, her gaze, truly astonishing.

Upon hearing Yang Jun's words, Mo Qingyan's eyes almost popped out.

This bastard actually twisted my words like that.

Furthermore, most importantly, although I wanted his life, this bastard with just a few sentences immediately turned the topic around, changing the nature of these events.

So the matter became even more dissatisfying.

"We act under orders; whoever dares to side with Yang Jun and obstruct us will surely seek death!"

These masked people were also furious; aren't they always saying Yang Jun is a worthless playboy with no strength? But now look, how did it become like this?

With so many of us, we still can't do anything against a single Yang Jun.

Such a thing is simply embarrassing, simply unacceptable!

In a moment, the masked men roared again, raised their voices, and gave loud orders.

The group split up, each taking Yang Jun and Mo Qingyan as two sides, and immediately moved to engage.

Yang Jun sighed lightly; the situation at present is just like this.

Only by giving it our all can we resist, then talk.

Yang Jun also wondered, who are these people behind him?

Mo Qingyan also had no way out, being dragged into trouble by Yang Jun.

Wanting to escape seems also impossible.

The only possibility is to first deal with these people.

Even if we can't kill them, the only option is to force them back and then escape.

Yang Jun's side also fought desperately.

At this moment, the Holy Sword; its crimson aura flowed swiftly, and in an instant, powerful sword qi streamed forth.

Furthermore, at this moment, the sword qi Yang Jun released from the Holy Sword actually merged with the sword qi Mo Qingyan released, jointly striking the masked men.

"It's still the wife who's good, it's the wife who's good to me."

Yang Jun saw this and laughed again, hahaha.

Under the current circumstances, he was also very satisfied.

With Mo Qingyan sharing the firepower, I wanted to cope with all this, and indeed it became much easier.

Mo Qingyan gritted her teeth; her eyes were filled with anger.

This Yang Jun simply deserves to die.

Because of him, I have been humiliated.

Now, because of him, I am being besieged.

It seems I truly owed him in a past life.

Otherwise, how would I constantly encounter such things?

Yang Jun just gave a hehe smile, not taking it to heart.

At this moment, Mo Qingyan clenched another bead in her hand.

Yang Jun saw this thing and immediately recognized it.

Wasn't Mo Qingyan's earlier escape just relying on this thing?

With a bang, the bead burst, and soon smoke spread everywhere, blocking people's view.

"What's going on? How did you let them get away?"

When the smoke cleared, the leader of the masked men finally realized something was off.

As far as the eye could see, there was no trace of Yang Jun and Mo Qingyan.

At this moment, he roared repeatedly.

"It's over, now we're in trouble, hurry, hurry back to report!"

The leader of the masked men let out a long sigh from his mouth; facing such a situation, all he could do was this.

But they all knew that letting Yang Jun escape meant they couldn't avoid responsibility.

As for how they would be dealt with, that remains unknown.

Yang Jun and Mo Qingyan walked toward the Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

Having just escaped, both were cautious, not daring to take the main road, but continually moving along the edges.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Hei Ming, genuine Hei Ming; if you let me go, I'll reward you with several people worth a thousand taels of gold when I return!"

But just then, another voice came from ahead.

Yang Jun raised his head; a middle-aged man was being surrounded by a group of martial artists.

Yang Jun was somewhat surprised; the Sword Hut matter was over, and he had thought these martial artists had already fled the capital, but he never expected to still find them here.

It is precisely this kind of thing that makes them feel extremely surprised.

Yang Jun himself couldn't leave the capital, because too many people were watching him.

The Pingxi Prince's Mansion's position is so awkward that if he tried to run, he would likely only die.

And these martial artists, wanting to leave, isn't that very easy?

Now it seems they have set their sights on something good again.

Otherwise, what would there be worth fighting for with this bunch of guys who have their heads hanging at their waists?

"The richest black gold of Great Xia, we came just to catch you. Anyway, hand over what you're holding in your bosom, or else you'll only die."

The burly leader, stout as an ox, with a voice like a great bell, immediately spoke, his eyes fiercely fixed on Hei Ming.

"Ladies and gentlemen, any amount of money can be negotiated, but this thing really won't do."

Hei Ming quickly guarded the item in his bosom; this thing must not be lost.

Otherwise, his own life would be hard to save, and his family too.

These things cannot be bought with money.

"Haha, are you treating us as fools? By risking your life to guard this thing, you're saying it's valuable—hand it over quickly, or else we won't be polite."

The leader let out a cold snort from his mouth and roared loudly.