Everyone thinks I'm a wealthy doctor's son-in-law

From the entrance to the four rows of bookshelves in the center of the hall, there is a distance of about [-] meters, and it will take more than ten seconds at the fastest.

Lu Ming estimated the time, then took Shi Xiu with one hand and Shangguan Yanran with the other, and turned to look at Yao Qing and He Xinyi.

"I counted to three, and ran forward with all my might, to the bookshelf, understand?" Everyone nodded.

Only Shangguan He had a sneer on his face, thinking that this must be Lu Ming's conspiracy, and he wanted to use them as cannon fodder to lead the charge. He would definitely not run away when the count reached three. Shangguan He was very sure of his guess. .

Lu Ming has already started counting, "One... two... three!"

After three words exited, Lu Ming pulled the two of them forward quickly like an arrow leaving the string, Yao Qing and He Xinyi followed closely.

Fuck, really run?
Shangguan He frowned, and after a moment of bewilderment, he obviously slowed down.

"Master?" It wasn't until Ying asked that Shangguan He came back to his senses, and Sa Yazi rushed forward.

However, due to a slow beat, when he and Ying ran halfway, the five of Lu Ming had already arrived behind the bookshelf, and they had found a cover according to Lu Ming's instructions.

creak...

The sound of the mechanism being touched came.

Whoosh!swoosh swish...

Immediately afterwards, sharp arrows flew from the mouths of the twelve zodiac signs at the top of the hall, and they immediately fell like a rain of swords.

Shangguan He bared his teeth and glared, remorseful in his heart, but he thought he was smart but was played by Lu Ming again.

He tried his best to avoid the arrows that shot down quickly, and ran forward crazily.

Whizzing!

The fast arrows were nailed in front of Shangguan He, causing him to stop abruptly. When he was panicking, several arrows came with the sound of piercing the air, which made Shangguan He frightened out of his wits.

Fortunately, Yingyan quickly jumped up, brandishing the dagger in his hand, blocking the incoming arrows.

"Master, let's go! I'm here to break the queen!" Ying shouted loudly.

Shangguan He didn't hesitate at all, while Ying defended him from the arrows, he quickly ran towards the bookshelf, and finally rushed in, panting heavily.

Ying dodged and dodged, and finally rushed behind the bookshelf.

Arrows rained down all over the sky, covering the hall indiscriminately. In just a moment, there was a layer of swords stuck on the ground, and the twelve zodiac signs around the roof were still shaking their heads and flying from their mouths. Shoots sharp arrows.

Fortunately, in the center of the hall, four rows of bookshelves formed a wall to block the arrows flying down.

Whoosh!
An arrow pierced through the bamboo slips and passed by Shangguanhe's side.

Shangguan He was startled, and hurriedly moved aside, pulled Shangguan Yanran away, and scolded: "Go away!"

scoff!

At this moment, an arrow shot in from the previous position, leaving a blood groove on Shangguan Yanran's arm, and nailed it to the ground.

"hiss!"

Shangguan Yanran gasped in pain, and when she looked at her arm, her sleeve was already stained red with blood.

Snapped!
At this moment, a hand suddenly strangled Shangguan He's throat, his cold eyes filled with terrifying killing intent.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming...you, what are you going to do?" Shangguan He was terrified, and slapped Lu Ming's arm with both hands indiscriminately.

Lu Ming's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "I can't control Shangguan's house! But when I come out, Shangguan Yanran is Xiao Linglong's cousin. I will never allow anyone to hurt her, otherwise, I will die!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Yanran was extremely moved.

As members of Shangguan's family, no one cared about her life and death, but Lu Ming took good care of her.

Shangguan He was having a hard time breathing, and shouted: "Ying, Ying..."

"Mr. Lu, please...please let my master go."

Ying walked over, didn't make a move, but begged humbly.

Lu Ming slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he thought for a while before pushing Shangguan He away.

Shangguan He, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, coughed violently. After taking a breath, he reprimanded bitterly: "Who told you to beg him! If you fight with your life, he may not be your opponent!"

Ying didn't speak, but there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know that an arrow shot into his body from behind, piercing his chest.

"This is Shangguan's house, hum! It's ridiculous." Lu Ming sneered disdainfully, turned his head and said, "Senior Sister, help Yanran treat her wound."

"Okay!" Yao Qing pulled Shangguan Yanran over, then carefully tore off the clothes on her arm, and bandaged her wound.

Lu Ming walked in front of Zhiying. He was leaning against the bookshelf with difficulty. Shangguan He didn't help him, or even glanced at him. Instead, Shi Xiu raised the bamboo slip in his hand and kept waving it to block it from the gap. Arrows that come in, so as not to pierce the weak shadow.

Looking at Lu Ming, then at Shi Xiu, who was covered in sweat, Ying didn't say a word.

"This arrow pierced your lung, I can save you! But in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to work for him anymore. At most, you can live like a normal person, and you won't be able to fight again!"

Hearing Lu Ming's words, Ying's eyes dimmed.

"Ying, you are injured." At this moment, Shangguan Hefang, who was curled up in the corner, looked up.

When he saw the arrow that pierced Ying's body, Shangguan He was shocked, and blamed him: "Why are you so careless, these years of training are useless!"

These words hurt more than the wound on the chest, and the corner of Ying's mouth raised to reveal a self-deprecating smile.

Lu Ming grabbed the arrow on his back with one hand and said, "It hurts a bit, bear with it!"

Boom!

After finishing speaking, he broke the arrow with all his strength, at the same time, the three silver needles shot out, sealing Ying's heart veins, and pulled out the arrow from his chest suddenly.

From the beginning to the end, Ying didn't even groan, his heart was completely cold.

Half of the lung was damaged. Lu Ming lay down supporting Ying, and he was processing it quickly, while he stared blankly at Shi Xiu, who was waving bamboo slips and blocking arrows from the gap for him.

Ying had mixed feelings in his heart. He regarded Shangguanhe as his master. It is no exaggeration to say that he never regarded himself as a person, and he wholeheartedly protected Shangguanhe.

But even if it is a dog he raises, he must have some feelings over the years!

But the reality is cruel, not as good as a stranger Shi Xiu, at least she is doing her best to protect him!
Ying slowly closed his eyes. As for life or death, he no longer cared, and he would be free if he died, but if he survived, he would be abandoned by Shangguanhe, because he was no longer worth using, and even It was for the safety of Shangguan's family that he would kill him with his own hands.

Ying clenched his fists vigorously, at this moment he wished that he would die even more.

But it's a pity that Lu Ming's medical skills are superb, and the wound was treated and stitched up in less than 5 minutes.

"You are still weak and cannot exercise vigorously! Lie here and rest first, the arrows here seem to be endless, and you shouldn't be able to stop for a while!"

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he picked up a bamboo slip and flipped through it, trying to find records about the ancient box here.

In the ancient seal script, Lu Ming couldn't understand most of the characters, so he could only vaguely figure out the meaning.

But obviously, there was no mention of the ancient box in these books, but instead let him know the origin of the Shiqing Mountain Underground Palace.

Mozi Beicheng Gate.

There is a clear record in this book that all these are Mohist's organ techniques, and the people who built the underground palace here back then are very likely to be the descendants of the Mohist.