Walking through the stream, along the way, King Shengjun frowned, still wondering where he went wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the trees lose their leaves in autumn, there are still many green leaves on the branches of the dense forest, and the fallen leaves that fly down with the wind are withered yellow.

I don't know when, among the fallen leaves behind the seventh princess, there are more green leaves, as if they have been broken from the branches, and they float down.

Suddenly, the wind became very fast, and the belt of the seventh princess was blown up by a strong gust of wind coming from behind.

There was a hint of surprise in the Seventh Princess's deep eyes, and then there was coldness in her indifferent expression.

"Brother, be careful."

King Shengjun was fascinated by his own contemplation for a while, and when he woke up, he realized that something was wrong around him.

"Sister Ning'er, get behind me!" King Shengjun pulled out the sword on his waist and protected the seventh princess with a nervous expression. Who they were, and when did they keep up?

King Shengjun looked at the black shadow on the tree, and began to regret it, blaming him for his momentary negligence, and he didn't bring a single entourage. I don't care, but I must not let Sister Ning'er have anything to do.

A sword wind swept by, and countless black shadows on the tree slid rapidly down the trunk. King Sheng looked at the figures around him, his face a little pale.

"Ning'er, wait for me to drag them down, you follow the way you came!"

"Brother, don't worry, have you forgotten who Ning'er's master is?" The seventh princess slipped out of her sleeve and held it in her hand.

"Ning'er, listen to my brother, these people are not easy to deal with." King Shengjun said nervously.

As soon as he spoke, more than a dozen black-clothed men slashed the tips of their swords across the fallen leaves, squeezing towards the Seventh Princess.

King Shengjun was stunned for an instant, it seems that these people are the key to Ning'er.

Hurriedly jumped up, jumped off the horse, and nervously protected in front of the seventh princess, the sound of the sword sounded, and the seventh princess looked indifferently at the black-clothed man attacking in front of her.

The jade flute stretched out the sharp tip of the sword behind him, jumped up, and stepped on the horse's back.

The flute sounded, and there was an undercurrent in a circle, and the fallen leaves on the ground flew off the ground in an instant, and the sword in the hand of the man in black was surrounded by dead leaves, and he lost his direction for a while.

King Shengjun had too much confusion in his heart, and the afterglow in his eyes looked at Ning'er who was playing the jade flute on horseback, which was the white jade flute he gave her, and for some reason he suddenly felt strange.

She used to only use whips, when did she learn this skill.

The sword wind in front of him came, as if it reminded him that it was not the time to think about this.

Although the attack of the men in black was slow in the sound of the flute, they were bound to lose after all.

King Shengjun woke up, and the sword in his hand increased a little more strength. In any case, he couldn't let Ning'er have trouble.

A man in black at the head, with a burst of tax profits in his exposed eyes, casually tore off a piece of clothing belt and plugged his ears.

The tip of the sword touched the white belt.

"Ning'er be careful!" My heart is about to jump out. King Shengjun was surrounded by a group of people, and because he was in a hurry, he couldn't use his skills, and he was forced to fall to the ground by the sword wind for a while.

With the sound of the flute, an undercurrent crossed the tip of the sword, breaking the tip of the sword.

The eyes of the man in black were full of horror, and the black cloth in his ears was instantly soaked with blood, and as his face flowed down to the side, his body shook a few times, and finally fell to the ground.

In the shock of King Sheng, three figures rushed out, and the place where the sword slashed was all bloodstained.

The seventh princess looked at the three people in front of her, the flute stopped, and she watched each of the black-clothed people fall with an indifferent expression.

King Shengjun held the long sword in his hand, stunned, and didn't know how to react for a while.

"Forest Master!" Wei Qing Gong held his hand at the Seventh Princess who jumped off the horse.

The seventh princess frowned, and looked at Wei Qing with warning eyes.

Wei Qing followed her eyes. Seeing the shocked King Shengjun, his face turned blue, and he quickly stopped his words.

Shuang'er stepped forward and turned Wei Qing's body slightly, so that he faced Vice Master Han.

"Huh! Dazzled! Wei Qing smiled dryly, looked at King Shengjun and said.

The corners of King Shengjun's mouth twitched, and a smile was pulled.

"King Shengjun, it's better to go back with the Seventh Princess earlier, it's too secret here, and it's easy to provoke assassins." Vice Master Han walked in front of King Shengjun and stretched out his hand to help him.

"Thank you, Vice Master Han." After a long day, King Shengjun finally relieved himself.

"You're welcome, Ning'er is my apprentice, as it should be." Vice Master Han was talking to King Shengjun, but his eyes were looking at the Seventh Princess.

"Ning'er, thank you, Master." The Seventh Princess looked at Vice Master Han with a sweet smile.

Wei Qing's throat tightened, no matter how he looked at this picture, it was awkward.

"Next time Ning'er goes out, remember to bring more entourage, don't let the master worry anymore." Han Mo had something to say, the moment he heard her flute, how panicked he was in his heart, she would only use such skills when she was in danger.

"Ning'er understands." He lowered his head with some guilt, and his body moved to the side of King Shengjun.