The sound of footsteps came one after another, but before she could open her mouth to call for help, she was already tightly covered by a cold hand.

The word "help" was blocked in her mouth like this.

The guards approached and sped away.

The cold light from the tip of the sword condensed into a miserable white in front of her eyes, and Xie Shuning's hands and feet were numb. The silver bell on his wrist hung silently.

She knew that if she moved the slightest, the sword would stab her mercilessly.

Being alive is more important than anything else, and at this time, Xie Shuning never dared to act rashly.

However, she was too unlucky, how could she escape unharmed when she encountered such a thing.

The other party's hand holding the sword didn't mean to stop this time, and I stabbed her straight into the heart. She couldn't avoid it, and a sharp pain suddenly spread over her heart, and the pain made her tremble. With a "buzzing" in his ears, Xie Shuning only felt that his brain was blank.

In the dark night, the girl from the Central Plains widened her eyes and the corners of her mouth twitched, but she couldn't say a word.

The silence outside seemed to be only a momentary event.

Just when she thought she was going to die in a foreign land, a familiar voice cut through the night.

- "Aman! Where are you? ”

It's Shu Yan!

"Brother Shu Yan......" This name appeared in her heart, but she felt that her tongue was dry, and she was unable to call at all.

Suddenly, the dagger that had pierced the skin of her heart froze.

The moon above the desert seemed to be particularly round and bright, and the clouds receded, and the cold light poured down. As the moon fell, the girl's face was revealed. Her long, inky black hair is braided and hung down at her sides. The pale and blood-soaked face was embedded with eyes as bright as stars, and the cold light was shining at the moment. It gradually spread a terrifying meaning.

is obviously dressed in complicated and gorgeous clothes, but what is born is a face with a softer outline.

In a split second, the sword was drawn back.

The man holding the sword seemed stunned, then turned his head and left, his body as light as a swallow, and he swept up the wall. The black clothes blended into the night, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Xie Shuning's body fell down softly.

"Oops!"

The footsteps came in a hurry, Shu Yan ran at the front, saw her falling to the ground at a glance, and hurriedly rushed over.

Blood was slowly waving away from the clothes on her chest. It has a distinct dark color under the thin moonlight.

Shu Yan was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he couldn't speak clearly, "What, what's going on...... Aman, Aman! ”

The few swordsmen behind him were also panicked, and hurriedly stopped Shu Yan's hand from touching Xie Shuning's wound. This kind of time. I don't care about the other party is a noble girl from Kyoto, Xiyue, and the rule that you can't touch at will. One of them leaned over. picked up Xie Shuning horizontally, and rushed out of the alley to Song's house.

Shu Yan knelt there in a daze, gasping for breath.

After a while, he took a breath and ran up.

It was all his fault, and if he had been more cautious, they would not have been swept away by the crowd; If only he could have come sooner. Maybe that won't happen.

The dark-haired boy's blue eyes were full of remorse.

At the same time, the "murderer" who fled in a panic, the face hidden under the ugly mask, was also full of chagrin.

But even he didn't know what to do. He was annoyed that he had just stabbed the sword, or whether his heart suddenly softened when he heard the familiar and long-old name.

Senior Brother Seven is right, he is far from being ruthless enough.

As early as the moment he heard the bell, he should have immediately stabbed down with a sword and killed his mouth.

It's good now, and I don't know if the man is dead or alive.

He calmed down and hurried to the place where he had been meeting. But once people start to be unlucky, they are not so lucky!

He had barely crossed a wall when a group of about ten guards spotted him.

"There it is!"

Hu Yu was clear in his ears, and he knew that he had to escape.

If he doesn't meet at the agreed place in time, he probably won't be able to go back.

……

The cold wind from the far north swirled over Dunhuang, and the yellow sand was rolled up and hit the window paper, making a rattling sound.

In the Song Mansion, the doctor was treating Xie Shuning's injuries inside.

Shaman muttered to Song Yanzhao in his native language with a pale face, sad and remorseful.

If she hadn't asked Xie Shuning to join in the celebration, the disaster wouldn't have happened at all. At this time, she didn't care about teaching her son anymore, so she just sat up and walked back and forth outside Xie Shuning's room.

Shu Yan was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot, sweating on his forehead.

However, the Song family was unexpectedly calmer, and the moment she saw Xie Shuning being picked up, she was also half shocked to death, almost unstable on her feet. But when she saw her daughter smiling at herself soberly, although she was weak, her heart was calm.

She held Xie Shuning's hand, guarded the side, and refused to leave a step.

When the wound was clearly exposed in front of Song, Song only felt that his heart was skipping a beat.

This is the daughter she loves on the tip of her heart!

Just looking at it like this, it was as if the wound had fallen on me. Song's eyes were red, and big tears rolled down from them.

Xie Shuning's consciousness was always sober.

The wounds on my body hurt a lot.

But maybe it's because she has tasted more violent pain of losing a child, and the physical pain is a little less worth mentioning in comparison.

She closed her eyes a little tiredly, but immediately opened them again.

She knew that her mother was watching her, and she couldn't make her mother more worried.

Fortunately, after carefully examining the wound, the doctor said, "Fortunately, the sword did not pierce too deeply, and did not hurt the heart." ”

Even those who don't know how to heal understand this mean that there is no fear of life.

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

But such an injury is not easy to heal in the end, and the medication can only be violent. In this way, even if the wound heals in the next day, it will leave obvious scars on the body, which is not a good thing for women, especially women in Xiyue.

Of course, there is also the option of slow treatment with mild medications.

However, the possibility of deterioration of the wound is also increased.

When Song heard this, he just wiped away his tears and shook his head, saying: "It is a blessing in misfortune to have a safe life, and leaving a scar is a trivial matter, and Ah Man will not care about it." ”

The doctor got the right word and went down to prescribe medicine.

"Furou, it's all my fault, it's me who hurt Aman!" Shaman cried, her blue eyes became more and more moist, "I originally invited you to play, but now it's good, it's my ......fault that something like this happened."

She's always been a laughing person, but she cries so much that she can't breathe.

Song grabbed her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, don't say that, no one expected that such a thing would suddenly happen in the city, how can I blame you." ”

But having said that, Sharman still can't show her face.

Song Yanzhao came back and heard that Xie Shuning was not worried about his life, so he hurried away again.

The Assassins' goals were all too clear.

On the day of the celebration, he quietly infiltrated the palace made of white boulders by disturbing the people's hearts and causing a riot.

Except for the life of the old city lord, there was no more attack worth launching.

However, by the time he arrived, the elderly lord of the city had died quietly in the well-guarded palace.

The old man, who has served as a puppet city lord for more than ten years, has a fat and bloated body spread out on a satin bed, like a sleeping pig.

The pillow was wet.

It was supposed to be saliva spilling out of his already crooked mouth......

But at this moment, it was his blood that soaked the pillow.

The viscous plasma has flowed out of the bed at some point.

The guards guarding the door did not notice anything, not even the slightest sound.

How is this possible?

Is there really anyone other than a ghost who can do something so ignorant?

Song Yanzhao stood in front of the corpse of the dead old city lord and clenched his fists.

The thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, once they learned the news that the city lord of Dunhuang had died, they would definitely attack immediately.

Who did it?

The doubts were like a ball of threads that couldn't be sorted out, tightly entangled together.

He pushed open the door to the lavish cell and looked up at the sky. The starlight on the black curtain is like the eyes of a god, staring at the world without joy or sorrow. The evening breeze blew away the smell of blood, and he let out a long breath of turbid air and ordered to go down and investigate the origins of the group of assassins.

Any detail that has been omitted or neglected can become the most crucial piece of evidence.

What's more, Xie Shuning almost died at their hands.

The surrounding area is already cordoned off, and maybe you can catch a fish or two that slip through the net.

However, the three people who quietly infiltrated the royal city had already retreated.

The three black shadows quickly headed out of the city. They are to leave at night, and when the sun rises, things will not be good.

Soon, the three figures had already stopped cautiously at the agreed place.

After a while, two more people followed.

The five people present were all wearing similar masks, and the tallest one of them glanced around, slightly stunned, and then asked angrily behind the mask, "What about Eleven?" ”

A group of people looked at each other, but no one knew what to do.

"Seventh junior brother, Eleven is the best with you, he didn't follow you?"

Among the six people who came this time, he was the youngest of eleven, and this time he was not assigned a separate task.

Ji Jun, who is known as the seventh junior brother, is also shocked at the moment, how could people disappear.

There is no time to think about it, the time to leave is coming soon, and there is no time to delay. He took a deep breath, threw down the sentence "I'll look for him", and was about to re-enter the city, but was blocked by the leading young man, "Go back at this time, are you going to die?" ”

Ji Jun didn't hesitate, "You can't leave Eleven alone!" ”

"No way!" The leader categorically vetoed, "Wait for another cup of tea, and if he doesn't show up, we'll leave immediately!" ”

However, the time for a cup of tea has passed, and their eleventh junior brother is still nowhere to be seen. (To be continued......)