"If there is any difficulty, just pass the news to me, and I will rush to Shang Kingdom immediately!" Nangong Qian sat in the carriage and instructed.
"Take care of yourself on weekdays. If I find out that you are ruining your own body again, Wuxin will not let you go even if you are the prince!" Nangongqian played with Prince Shang's hand, and Shang Wuxin resisted several times. After the failure, I no longer want to resist. After all, the carriage is about to leave the Nangong capital, and the two will be separated.
Seeing that he had gone a long way outside, Nangongqian knew that he couldn't stay any longer, and suddenly lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on Prince Shang's forehead, "I love you!"
When Shang Wuxin came back to his senses, Nangongqian had already left the carriage and even the shadow disappeared. Shang Wuxin raised his hand stiffly and stroked the place where he was kissed on his forehead. It was obviously just a simple kiss, but Shang Wuxin But I felt a little hot where my forehead was kissed.
When Shang Wuxin put down his fingers, it had been a while, and when he looked down, he saw his favorite pastries and other things placed on the carriage, and Shang Wuxin sighed. A man like Nangong Qian is really a scourge, can he really care about him
"Prince!" Wu Xian handed a message into the carriage.
Shang Wuxin receives a lot of news every day, from the Prince’s Mansion, from the imperial palace, from the training ground, and from a few men, so he didn’t care, but when Shang Wuxin opened the news, his breath fluctuated a little but he didn’t panic, muttered. He muttered to himself, "It's actually working!"
When the carriage left the boundary of Nangong Kingdom, Shang Wuxin and others were stopped after only half a day's journey. Shang Wuxin brought a lot of people, but it was obvious that there were a lot of people, and they all seemed to be prepared.
When Shang Wuxin heard that something was wrong outside, he walked out of the carriage station and looked at everything around him. Everyone only saw the boy standing there in purple clothes. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his skin was fairer than that of a woman. , The deep eyes are like crescent moons, the corners of the eyes always show a sharp state, charming but not heroic, the lips are clearly pink, and there is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.
They were surrounded, looking at the enemies around with bows and arrows, Shang Wuxin knew that things would not be so easy today, but fortunately, what he brought today were his own bloody soldiers, if they were ordinary guards, they would only lose their lives. portion.
Fearless and all the Xue Shang army surrounded the carriage to protect the prince, and each of the Xue Shang army took out their weapons and watched these people vigilantly. Unlike the guards who always wear longswords, the Bloody Army is different from the guards who always wear long swords. Everyone in the Bloody Army is best at their weapons. The whole group has long swords and some people are daggers.
"Release!" As soon as the voice fell, he saw black arrows flying towards the Xue Shang Army and others. The Xue Shang Army was very vigilant and took up weapons to block the arrow rain. Standing in front of the prince, he kept shooting down the rain of arrows, and Shang Wuxin didn't just pick up the dagger he carried with him and cut off each arrow.
But after a while, a lot of arrow rains had fallen under their feet, and Wu fear was obviously the most embarrassed because she was the closest to the prince, so she was attacked the most, and many of these arrows were directed at the prince. More importantly, There is a person with good archery skills in the dark. Every arrow is aimed at the prince. It can be imagined how much the person who came this time wanted the life of the prince.
Shang Wuxin is not afraid, even if they are at a disadvantage now, not only is Shang Wuxin not afraid at all, but none of the Xue Shang army surrounding the carriage shows a look of panic and fear. Shang Wuxin, who was paying attention to them secretly, nodded in his heart, feeling that these people lived up to their cultivation.
Another round of arrow rain came, and some people in the Xue Shang Army had already been injured, but the difference was that the Xue Shang Army at this time was no longer blindly guarding, but some stayed around the carriage when they shot down and resisted the arrow rain. Another part of the people began to spread out.
Not a single bloody army is in two groups, one resists the arrow rain and the other rushes out, but after a while, some bloody army came to the archers and started to fight, one after another archers were killed. Death, and the arrow rain has also become loose from the dense dense at the beginning.
Although Shang Wuxin is protected by the bloody army around, but now there are not only the aim of the archers in the shadows, but also the unrelenting killing of those assassins, and these people with discerning eyes can see that they are killing Shang Wuxin. Will be so desperate to fight in front of Shang Wuxin.
Even if Shang Wuxin's martial arts are really good, it's rare to have opponents, but when encountering such an ambush, there are several times more attacks than them, and Shang Wuxin is inevitably injured. Rain's attack, Shang Wuxin's arm has been wounded by the arrow.
"Prince!" Wu afraid looked at the ten people who suddenly appeared and hurried to the prince's side. They were already a little tired and many people were injured. But the ten people who appeared at the moment were obviously several times better in martial arts than those who had just been assassinated. They were not afraid of being a little nervous, not afraid of death but also afraid that something happened to the prince.
The dagger in Shang Wuxin's hand kept dripping with blood, and when the ten people hadn't moved, he would strike first.
Whenever Shang Wuxin's figure went, there was a sound of tragic pain, his hand raised the knife and fell, almost every stab he stabbed at the assassin's vital point, killing him with one hit, without any hesitation.
Shang Wuxin's long robe floated up in the jump, the black silk that was slender and black like ink fluttered in the wind, and the wide cloud sleeves drew a beautiful arc in the air when waving. The blood that spewed out from the body at this moment was like a beautiful and charming flower, and the figure of Miaoman was tossed and turned in it, like a fairy dancing with all the colorful clothes.
"Prince!" Suddenly someone worried, and saw the surrounded Shang Wuxin fighting with a few people. This was a very difficult and dangerous thing, but now there are a few arrows raining, fearless waiting for others to think It is too late to stop.
The sound of breaking the air mixed with the vigor of the arrow rain charged on his back, and the long swords of the few people in front of him attacked his vital points from time to time. Come, after weighing, Shang Wuxin listened carefully to Arrow Rain's voice while fighting the assassin.
The assassin on the opposite side had already shown a smile that was inevitable, but Shang Wuxin couldn't avoid it at all, so he turned his body slightly, and the arrow entered his body and directly injured Shang Wuxin's shoulder blade, but fortunately it didn't hurt the vital point, Shang Wuxin blocked one person with a dagger. With a long sword, the other hand directly broke the other end of the arrow. Although the head of the arrow was still in his own flesh, Shang Wuxin could also feel the pain in his shoulder blade, but this was less important than living, but Because the shoulder blade injury still affected Shang Wuxin's speed and martial arts.
Just as Shang Wuxin's forehead began to break out with cold sweat, the shoulder blades were already red and swollen, and the bloody army suffered a lot of casualties. Suddenly, an assassin who was fighting with Shang Wuxin inserted a dagger into his heart. Shang Wuxin suddenly wrapped an arm around his waist.
If a scent like roses spreads into Shang Wuxin's heart, the chest he is leaning against may not be so strong, but it is reassuring. Shang Wuxin's white lips pursed into a smile, and the fingers holding the dagger are also reassuring. Moved slightly.
Han Xuanhao wrapped his arms around the prince's waist and felt that he had just been scared crazy, and he felt more at ease. Because he knew that the prince was going back to Beijing and received news from Nangong Qian, he wanted to pick up the prince, but he didn't expect to rush all the way. Come to see such a scene.
His distressed heart was in a state of embarrassment. There was still half an arrow at the shoulder blade, and the thin shoulder blade was even more red and swollen. For a moment, Han Xuanhao felt that he never knew that there was a person's blood in this world that would make him so painful, so painful...so painful that he wanted to dig out his heart and smash it into pieces. Maybe it won't hurt anymore...
Shang Wuxin felt that the arms around her waist were so tight that she almost rubbed herself into his chest. Her ears heard the unsteady beating sound of the man behind her, as well as the angry breathing sprayed in her ears. Shang Wuxin suddenly didn't know how to respond.
But fortunately, Han Xuanhao found out that he was wrong in just a moment. He quickly loosened up and saw that the prince's face turned pale. Thinking that he might have hurt the prince, Han Xuanhao frowned. His long and narrow eyes Full of self-blame.
"Can you hold on?" Han Xuanhao asked with his head lowered, his eyes filled with distress.
Seeing that there are so many people who have not been resolved, Shang Wuxin's eyes narrowed, "Xuan Hao, you underestimate me!" He was ready to let Han Xuanhao let go of himself, but how could Han Xuanhao let go, for fear Sad and hurt.
Holding Shang Wuxinhan, Xuan Hao raised his head and looked at the assassins, his eyes long and narrow like water flashed a faint luster. Scattered on his cheeks, his smile was a little cold and cold, and his voice was like a death call, "Dare to hurt her, you damn it!".
After talking about Han Xuanhao's subordinates, he brought the killer to help the bloody army to rush into the fight. Don't look at the little one who is usually just a servant, but his martial arts skills are not bad. The little one who uses force is more like a killer. rather than a slave.
With Han Xuanhao's subordinates joining the Blood War Army, it was much easier. After all, it was the killer's murderous aura and sharp tactics that caused the assassin to lose a lot.
Han Xuanhao was very relaxed while holding Shang Wuxin. He kept walking among the assassins and killing people was as pleasing to the eyes as dancing. With his gorgeous smile, he looked extremely terrifying, but Shang stayed in Han Xuanhao's arms and didn't shoot. Wuxin felt that such Han Xuanhao was so beautiful in people's hearts.
When all the assassins and archers were eliminated one by one, Han Xuanhao was holding Shang Wuxin to get into the carriage, but was stopped by Shang Wuxin.
"Help each other, don't stay here for a long time!" Seeing the many wounded bloody soldiers, Shang Wuxin's mood is not very good. "Pack up the corpses of the brothers and take them back to the training ground, which is their home! Their family members must take care of them. Good!" One sentence made the Bloody Army want to cry, it's normal for them to be subordinates, but now the master not only cares about the injured people, but also doesn't forget the dead brothers, such a master Worth following.