The long sword pierced Jun Yifan's body, and streams of blood flowed out. After a while, Jun Yifan's white clothes were dyed red with blood.
"Your Highness!" Jing Chen and Xiao Mo, who had returned from doing business outside, saw this scene and ran over with pain on their faces.
"Your Highness, we are too late!"
Ye Xingtong hugged Jun Yifan's crumbling body with quick eyes and hands, and exclaimed: "Jun Yifan, are you okay? You lost a lot of blood!"
The other men in black took the opportunity to attack Emperor Wu with their swords, but were blocked by the Six Black Wind Heroes.
The Six Black Wind Heroes thought of the Emperor's forgiveness for them, and sincerely fought for him.
The queen held Emperor Wu's hand with a pale face, her eyes filled with tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty... Yifan..."
"Don't be afraid, Ying'er, I will protect you, and Yifan will be fine." Emperor Wu held the queen's hand with his backhand, his eyes were firm, and there was a look of complex pain that was difficult for ordinary people to see.
What happened today must be because of the position of the prince. As expected, the problem lies among the princes.
I was just worried that because Yifan was stabbed by a sword, he didn't know if there was something important.
"But, Yifan was injured... When he stabbed with the sword, he was covered in blood, and I was afraid..." the queen choked.
Jun Yifan was her biological child whom she finally recognized. They had only known each other for a short time, and she had yet to make up for him properly.
Emperor Wu closed his eyes slightly and then opened them. His voice was calm: "It's not easy to act rashly now. Those men in black have a lot of background. I'm afraid the Six Black Wind Heroes won't be able to resist them for long."
"Jun Yifan, wake up, wake up!" Ye Xingtong hugged him, feeling pain in his heart as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and cried out, his eyes filled with tears.
Jun Yifan, you have done this for me, do you want me to live with guilt for the rest of my life
"I'm fine, just a little injured." Jun Yifan leaned into Ye Xingtong's arms and smiled weakly at her.
Although the Black Wind Six Heroes were extremely skilled in martial arts, they only fought with the men in black for a short time because they also inhaled the incense, and their physical strength seemed to be drained from their bodies bit by bit.
Like a puppet being controlled.
You can't do anything you want, you can only be at the mercy of others.
"Brother, we can't hold on anymore!" The other five brothers knelt down on one knee and struggled to resist with the weapons in their hands while saying to the black bear.
The black bear gritted his teeth and insisted, knocking away the man in black closest to him, and shouted: "We must persist even if we can't. Miss Ye marries the royal family, and the emperor is Miss Ye's family. We cannot abandon her family." .”
"Jun Yifan, please cheer up. I will take you to the imperial doctor right away. You will definitely be cured. You will definitely be able to."
Ye Xingtong carried Jun Yifan on his back and was about to leave. Jun Yifan held her hand to stop her, his voice weakened: "Xingtong, I can't hold on much longer. I'm sorry, I can't fulfill my promise to you. , now I have something to say to you, please let me... let me... finish."
"Okay!" Ye Xingtong's eyes were sour and tears were about to flow out. He raised his head slightly and held back the tears.
Holding Jun Yifan in his arms, he nodded heavily: "You say, you say, I'm listening, I'm listening."
Jun Yifan slowly stretched out his hand to touch Ye Xingtong's cheek, with a satisfied smile on his lips: "You can do this for me, I really died, it was worth it, I am very happy, I am... really … Really… happy.”
"Xing Tong, when I die, forget about me and find a good man to marry. Don't delay your beautiful life because of me."
"No! I won't!" Ye Xingtong shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief, with tears in his eyes: "I have already promised you, how can I marry someone else? Jun Yifan, please get better, I'm still waiting. I’m waiting for you to marry me, and we haven’t finished our wedding yet.”
"Yes..." Jun Yifan opened his mouth, his face turned horribly pale, and his voice became lower and lower: "We haven't... finished our wedding ceremony yet. I, Jun Yifan, haven't married Ye Xingtong yet, and I'm not willing to let this happen. Leave, but... but... God's will plays tricks on people, Xingtong, if... if there is an afterlife, will you... be willing to marry me?"
"I am willing, willing..." Ye Xingtong couldn't help but nodded, a tear falling from his eyes.
"You cried for me, okay... I, Jun Yifan, if I have... will definitely marry... marry Ye Xingtong... in my next life... for sure." After Jun Yifan finished speaking, he glanced at Jingchen and Xiao Mo. One glance contained thousands of emotions. They had been by Jun Yifan's side, and they knew what he meant with every look and movement.
He wanted them not to commit suicide after he left, and to protect Ye Xingtong and the emperor from now on.
master! The master thought about them even before he died.
Why is God so unfair to the master!
Jingchen and Xiao Mo roared in their hearts and nodded heavily.
Jun Yifan held Ye Xingtong's hand and felt the warmth coming from her body. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips, he closed his eyes and leaned his head in Ye Xingtong's arms.
"Jun Yifan! Jun Yifan..." Ye Xingtong cried bitterly while hugging Jun Yifan.
Ye Xingyu, Meng Hui, Lin Daozhi also escaped the attack of the man in black, flew to Ye Xingtong who was holding Jun Yifan, knelt down and asked: "How is he?"
Ye Xingtong hugged him with tears in her eyes and closed her eyes slightly: "I don't know, he's not dead, not dead... He's still alive..."
It was true that he had deceived her, but she knew very well that he did it all for her.
The ease with which he treated her was as heavy as Mount Tai, how could she afford it
"Yifan!" Lin Daozhi saw Jun Yifan's appearance, stretched out his hand to touch the end of his nose, sat on the ground sadly, and thumped the ground heavily: "Jun Yifan, you said we would be together for the rest of our lives. My good brother, how can you break your word?"
"Dead?" Ye Xingyu's outstretched hand fell in the air, and he collapsed on the ground: "His martial arts is so high, how could he die? How could he die..."
Don't you want me to marry you? I will marry you, marry you, and as long as you live, you can do anything you want me to do.
"Xingyu..." Menghui whispered, looking at Jun Yifan who closed his eyes with a smile on his lips, he couldn't say anything else.
"Yifan... Yifan..." The queen could no longer care so much, so she stood up and walked towards Jun Yifan.
Because of the strange incense, the Six Black Wind Heroes lost all their martial arts and looked like useless people. At this time, they had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, vomiting blood and motionless.
Because the person in black wanted to kill Emperor Wu, after beating them down, they didn't waste time to kill all six of them.
Six people also lost their lives.
There was almost no one who was an opponent, and the men in black had no obstacle and launched another attack on Emperor Wu.
The queen just stood up. When she saw the black people rushing up, she stood still and looked anxiously at Emperor Wu, who had deep eyes and didn't know what he was thinking: "Your Majesty, please save Yifan quickly. If you don't save him, he will Maybe it’s really hopeless.”
"Ying'er..." Emperor Wu held the queen's hand with pain on his face, turned around and quickly avoided the attack of the men in black: "I'm sorry, I can't let you take risks, I will protect you even if I risk my life."
With Ye Xingtong's presence, Ye Xingyu and Lin Daozhi, Jingchen and Xiao Mo felt relieved and came to Emperor Wu's side to protect him and the Queen.
"Your Majesty, Madam, you run away quickly. These people are not normal people. Not only do they have a special scent that is specially designed to deal with martial arts practitioners, causing them to lose all their skills, but they also have an ability that is almost invincible to steel. If you don't escape, it will be too late." Xiao Mo is usually the calmest and most attentive person, and after analyzing it, he shouted loudly.
"Your Majesty, please let me go, let me go see Yifan, let me go see him." The queen hammered and hit her, struggling to break free from Emperor Wu's arms.
"No!" Emperor Wu restrained the queen's erratic hands with both hands: "I can't let you take risks. I have already lost Yifan, and I can't lose you again."
"What did you say..." The queen was stunned for a moment, and a burst of blood surged into her heart. She spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
Xiao Mo's words awakened Lin Daozhi who was deep in grief.
Lin Daozhi couldn't care less about his sadness, stood up and shook the bell in his hand vigorously.
A deafening sound came, and the men in black seemed to have heard some terrible sound. They looked in pain and covered their heads and screamed.
The hall was filled with wailing screams.
Meng Hui's eyes flashed slightly, and he used several fixing techniques to freeze all of them, about fifty or sixty of them.
Emperor Wu, who was supporting the comatose queen, breathed a sigh of relief. His expression was as if he had come out of hell. His voice was cold and he shouted sternly: "Come here, push all these people down. After hearing this, you will be relieved."
If he dares to hurt the son he values the most, he will return the pain he caused to his son to those vicious people bit by bit.
After Emperor Wu finished speaking, he asked the maids to help the queen to rest in the palace, while he stayed to arrange some things.
The ministers dispersed in cold sweat, leaving only Emperor Wu, the dejected Ye Xingtong, Lin Daozhi, Ye Xingyu and Menghui who were holding Jun Yifan's body.
Emperor Wu walked towards Ye Xingtong step by step with a complicated expression and a slightly trembling body. He was silent for a while and sighed: "Qingyang, Yifan died for you. You are a very important person to him. From now on, It has nothing to do with me or the Kingdom of Li, so leave Yifan here and go!"
"No! You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense." Ye Xingtong hugged Jun Yifan's body that was getting colder, and backed away cautiously: "Jun Yifan is still alive, I won't let him give it to you."
"Are you Ye Xingtong?"
A man in red clothes walked over with fluttering clothes. A lightning sign on his forehead was particularly eye-catching, with a faint red light flowing.
His face was exquisite, like an immortal from another world, and his whole body exuded a chilling and terrifying aura.
A pair of deep and bright eyes like obsidian, as solemn as cold stars.
There was a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.
(End of chapter)