No matter what Yan Yi decides, Rong Qingshu doesn't feel strange. Although Yan Yi is the ancient prince, his identity has not yet been made public, and it is reasonable to watch it on the wall.

Although she was invincible by force, she had a sufficient amount of poisonous needles on her body, and she fought with Yu Muchen, and the people who could barely support her arrived.

"Yes!" Although those killers were already close at hand, Xuan Qiong turned a blind eye and retreated to the chariot.

Yu Muchen didn't expect that there was a man in the car, but when he thought that he could vent his anger with Rong Qingshu today, he was in a happy mood, and laughed: "Rong Qingshu, your good looks are still acquaintances." Since this is the case, I will let him live, stop it, and let Rong Qingshu's adulterer get out of the way first. ”

Xuan Qiong's hand holding the hilt of the sword was bruised, how could his master allow others to be humiliated at will, but Yan Yi did not give an order, he had to suppress the anger surging in his heart.

Even though those killers were only a few steps away from Rong Qingxuan, she was calm from beginning to end, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

"Rong Qingshu, you might as well tell me, what is the relationship between you and me?" Yan Yi stared at Rong Qingshu's eyes steadily.

Their relationship?

It is a meeting of Pingshui and one day they will be separated; Or, it doesn't matter?

Rong Qingshu was silent.

"If you don't say it, is it a tacit acquiescence to Yu Muchen's words?" Yan Yi continued to ask.

Yu Muchen, who was sitting on a horse for a long time, looked like he was watching a good show.

Originally, because I could get rid of my henchmen today, I was complacent, but I didn't expect to be able to watch a good show.

Rong Yanlang has no attachment in this world. Death, for him, is not enough to worry about, perhaps, it is also a relief.

is also quite curious about the relationship between Rong Qingshu and Yan Yi.

Rong Qingshu looked away and stopped looking at Yan Yi, "So what?" Isn't it? ”

Anyway, they don't have results, what the relationship is, it doesn't matter at all.

"I don't want your reputation to be affected, so naturally I don't want outsiders to misunderstand." Yan Yi looked at Yu Muchen, his voice was still gentle and moist, seeing that Yu Muchen seemed to be about to speak, he continued: "But now that it has been smeared by you, I don't want to explain more." ”

Then, he explained to Rong Yanlang: "She has a leg injury, don't let her get out of the carriage." ”

Rong Yanlang seemed to be worried about being heard by Yan Yi, and whispered in Rong Qingshu's ear: "Sister Qingshu, looking at his thin and weak, can he repel so many people?" ”

But after finding that Yan Yi glanced at him with a smile, he was immediately silent.

"Just allow Qingqing to relieve this kind of goods, and there are still people who go forward for her." Yu Muchen showed a disdainful smile, Yan Yi is just the two of them, what can he do.

"I just want to have a discussion with you, as for Rong Qingxuan, it can be regarded as a protection by the way." Yan Yi took the sword handed by Xuan Qiong and walked leisurely towards Yu Muchen, like a leisurely stroll.

"Just because you are a small commoner, and you still want to compete with this king, it's just a fool's dream, solve him for this king." Yu Muchen saw that Yan Yi was still at ease even in this situation, so he wanted to destroy him.

Plebs! Rong Qingshu thought of Yu Yanyi's prince jade deed, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Xuanqiong, guard the carriage." In an instant, the gentle and harmless boy released all the coercion and murderous aura.

Not only those killers, but even Yu Muchen was also a dignified, he didn't expect Yan Yi to have such a powerful deterrent, and the original disdain in his eyes turned solemn at this time.

Nearly a hundred killers rushed up at the same time, trapping Yan Yi in it, and the rest crossed the Xuanqiong where he besieged the carriage, outnumbered, and neither of them had the upper hand.

Especially Yan Yi, the cold light in his hand flashed, the knife in his hand fell, blood flowed all over the ground, his robe was not stained with blood, his posture was still the same elegant and square, and his demeanor was thousands, it was clear that he was holding a sword to kill, but it was like painting with a piano.

The swordsmanship of flowing clouds and rivers is not unmistakable, and it is strong and powerful in the dust, just like Yan Yi's people, gentle and moist but strong and domineering.

"Beautiful!" Rong Qingshu on the carriage has been watching the battle, this is the first time she has seen Yan Yi make a move, for his extraordinary skills and swordsmanship, except for this word, she doesn't know what words to use to describe it.

"Sister Qingshu, I remember that you also have martial arts." Rong Yanlang looked at Yan Yi, who was trying his best to fight, and said thoughtfully.

"Not now." Rong Qingshu spoke unusually calmly, although there was a trace of true qi floating in his body, it was almost the same.

Rong Yanlang stopped talking, he remembered that when he was a child, Rong Qingshu was most proud of his martial arts, but now that it is gone, he can't help but feel sorry for her.

"Don't sympathize with me, you yourself are not the same and have no martial arts." Rong Qingshu saw Rong Yanlang looking at her with that kind of eyes, she couldn't stand it, and felt like she had an incurable disease.

...... "Well, we are sick and do not pity each other."

Rong Yanlang looked up at the sky.

The frost and cold aura on Yu Muchen's face became more and more intense, Yan Yi had already killed most of his people, and those people had died before they could get close to him, and if he continued to fight like this, his people would really be wiped out.

But just let go of Rong Qingshu and Rong Yanlang, and felt unwilling, so in anger, he punched the saddle.

Although his hand was red and swollen from the touch, he was instantly overjoyed because he touched the bow and arrow tied to the saddle.

Rong Qingshu, now it's up to you how you escape.

Take a bow, one bow and three arrows.

The powerful arrow shattered through the sky and rushed straight towards Rong Qingshu.

Seeing this, Yan Yi, who was entangled by the killers, threw out the long sword in his hand, wanting to stop the arrows, but those three arrows were shot by Yu Muchen with all his strength, and he already consumed a lot of energy, and he had to take care of killing the enemy, so he only used three successful forces.

Therefore, as soon as the arrow collided with his long sword, it was just a few more cracks and slowed down a few points.

Yan Yi flew over and took the long sword, wanting to stop the fierce arrow again, but the killer was entangled and restrained, and he couldn't get out of it for a while.

In an instant, the arrows rushed to the front of the carriage, and Xuan Qiong tried his best to stop them, but only two arrows were stopped, and he was injured and fell to the ground.

The arrow was quenched with poison, and even if he protected his heart in time, he had no power to move at the moment.

The last arrow shouldered the heavy responsibility and shot straight at Rong Qingshu's heart, without mercy.

Although he hadn't succeeded yet, Yu Muchen's smile became deeper and deeper.

And although Yan Yi's face was as usual, his swordsmanship became more and more ruthless, and his breath gradually became disordered.

Rong Qingshu looked at the arrows in front of him, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared in his hands.

Yu Muchen is the best at archery, and the arrow will see blood, this is Yu Muchen's life-killing sword, she wants to dodge, it is not easy, but it is easy to avoid its vital point.

As for the poison above, it can't help her at all.

"Poof-" The sound of the arrow piercing through the flesh shook someone's eardrums.