"Where's the people?" The ten men in black looked at the two people who disappeared in the forest and looked anxiously. "Disperse, look for them separately!" After saying that, the ten men divided into three groups and slowly searched for the past in the forest. Nangong Qian and Shang Wuxin, who were hiding in the dark, watched the ten people separate, and then quietly followed one of the three.
Seeing that the three teams were far apart, even if there was a fight, the two teams would not be attracted. Nangong Qian and Shang Wuxin hid behind a big tree. Nangongqian glanced at Prince Shang, a little unbearable to let such a thin and weak her participate in this matter, but it seems too reluctant to be alone.
However, Shang Wuxin ignored Nangongqian's seemingly caring gaze, broke a branch and rushed out, directly attacking a man. Shang Wuxin's speed is fast and ruthless, his martial arts are high, and some of his moves are even more incomprehensible, so he has a great chance of winning for a while.
Nangong Qian, on the other hand, was not embarrassed by the two of them alone. The short knife in his hand was as nimble as his own, but it hurt the two of them in a moment. But even though Nangong Qian was dealing with these two people, he still paid attention to Prince Shang's movements from time to time, and he was a little surprised by Shang Wuxin's martial arts. It's not surprising that Prince Shang has martial arts, but with such good martial arts and such a skilled killing technique, the murderous aura that is more important is too strong, which is not normal. But Nangongqian is not more vigilant, but has ripples in his heart, because having such skills and murderousness means that he has experienced an inhuman life.
When Shang Wuxin was dealing with this person, Nangongqian also dealt with the two of them. The two who retracted their hands at the same time glanced at each other and saw their appreciation and admiration for each other in each other's eyes. Nangongqian looked at the branch held in Prince Shang's hand, and his phoenix eyes moved, and he thought about it.
"There are still seven people!" Shang Wuxin looked at the branch in his hand and said with a smile, but the smile became more cruel and evil, as if it was a blood-licking demon.
Nangong Qian felt a pain in his heart, and disappeared before he noticed it. Nangong Qian stretched out his hand to wipe the blood-stained hand of Prince Shang, then took off the twig that Prince Shang was holding and said, "I will kill the next person!"
He clearly knew that the two of them would be faster, and he knew that if he was alone, he would not be hurt, but he just didn't want to see Prince Shang's appearance. He could feel the dark aura around Prince Shang's body so that he could barely see this person. .
Shang Wuxin casually folded another branch and said as he walked, "I don't want King Qian to be injured in the Kingdom of Shang, let alone see any friction between the two countries at this time!" It means that the weak is not in the Kingdom of Shang today, and Shang Wuxin will never do it. Step in!
Nangong Qian was both angry and happy in his heart, but he was happy that Prince Shang helped him, and he did not abandon himself at this time. He was angry that Prince Shang was doing all this for the benefit of the two countries, and there was a deep meaning in his tone.
Night came quietly, and Shang Wuxin and Nangong Qian were no longer as clean as they were in the afternoon. Although neither of them suffered any serious injuries, they still had some minor scars. In addition, their clothes had changed very much after running in the woods for a long time. Embarrassed, Shang Wuxin's white robe and Nangong Qian's purple brocade robe were both scratched and damaged by the branches.
Nangong Qian looked at the scar on Prince Shang's face that was scratched by a branch. His rough fingers were about to touch Shang, but Shang Wuxin avoided him. Although he didn't particularly reject the man's approach, Shang Wuxin was disgusted by such an intimate move.
Nangong Qian retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, but when Shang Wuxin was relaxing, he still raised his hand to wipe off the blood on Shang Wuxin's cheek. Nangongqian couldn't put it down because of the soft skin under his hands, but he took his hand away in a measured way and explained, "It's ugly with blood stains!"
Ugly is not for you to see! Shang Wuxin's face turned dark as she watched Nangong Qian lift her feet and leave. She believed that the two of them hadn't gone back for so long, and with Wu fear and others who went back, I was afraid that the Prince's Mansion would be in chaos now.
Shang Wuxin didn't guess wrong. Although outsiders can't see anything in the Prince's Mansion today, it's panicked inside. Not only the Prince's Mansion, but even General Leng and Young Master Huan in the capital have mobilized people to start searching, and even the killers of Hanxing Pavilion are searching privately in the dark.
The night slowly turned dark, and after an afternoon of fighting, the two of them were unable to support their physical strength. Nangong Qian was a better man but felt a little tired, while Shang Wuxin was not in good health and the physical strength of a woman made her look a lot haggard.
After thinking about it, Nangong Qian squatted down on his noble body and said to the dazed Prince Shang, "Come up!"
Shang Wuxin didn't even look at Nangong Qian, ignoring someone who was squatting down and walking in the forest. Nangong Qian, who was behind him, clenched his fists to restrain the anger that was pouring out of his heart. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself to strangle this ignorant prince.
The wind picked up in the mountains and forests, and then I saw that the already dark sky became more and more depressed, and the air became thinner. There was no light in the entire mountain forest. If it wasn't for the two people's martial arts night vision ability, I don't know how much they could fall.
"It's going to rain!" Nangongqian felt a little emotional when he saw the sudden change in the weather, not because of what he had, but because he was worried about Prince Shang's body, and there was no place to hide from the rain in this forest, even in the caves. No. The two of them can use the light work to go back quickly, but it will take a long time, and if they use their internal strength endlessly at this time, if they encounter the consequences of assassinating the two again, it is unimaginable.
When Shang Wuxin was about to say something, the sky was dark and the wind was howling like hell. Suddenly, a thunderbolt lit up the sky and interrupted the sight of the two of them. A long lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by rumbling thunder and a gust of wind.
"Bump!" The thunderclap deafened his ears.
When Nangong Qian was about to cover the ears of the boy beside him, he saw a scene that shocked him. The young man, who was either fighting or calculating, was as pale as paper at the moment, and those deep black eyes were terrifying, like a puppet that lost his soul. Feeling a slight tremor in the boy's body, not only the trembling seemed to begin to convulse.
At this time, Shang Wuxin was completely immersed in her own world, just like every time she encountered thunder, it was a thunder night when she was eight years old. She could hear the thunder, and she saw her parents. Abandoning herself and watching herself being put into that man's bed, she experienced the fear she had never had before, and she experienced the most painful torture in the world. The humiliation of wanting to scrape off all the flesh with a knife that life is better than death began on a thunderstorm day.
"Prince Shang!" Nangongqian gently hugged Prince Shang's shoulders, but found that the boy didn't move at all, as if he would disappear or go crazy in the next moment. Nangongqian felt very flustered in his heart, and he had to shout in the gentlest voice in his life, "Wuxin...you wake up! Wuxin...don't be afraid!"
The smart Nangong Qian already knew the crux of the problem. Prince Shang would suddenly do this even because of the deafening thunder. Nangong Qian took the boy who seemed to be out of his soul into his arms, covered the boy's ears with his hands, and tore off his brocade robe to wrap the boy up to block the thunder outside.
"Wuxin..." Nangongqian didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only keep calling Shang Wuxin's name and patted the boy's shoulders with his hands, trying to use this to give the boy courage and let him get rid of his nightmares. wake up.
Maybe it was because the thunder in my ears was much smaller, maybe it was because the people around me kept shouting, maybe because the embrace was too warm, and Shang Wuxin’s eyes moved a little bit, but before Nangong Qian was happy, he was stunned. Wuxin clapped his hands ruthlessly, ruthlessly and mercilessly.
"Pfft!" Nangongqian was punched a few meters away and spat out a mouthful of blood, but before he could get angry, he saw the young man standing there. Inside, a violent storm is quietly brewing, and the strange other side flowers are blooming wildly inside.
"Kill you! Kill you!" Shang Wuxin looked at Nangong Qian who was standing a few meters away and let out a beast-like whine, inexplicably made Nangong Qian want to cry, he looked at the young man and shouted, "Don't touch it. Me! Don't touch me!"
Nangongqian felt a dull pain in his heart, as if someone was tearing at his fragile heart, making him want to take it out. Compared with the internal injury he suffered and the pain of so many years, he only now understood what it meant to be in extreme pain. .
For Shang Wuxin's messy but killer moves, Nangong Qian felt pain in his heart but had nothing to do. He would not hurt Shang Wuxin, but if Shang Wuxin continued to hurt her like this, Nangong Qian could only keep dealing with it at this moment. With Shang Wuxin's attack, he kept shouting Shang Wuxin's name, never thinking of hurting Shang Wuxin.
Nangong Qian fixed the angry Shang Wuxin's hands, maybe the thunder disappeared, or maybe the heavy rain poured on Shang Wuxin's face to make her sober a lot, so Shang Wuxin has returned to normal.
Seeing that Nangong Qian was still injured, Shang Wuxin knew what he had done. There used to be a weather forecast in the world, so every time it rained and thundered, she would lock herself up and not hear the thunder, but now she is still out of control.
Shang Wuxin withdrew his hand from Nangong Qian's. Although his body was still shaking, although the state of the whole person was still terrifying, he at least controlled himself.
Seeing Prince Shang's slender, trembling body drenched in heavy rain and hurrying slowly, Nangongqian asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"
I didn't wait for Prince Shang's answer, but I saw Prince Shang looked back, but the eyes were too cold and too cold, there were too many things in it that he couldn't see clearly, Shang Wuxin's whole person became a little scary, Nangong Qian was just about to say something. , was interrupted by a sudden voice.