Chapter Ninety-Three: A Time of Crisis

Tang Xuan's martial arts were not strong and today's fatigue was also seriously injured in the Northern Dusk Qing, and soon, he was defeated by this group of tall and fierce mountain bandits. The mountain bandits pressed forward step by step, and gradually formed an encirclement, trapping the two in the circle.

"Fuck you, little girl, dare to do it with us, you won't be able to eat today. Brothers, separate them, this little lady is quite beautiful, it is not cost-effective to bring him back, why don't you brothers have fun first, as for this man, tie him up. The leader stared at Tang Juan obscenely and had a bad thought.

The mountain bandits were all excited when they heard this good thing, and the circle was smaller, and several mountain bandits rushed into the circle and pressed the messy Bei Duqing and a few more held down Tang Xuan.

The leader stepped forward and lifted Tang Xuan's chin: "You said that you look good, why did you provoke Nange?" This time it's death anyway, it's better to serve the master well, and if you die, the master will collect your body. As he spoke, he began to tear Tang Juan's clothes.

Tang Juan struggled, but where could he break free from this group of bandits, he just screamed bitterly and refused. Bei Duqing on the side was even more sad and heartbroken, struggling to no avail, the wound was torn, his heart was painful, his strength had long been gone, and he couldn't hold it, but his mind supported him to be sober: "Tang Juan, Tang Juan, you brutes, what's the matter with bullying women, you have the ability to come to me, bastard!" ”

The mountain bandits heard him calling, and hit Bei Duqing on the stomach with a few heavy punches: "Stinky boy, what's wrong with bullying women, I can't get used to it, you beat me, aren't you very capable?" Come on. ”

"You-" Bei Dusk was angry, his body that was controlled and unable to move trembled, seeing Tang Juan being bullied and crying bitterly, he gradually slowed down: "I beg you, you let her go, I will give you whatever you want, do you want silver, I will give it, I will give it as much as you want, okay?" ”

The leader was surprised when he heard this, signaled his brothers to stop, and pulled Tang Xuan's hair to Bei Duqing: "I didn't say this early, and we are not unreasonable people, but you said it late, you hurt my brother." This woman, I care about it, then you can see it. Provocatively obscenely, he threw Tang Juan on the table and pressed his hands to kiss him.

"Brute, stop, brute-" Bei Duqing cried out in despair, Tang Huang struggled in despair-

Just when they were desperate to think that everything was irretrievable, the leader suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, his eyes were round, and he could clearly see a blood hole in his forehead from the back of his head, and the rest of the mountain bandits were also terrified when they saw this, looking around for the assassin, Bei Duqing took advantage of this out of control and pounced on the disheveled and tearful Tang Juan: "Juan'er, how are you, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here." ”

Tang Juan hugged Bei Duqing's arm tightly, the grievances and hatred became more and more intense, and he cried even harder-

Suddenly, a group of people broke into the door, all of them were covered with black clothes and black cloth, and the golden embroidery patterns were faintly visible at the corners of the clothes, which were the people of ink sand. The man in black glanced inside, and after confirming that Bei Dusk was safe, he nodded at him, pulled out his sword and began to slaughter, and the mountain bandits with low martial arts were invincible, and soon they died, and the house was full of corpses and rivers of blood.

"General, we're late."

Bei Duqing took off his coat and wrapped Tang Juan and walked out: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, clean up the scene and leave quickly." The innkeeper is good, make up for it. ”

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, the inn was already a sea of fire, who would have thought that there was such a big scuffle here just now. After such a toss, the sky has turned white, the darkness gradually dissipated, the surroundings were blurry, Tang Juan on the carriage gently leaned on the shoulder of Bei Duqing, neither of them spoke, everything seemed to gradually disappear with the night, and what was like this day slowly clearing-

Under the escort of the ink sand, the carriage arrived peacefully outside the imperial capital, at this time it was already three poles, the people of the ink sand were inconvenient to appear in the crowd, they all retreated, and the northern twilight gently put down the sleeping Tang Juan, climbed out of the car and drove the carriage, and finally entered the imperial capital.

Drove all the way to the palace Yichen Palace, it was noon at this time, Beichen waited anxiously at the door, and after seeing the person appear, he also quickly greeted him-