Ouyang Yi's reaction was extremely fast, protecting Wan Zibing and retreating quickly, the dart grazed Ouyang Yi's shoulder, leaving a dark red trace.

"You're hurt!"

Wan Zibing's tone was slightly anxious, and Ouyang Yi's expression was not as playful as usual, he replied calmly, "A little injury, but this group of people are all killed here." ”

Wan Zibing's eyes changed slightly, and he had been holding his sullen breath for too long.

Her fingertips gradually condensed purple beads, the beads became more and more transparent, flashing with a faint light, dripping into the air, directly hitting the person opposite!

The assassin's attention was all focused on Yu Wenhui, and no one noticed Wan Zibing's behavior at all!

Their accidental injuries completely annoyed her!

Wan Zibing followed the beads and found the enemy on the opposite side, she did not hesitate to shoot, the assassins fell to the ground one after another, and their commander realized a problem, Yu Wenhui still has masters by his side!

This is very different from the information I heard!

The assassins quickly adjusted their formation and divided into two groups, one group attacked in the direction of Yu Wenhui, and the other horse was entangled with Wan Zibing!

Yu Wenhui didn't stay out of the matter, he was still wearing the plain white cloak, looking at the battlefield above.

Han Qing was around him, repelling attack after attack, and even though he was covered in scars, he didn't let a drop of blood splash on Yu Wenhui's cloak.

Yu Wenhui's expression became solemn, and what made him feel relieved was that Xia Linghe was clamoring to buy the most famous sweet cake on this street, so that he could come to the temple first, and without her, his worries were reduced a little.

As for the injuries on Han Qing's body, they were all minor skin injuries, and they should be fine.

But......

His eyes were cast on the other side of the battlefield.

These people should regret ambushing here, those two people are where the trouble lies.

Wan Zibing skillfully wielded countless purple beads, seemingly inconspicuous beads, but they formed a dense formation that ordinary people couldn't get close to.

Yu Lingzhu can change the direction continuously, if you are not careful, you will be close to the bead, and there will be a faint abrasion on your body, although a small injury is nothing, but there are such scars all over your body, which makes people feel both annoyed and helpless.

They were like puppets being played, they couldn't survive, they couldn't die, but the assassins had an absolute numerical advantage, and they quickly found the weakness of Wan Zibing's defense, seeing that a man had taken advantage of the loophole and wanted to stab Wan Zibing in the back.

But he forgot about someone.

A white fan hovered and flew over, and it was comparable to the sword in the man's hand with a huge spark, and the superior sword was suddenly broken in half, which showed the great power of this fan.

Ouyang Yi gently played with the fan in his hand, cherished it so much that he lowered his head and stroked it, and warned without raising his head, "This time it's a sword, next time it should be a head!" ”

The fluttering words made the back of the man's neck suddenly cold, and the rhythm of the attack was forced to slow down.

Ouyang Yi and Wan Zibing were each other's absolute defenses, and they cooperated very tacitly.

The other party can't find a way to overcome it for a while, and if it continues like this, it will only lose both.

Ouyang Yi's breathing gradually became a little thicker, and Wan Zibing noticed something strange in it, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He deliberately lowered his voice, "We need a quick solution, their darts are quenched with poison, I can't hold out for long!" ”

The light of Wan Zibing's fingertips suddenly became sheng, shaking so that the person opposite couldn't open his eyes.

In a flash of lightning, reinforcements finally arrived.

Huai Dao and Chu Jian hugged Ouyang Yi to the side to rest, and Qing Dao and Mengyi formed Wan Zibing's strongest backing.

The assassin on the opposite side cursed secretly, as if he had a posture of retreating, Wan Zibing smiled coldly, "I still want to leave after hurting someone, I haven't agreed yet!" ”

She turned around neatly, threw out a few beads, and hit the other party's chest respectively, accompanied by one after another oops, Wan Zibing rushed to the front of a seemingly leader, "What about the antidote?" ”

The man knew that he would not escape death, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

Qingdao and Mengyi hurriedly went to check the movements of the others, and the situation was the same, there was no life.

Wan Zibing bit her lip, thinking of someone, she quickly rushed to Yu Wenhui's face, "Where is Xiaohe, where is she?" ”

Han Qing had no strength, he was half-kneeling on the ground, panting for breath, and dark red blood was also flowing from the wounds on his body, which looked quite scary, but he still reluctantly got up and came to Yu Wenhui's front as his barrier, "She, she... Not with us, you... Don't come closer... Son. ”

After saying this, Han Qing couldn't hold back and fainted.

A flash of panic flashed in Yu Wenhui's eyes, in his memory, Han Qing would always be his best shield, but he was also his most important brother.

He began to cough violently, not caring whether his body was stained with blood, and shaking Han Qing's body a little eagerly, "Han Qing, Han Qing... Wake up..."

A cold voice drew closer.

"Childe, Guard Han's wound is not easy to move, you'd better stay away from him."

Wan Zibing's eyes flashed.

A woman dressed in a black riding costume walked over, her hair was very short, her eyes were very sharp, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of faith.

She can save the people in front of her.

Ouyang Yi should also be saved.

"This girl, can you tell me what kind of poison this is, my friend is also poisoned."

The woman didn't pay attention to Wan Zibing at all, and observed Han Qing's expression wholeheartedly, before she took out a black pill from her arms and stuffed it into Han Qing's mouth, "Childe, please rest assured, although I don't know the composition of the toxin yet, I can temporarily suppress the toxin in his body, and his life will not be in danger." ”

Yu Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief, saw the anxious Wan Zibing, and ordered, "Xueying, you can also show that son, he is my friend." ”

Xue Ying nodded, and followed Wan Zibing to Ouyang Yi's side, she probed Ouyang Yi's snort, and fed him the red pill.

Wan Zibing suddenly asked nervously, "Why did you give that person the black pill you gave him just now?" ”

Xue Ying's face was still cold, but her answer was watertight, so that people couldn't guess her true emotions, "Their situation is different, Han Guard's wounds look scary, but they all belong to the guard's fighting scars, and they didn't use internal force, this son is different, if I guess correctly, he must have consumed a lot of internal force just now, accelerating the development of toxins." ”

Wan Zibing's lips trembled, "Then he... What will happen? ”

"He has a good foundation, and then it depends on when I can develop an antidote."

Wan Zibing almost couldn't stand still, but the Qing Dao next to her gently helped her, and Wan Zibing showed a grateful smile.

The mental activity of the knife is more complex.

On the one hand, she really hopes that Wan Zibing can be kind to the little prince and not waste the little prince's infatuation, on the other hand, she doesn't want them to be so close.

Her thoughts about the little prince......

Wan Zibing held Ouyang Yi's hands tightly and kept rubbing his palms, hoping to bring him a trace of warmth.

In fact, Ouyang Yi felt dizzy, but he could sense that there was a force pushing him to wake up from the chaos, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, but he couldn't remember who the owner of this voice was.

Chu Jian told Wan Zibing very brightly, "Miss Zibing, since the little prince is not in danger for the time being, it is more important for us to find a way to place him back, this ground... He probably wouldn't be comfortable either. ”

Wan Zibing nodded blankly, and let Chu Jian and them take people away, She really wanted to catch up, but she thought that she still had to wait for the phantom them, and she could only suppress the desire in her heart.

Wan Zibing's lonely expression entered Xue Zimu's eyes, and his heart hurt involuntarily.

Zhou Cheng patted his chest and shouted a few times, "Prince, I was scared just now, thanks to you not going out, I'm really worried about your safety." ”

Of course Xue Zimu won't go out.

He is a person who will judge the situation and measure up the situation, since the battle situation is so clear, he should not meddle in things and just wait and see what happens.

The courtyard was littered with corpses, and the lively temple fair also came to an end because of this accident.

Xue Zimu walked out slowly, came to Wan Zibing's side, and patted her on the back gently, "Miss Zibing, are you okay?" ”

Wan Zibing looked at Xue Zimu blankly, as if he hadn't reacted from the accident just now.

Xue Zimu's voice was as warm as a touch of sunshine, sprinkled on Wan Zibing's body, "Little Wang Ye Ji has his own natural appearance, he will be fine." ”

Wan Zibing lowered her eyes, with crystal tears on her long eyelashes, she didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that her most vulnerable side would be noticed by Xue Zimu.

Xue Zimu could see Wan Zibing's depressed mood, but he didn't have a better way to comfort him.

A white figure rushed over as fast as lightning, she took Wan Zibing's hand and asked with concern, "Sister, sister, are you okay?" ”

Next, a few more figures rushed in, directly like a wall, blocking Xue Zimu outside, and he had no sense of existence, so he could only return to Zhou Cheng's side in a gloomy manner.

Zhou Cheng's eyes were full of surprise, "Prince, you came back quickly, were you frightened by the girls?" ”

"Where do I have?"

Xue Zimu touched his nose in embarrassment, he couldn't talk about being frightened.

But these girls do have a lot of strength, and they are not opponents.

Wan Zibing had mixed feelings for a while, and there were a thousand words in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word.

The one who broke the situation was Surabaya Tears, whose voice was as beautiful as a cuckoo and carried a reassuring warmth.