Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Some of those who did not touch the chili powder did not understand what had happened. They saw their brothers who were drinking at the same table fell to the ground and screamed.

They shook their drunken heads and saw Jian Qingqing standing there. She was about to throw something on their faces. They were furious and pulled out their knives.

In the next second, their bodies were pierced.

!!

The person who was stabbed by the sword looked up in disbelief and saw Shen Ji’s cold expression. He cried out in shock, “Shen… Shen Ji!”

Shen Ji glanced at him and pulled out his sword. The person fell to the ground and died with his eyes wide open.

Lin Zhiqing also rushed down and killed all the people who were still standing.

Jian Qingqing said in surprise, “Master Lin! Why are you here?”

Lin Zhiqing raised his eyebrows at her and praised, “You’re pretty good, Miss Jian!”

At this time, those people who had been sprinkled with pepper powder seemed to have understood something. They all took out their weapons, closed their eyes, and started to chop randomly. Some of them even cut their own people.

Lin Zhiqing and Shen Ji effortlessly killed them one by one.

Jian Qingqing did not dare to look at this scene, so she went to pick up Xiao Ye.

Although these people were all bad people, she had never seen such a scene. Smelling the thick bloody smell, she felt a little disgusted. It seemed that she would have a nightmare when she went back.

Xiao Ye still had not woken up. It seemed that he had inhaled too much knockout powder. When he was thrown to the ground, his forehead had been injured. It was bruised and bleeding.

Jian Qingqing’s hand had just touched the chili powder. She did not dare to touch his wound, so she could only blow on the surface of his wound.

Ming Zhiyan and the others had already searched the backyard, but they still found nothing. Suddenly, he seemed to have smelled some kind of smoke and fire in the air. He looked up and saw that there seemed to be a faint glow of fire in the north.

He lifted his leg and ran over there.

Lin Zhiqing and Shen Ji had already finished harvesting the heads. He leaned against the wall with interest and asked, “Sister Jian, what did you just scatter? Give it to me.”

Jian Qingqing rolled her eyes at him. “How old are you?”

“27. Why?”

Jian Qingqing replied with an ‘oh’.

“I’m nine years old. My father is 28 years old. Logically speaking, I should call you uncle. Stop pretending to be young.”

Lin Zhiqing was speechless. He touched his face and asked in disbelief, “Am I that old?!”

Jian Qingqing sighed and did not want to argue with him. “We should go.”

Lin Zhiqing suddenly slapped his head and said with a sudden realization. “Oh right, how did you get caught here? I just saw Lord Ming leading people to search this place. He should be looking for you.”

Jian Qingqing was stunned. “Lord Ming? How did he know that something happened to me?”

Lin Zhiqing shrugged. “Who knows?”

As they said this, they suddenly felt a great sense of danger coming from behind. Lin Zhiqing and Shen Ji were both people who were well trained. They were extremely sensitive to danger, they instinctively pulled Jian Qingqing down to the ground.

In the next moment, a sword slashed where they were originally standing, barely missing them.

Lin Zhiqing and Shen Ji immediately took their swords and made a fighting posture.

Shen Ji said with a solemn expression, “Liang Chenghe is back.”

This team that was stationed in the dungeon all year round was led by the two captains, Shen Ji and Zhang Meng. There was also a big leader, Liang Chenghe, who was in charge of this place. The big leader’s martial arts were unfathomable.