The Prodigal Son of the Empire

The corners of Wang Kang's mouth rose, and then suddenly forced, the dark moon sank, and the two of them were completely stuck together.

"Speak or not!"

"you……"

"Ding, ding,"

At this moment, there was a sound of metal and iron fighting outside the house.

Hearing this, Wang Kang's expression changed slightly, he pushed An Yue away, and then ran out.

There was indeed a fight outside, there were four people in black, and Li Qingman was among them.

"Are you OK."

Seeing Wang Kang walking out, Li Qingman swung the attack of the four people away with a sword and came to his side.

"I'm fine, what's going on?"

Li Qingman said: "I was about to rest, but I found a note in our house, which said that you are in danger, in the east of the city, so I hurriedly searched for it, and then I remembered that this might be the enemy leading the tiger away from the mountain... ..."

"It's fine."

Wang Kang looked at the field. These four people were of different shapes and identities, each had their own rules, and their martial arts were quite high.

At this moment, they have been exposed, and there are continuously hidden guards pouring in. Seven or eight hidden guards fought with them, and they did not lose the wind in the slightest.

Instead, he wounded two people.

Not long after, they were surrounded by hidden guards, Wang Kang waved at will, and all the hidden guards in the field retreated.

Wang Kang walked over to several people.

Dagger Fu said: "Young master, be careful, these four are at least first-class masters, and their methods are special..."

"Don't worry, they won't hurt me."

Li Qingman asked curiously: "Who are they?"

Wang Kang paused every word: "They are masters!"

"A master in the palace? A person from the imperial court?"

"Yes."

Li Qingman asked: "Then why are they here?"

"Take me away, leave Feng'an."

Wang Kang turned to Li Qingman and said, "I've already made up my mind, I will stay, will you blame me?"

"I knew you would stay, otherwise you wouldn't be Wang Kang anymore. No matter what decision you make, I will support it, but..."

Li Qingman looked hesitant to speak.

"Just what?"

"Oh, nothing."

"By the way, Miss Xie left after you went out this morning. I don't know where she went, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Don't worry about her."

Wang Kang said something casually, not noticing that Li Qingman's expression was a little unnatural.

Before he came to these four people, he looked at them slowly.

One of them cupped his hands and said, "My lord, we are taking you away by His Majesty's order. Please cooperate."

The person who spoke was an old man, who should be at least fifty years old, but Wang Kang did not feel slighted.

He just saw clearly that this old man's martial arts are a bit strange, his fighting style is similar to Tai Chi in his previous life, his movements are slow but powerful.

Wang Kang asked, "Are you the leader?"

The old man shook his head: "I am not."

"You should not be with those who picked up the officials, who is the leader among you."

"it's me!"

There was a crisp sound behind her, and An Yue came out. She seemed to have returned to normal, also wearing a black night clothes.

The good figure is undoubtedly revealed, and with the iron face on her cheeks, there is a sense of mystery.

"I underestimate you."

Wang Kang took a deep look at her, he took his own medicine, and it was cured so quickly.

"It's because we underestimated the adults!"

An Yue walked to the side of those four people, and said: "We are indeed not with them, please introduce yourself to your lord."

The old man was the first to speak: "I'm Qi Yun,"

"Under the blue wind."

The next person who spoke was a thin man.

"The stone is heavy."

The man was tall and strong, with tight muscles and a buzzing voice.

"Should be in the next paragraph."

He is the most normal-sized one among the four, and his weapon is a knife, which is different from the regular knife.

The knife face is very large, forming a meniscus.

After the four introduced each other, An Yue said: "The four of them are all first-class martial arts masters, but each has their own specialties, which are far stronger than ordinary first-class masters. The four of them are collectively called the Dark Guard!"

Wang Kang's eyes sank slightly. Such a master was probably extraordinary in the palace, and Jiang Chengli sent him to pick him up, which was regarded as special care.

I'm afraid he had already guessed that he would stay in Feng'an City.

Thoughts flashed, Wang Kang asked again: "Then what expertise do you have?"

"I?"