Several people wearing the uniforms of the Green Willow Battalion missed a blow and were about to go up for a second round, but suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of them.

The shadow of death.

As soon as a sergeant raised his head, his throat ached and he was pinched hard.

The moment he saw Nangong Ling, a huge fear surged in his heart.

The one in front of me is not a human at all, but a grim reaper from hell.

There was no trace of love in Nangong Ling's extremely beautiful eyes at this time, only the cold Ten Thousand Years Flying Frost.

Without waiting for the sergeant to say anything, Nangong Ling directly crushed his throat bone with a force in his hand.

"King Ling, we are ......"

Seeing that his companion died in the hands of Nangong Ling in one face, the person next to him hurriedly spoke.

They are the shadow guards, the force that protects the royal family, and they are more likely to be directly subordinate to Nangong Ling in the future.

For the sake of this, Nangong Ling should have spared their lives.

However, Nangong Ling didn't wait for him to finish at all, and kicked him in the chest.

There was a crisp click, and the man's sternum was directly concave inward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

From the shattering of the sternum to the spurting of blood, it was only a moment of time, but just this moment, Nangong Ling was no longer in front of him.

The sergeant heard several muffled noises behind him, but his mind was dull and he couldn't react to what was happening.

But when he fell, he found that he was not alone on the ground, and all his companions with him had fallen to the ground, and their eyes were wide open, not believing that they had died so simply in front of him.

And at this moment, Nangong Ling, who had finished doing this, had disappeared, and only the Tianyao chasers guarding outside saw that a cyan figure that was almost dissolved with the night floated from one side of the ropeway to the other like a light smoke, falling into the dense grass.

And then, there was a dull and oppressive sound in the grass, as before.

"King Ling, let's ...... We are the Shadow Guard...... It's the emperor's man......"

The last person to fall said with his eyes open and with the last of his strength.

How can this be, they gave all their lives to the royal family, and the son of the emperor, just like that, killed them.

"So what?" There was no trace of affection in Nangong Ling's indifferent eyes.

"You've moved the wrong person."

In this world, no matter who it is, whoever touches Ruan Yanluo will die!

The shadow guard fell to the ground, and the moment he fell to the ground, he finally figured out the cause of his death.

It was only at this time that the smell of blood emitted with the night wind.

Such a strong atmosphere seems to warn the world.

In this world, there is a person who is absolutely untouchable, because there will be people who will not hesitate to wash their lives for her.

The lottery shaken out by the Golden Pavilion Temple, Master Tzu Yun said, I hope that when King Ling is angry with thunder in the future, he will take care of the people in the world.

But when he saw Nangong Ling at this time, he knew how ridiculous that sentence was.

What is the world compared to her?

If she smiles, the three thousand worlds will bloom.

If she unfortunately dies, then the whole world will go to her funeral.

The shadow guards hiding in the shadows didn't have time to shoot a second round of crossbow arrows, and everyone on the ropeway finally had a chance to breathe.

"Second Prince!" Qin Chuan was lucky just now and was not injured, so he hurriedly rushed to the edge of the cableway to check the situation.

"Pull Aliu up." Ruan Yanluo said.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, her lips were bitten white, and a pool of blood leaked from the bitten place, which was amazingly bewitching.

Qin Chuan hurriedly reached out and grabbed Wei Liu's hand, Wei Liu's shoulder on the other side was injured and he couldn't use his strength, but for a guard like Qin Chuan who had martial arts, it was naturally not difficult to pull someone up.

Ruan Yanluo saw Wei Liu being pulled up, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

But then, she clutched her arms, and cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

"Second prince, you're injured!" Qin Chuan shouted.

"It's fine." Wei Liu waved his hand, held the arrow behind him, and broke it with force.

There was nothing unusual about his wound, indicating that the arrow was not poisonous.

The arrow is stuck in the bone, and it cannot be pulled out now, but when it is settled, the flesh is cut with a knife.

A group of people surrounded Wei Liu, no one cared about Ruan Yanluo, and no one saw Ruan Yanluo's arms hanging unnaturally to one side, and he couldn't lift them.

"Wei Liu!" Nangong Ling suddenly spoke.

Qin Chuan and the others saw that Nangong Ling had arrived at the edge of the ropeway at some point, and their faces immediately showed a look of vigilance.

They had already asked Nangong Ling to lead the troops to withdraw from Sanli, but they didn't expect his martial arts to be so strong, and the distance of three miles was instantaneous.

A dead soldier who was close to Ruan Yanluo immediately drew a knife and put it on Ruan Yanluo's neck.

"Put it down." Wei Liu said.

"Second Prince!" The dead man screamed.

Nangong Ling's martial arts are so high, they are only walking a little on the ropeway now, what if Nangong Ling comes over to rob someone?

"King Ling won't do such a thing, let go of Lord Yanluo." Wei Liu said again.

The ropeway is suspended and narrow, and it is not necessarily very strong.

If you do something on this, if you don't do it well, it may affect Ruan Yanluo.

With Nangong Ling's concern for Ruan Yanluo, she would not do such a thing that might be dangerous to her.

Although the dead man was unwilling, he couldn't disobey Wei Liu's words, so he could only put down the knife.

Ruan Yanluo lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The arrow that Wei Liufei blocked for her was true, and his use of her was also true, how should this account be calculated?

"Is there something wrong with King Ling?" Wei Liu asked Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling's expression was very cold, he stared at Wei Liu and said, "Since the Lord of Yanluo County is a hostage of the second prince, the second prince should always take care of people, if he is injured, he will not be a hostage." ”

Wei Liu's expression moved, and he looked at Ruan Yanluo, only to find that Ruan Yanluo's arm hanging on the side of his body had been trembling slightly, and his fingertips were pale without a trace of blood.

This injury was suffered when he was held just now, all of them didn't care, Nangong Ling, who was seven or eight feet away from Ruan Yanluo, had already seen it.

Wei Liu's eyes sank, and said: "Thank you for the second prince's reminder, I will take care of him, so I won't worry about the second prince." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to Ruan Yanluo's side, and asked softly, "Yanluo, can you?" ”

Ruan Yanluo raised his head and smiled, and said, "Don't get in the way, let's go." ”

Wei Liu stretched out his hand to help her, but I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Ruan Yanluo took a step forward and avoided it.

When he turned around, he glanced in the direction of Nangong Ling with a vague look, but he didn't say anything, and walked towards the other side of the cableway.

Nangong Ling stood in place, watching Ruan Yanluo's figure get smaller and smaller in his gaze, his eyes were deep, with a love that no one could understand.