"What about people?" The ten men in black looked at the two people who disappeared into the mountains and forests, and looked for them a little anxiously, "Spread out, look for them separately!" Saying that, the ten Jeans were divided into three groups and slowly looked for the past in the mountains and forests, while Nangong Qian and Yan Wuxin, who were hidden in the shadows, watched the ten people separate without moving, and then quietly followed a three-person one.

Seeing that the three teams were separated relatively far, even if there was a fight, it would not attract the two teams, Nangong Qian and Yan had no intention of hiding behind a big tree. Nangong Qian glanced at the prince, and couldn't bear to let such a thin woman participate in this matter, but it seemed too reluctant to be alone.

However, Yan Wuxin ignored Nangong Qian's seemingly somewhat pitiful gaze, broke a branch and rushed out, directly attacking a man. Yan Wuxin's speed is fast and ruthless, his martial arts are high, and some moves are even more inscrutable, so he has a great chance of winning for a while.

And Nangong Qian is one person to two people but still doesn't have any wolf bèi, the short knife is as flexible in his hand as his own hand, but it hurts the two people in a moment. But even if Nangong Qian was dealing with these two people, he still paid attention to the movements of Prince Yan from time to time, and he was also a little surprised by Yan Wuxin's martial arts. There is nothing strange about the prince of the dead having martial arts, but the martial arts are so good, and the killing techniques are so skillful, and the murderous aura that is more important is too strong, which is not normal. But Nangong Qian was more not vigilant but had ripples in his heart, because having such skills and murderous aura meant that he had experienced an inhuman life.

When Yan Wuxin solved this person, Nangong Qian also solved the two of them, and the two who withdrew their hands at the same time glanced at each other, and saw their appreciation and admiration for each other from each other's eyes. Nangong Qian looked at the branch in the hand of the prince, and his phoenix eyes moved, and he had a plan in his heart.

"And seven!" Yan Wuxin looked at the branch in his hand and said with a smile, but this smile became more and more cruel and evil, as if he was a demon licking blood.

Nangong Qian felt a pain in his heart, and disappeared before he could notice it. Nangong Qian stretched out his hand to wipe the bloodstained hands of the Dead Prince, then took off the branch held tightly in the Dead Prince's hand and said, "The next person, I will kill!" ”

Knowing that the two of them would be faster, and knowing that if he was alone, he would inevitably not be injured, but he just didn't want to see Prince Yan like this, he could feel the dark aura around Prince Yan so thick that he almost couldn't see this person clearly.

Yan Wuxin casually broke another branch, and said as he walked, "This palace doesn't want King Qian to be injured in the territory of Yan Kingdom, and I don't want to see any friction between the two countries at this time!" "It means that the weak are not in the country today, and she has no intention of meadow, and she will never interfere!

Nangong Qian was both angry and happy in his heart, and he was happy that Prince Yan helped him, and he did not abandon himself at this time. The angry thing is that the prince is doing all this for the benefit of the two countries, and there is still a deep meaning in his tone.

Night is coming quietly, and at this time, Yan Wuxin and Nangong Qian are not as clean as in the afternoon, although neither of them was seriously injured, but there are still some slight scars, plus after running in the woods for a long time, their clothes have become very wolf, and Yin Wuxin's white robe and Nangong Qian's purple brocade robe have been scraped by the branches and damaged a lot.

Nangong Qian looked at the scar on the face of the prince who was scratched by the branches, and his rough fingers were about to touch the prince but he was dodged by the prince. Although he didn't particularly reject the man's approach, such an intimate act still disgusted him.

Nangong Qian withdrew his hand casually, but when Yan Wuxin was relaxed, he still raised his hand to wipe the blood on Yan Wuxin's cheeks. The soft skin under his hand made Nangong Qian a little fond of it, but he took his hand away very measuredly and explained, "With bloodstains, it's ugly!" ”

It's not for you to look ugly! Yan Wuxin's face turned a little dark and looked at Nangong Qian as she raised her feet and left, she believed that the two of them had not gone back for so long, plus Wu Fearless and the others who went back, I was afraid that the prince's mansion was in chaos now.

Yan Wuxin didn't guess wrong, although outsiders can't see anything in the current Prince's Mansion, but inside it is panicked. Not only the Prince's Mansion, but even General Leng and Phantom Gongzi in the capital mobilized people to start searching, and there were even killers from Hanxing Pavilion in the shadows who were looking for them privately.

The night slowly darkened, and the two of them were a little unable to support themselves after an afternoon of fighting. Nangong Qian is a man is better, but he feels a little tired, and Yan Wuxin is not in good health, and the woman's body makes her whole person look a lot haggard.

Nangong Qian thought about it, but still squatted down his noble body, and said to the stunned prince Yan, "Come up!" ”

Yan didn't even look at Nangong Qian, and directly ignored someone who was squatting down, wandering in the mountains and forests. And Nangong Qian behind him clenched his fists to suppress the anger in his heart, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and strangle this unknown prince.

The wind suddenly rose in the mountains and forests, and then I saw that the already dark sky was becoming more and more depressing, and the air became thinner. There is no light in the entire mountain forest, if it weren't for the fact that the night vision ability of the two of them is not bad, I don't know how many wrestles they can fall.

"It's going to rain!" Nangong Qian looked at the sudden change in the weather and sighed a little, not because he had anything, but because he thought that the body of the prince was a little uneasy, and there was no place to hide from the rain in this mountain forest, not even a cave. The two of them can use light skills to go back quickly, but it will take a long time, and if they use their internal force endlessly at this time, if they encounter the assassination of the two again, the consequences are unimaginable.

When Yan Wuxin was about to say something, the sky was dark and the wind was howling, like hell. Suddenly, a thunderbolt illuminated the canopy, interrupting their vision, and a long bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, accompanied by a rumbling thunder and a gust of wind.

"Bump!" The ears of those whose thunder shakes are deaf.

Nangong Qian was about to cover the ears of the young man next to him, but he saw a scene that shocked him. The young man, who was facing a fight or calculating, was as pale as paper at the moment, his deep black eyes were terrifying, like a rag doll that had lost his soul, if it weren't for Nangong Qian's extreme support, he wouldn't even feel the slight trembling of the young man's body, not only trembling, but also seemed to start spasms.

At this time, Yan Wuxin's whole person was immersed in her own world, just like every time she encountered thunder, once when she was eight years old, it was a thunderous night, she could hear the thunder, she saw her parents abandon her, and watched herself being sent to the man's bed, she experienced the fear she had never had, and she tasted the most painful torture in the world. The humiliation of wanting to scrape off all the flesh and skin with a knife began on a thunderstorm.

"Prince Dead!" Nangong Qian gently hugged the shoulders of the dead prince, but found that the young man did not have the slightest movement, as if he would disappear or go crazy in the next moment. Nangong Qian felt very panicked, and he had to shout in the gentlest voice of his life, "Wuxin... You sober up! Centerless... Don't be afraid! ”

The smart Nangong Qian already knew the crux of the matter, and the prince would suddenly do this because of this deafening thunder. Nangong Qian took the young man who seemed to be out of his soul into his arms, covered the young man's ears with his hands, tore off his brocade robe and wrapped the young man, and isolated the thunder outside.

Nangong Qian didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only keep calling Wu Xin's name, and kept patting the young man's shoulder with his hand, wanting to use this to give the young man the courage to wake up from his nightmare.

Maybe it's because the thunder in his ears is much quieter, maybe it's because the people around him keep shouting, maybe it's because this embrace is too warm, and Yan Wuxin's eyes have a slight turn, but before Nangong Qian is happy, he was slapped hard by Yan Wuxin, and he was ruthless and merciless.

"Poof!" Nangong Qian was beaten a few meters away and spit out a mouthful of blood, but before he could get angry, he saw the young man standing there, the young man took away the fluctuations in his eyes, and his dark black eyes were like the stars in the dark night, but there was a violent storm quietly brewing inside, and the bewitching flowers on the other side bloomed wildly inside.

"Kill you! Kill you! Yan Wuxin looked at Nangong Qian, who was standing a few meters away, and his mouth let out a beast-like wail, which inexplicably made Nangong Qian want to cry, he looked at the young man and roared, "Don't touch me!" Don't touch me! ”

Nangong Qian felt that his heart was dull and painful, as if someone was tearing at his fragile heart, making him want to take out his heart, compared to the internal injuries he suffered, compared to the pain of so many years, he only understood what it meant to be extremely painful at this time.

For Yan Wuxin's messy but killing moves everywhere, Nangong Qian felt pain in his heart, but there was no way, he would not hurt Yan Wuxin, but if Yan Wuxin continued to hurt herself like this, Nangong Qian could only keep dealing with Yan Wuxin's attacks at this moment, while constantly shouting Yan Wuxin's name, and never thought of hurting Yan Wuxin.

Nangong Qian fixed Yan Wuxin's hands in anger, maybe the thunder disappeared, maybe it was the heavy rain pouring on Yan Wuxin's face that made her sober up a lot, so Yan Wuxin had already returned to normal.

Looking at Nangong Qian's appearance and injury, Yan Wuxin knew what he had done. There used to be weather forecasts 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.

Yan Wuxin withdrew his hand from Nangong Qian's hand, although his body was still trembling, although the state of the whole person was still terrifying, but at least he controlled himself.

Looking at Prince Yan's thin and trembling body drenched in heavy rain or slowly hurrying, Nangong Qian asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

didn't wait for Prince Yan's answer, but saw Prince Yan look back, but the eyes were too cold and too cold, and there were too many things mixed in it that he couldn't see clearly, Yan Wuxin's whole person became a little terrifying, Nangong Qian was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

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