Chaos reigned.

Her heart was about to crack open, and Ping was pinned to the ground by several guards, while the other guards protected His Royal Highness the Second Prince while dealing with the assassins who had just arrived.

Touching the burn marks on his legs, Yan Danren sat back on the bed, looked around coldly, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Bugs." ”

The ground was cold, and she struggled a few times, but the guards almost couldn't hold it down.

Apple only felt that the place in her heart was hot, and the pressure on her back was suddenly reduced!

The guards let go of their hands and ran away screaming, the flames on their bodies instantly filled.

There were people covered in fire who hit the wall, crying for help, and the wall burned.

I don't know who stabbed whom, the blood splashed and the crazy fire are the same, I can't tell the difference, I can't see clearly.

Apple scrambled to her feet, staring blankly at her body, a hoarse roar of extreme pain as the flames engulfed her.

She smelled it again, similar to that night in Li Zhi County, the burnt smell of barbecue was too strong.

The house was burned, and the flowers and plants beside the house were red and bright.

In the firelight, a pitch-black figure flashed, His Royal Highness the Second Prince squinted, waved his hand, and the black shadow disappeared.

A short knife flew in, Yan Danren dodged it, jumped a few steps, and finally rolled out of the door, roaring in front of a group of guards: "Why don't you help me up?!" "A woman with a proper voice, delicate and delicate.

The guards looked at each other, and the first few people hurried over to help.

At this time, Yan Danren had already gotten up and shook them off: "Get out!" ”

"Your Highness......"

Annoyed, Yan Danren's expression was distorted, and his voice was shrill and thin: "Tomorrow all change women's clothes!" The kind that shows your legs! ”

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

The second prince limped forward a few steps, the guards had already surrounded the burning room, and some people were dealing with two assassins who had killed more than a dozen people.

"Kill them for me!"

As he spoke, the assassin on the roof leaped towards the center of the guard, and flew up in an arc with his coat, and when he landed, he took the lives of a few people.

The second prince took a few glances and simply sat on the bluestone slab. In the eyes of others, he fell in fear.

The wind rose and the fire swelled.

The moon disappeared at some point.

Soon after, the rain fell.

Apple, covered in fire, suddenly felt cold, and someone grabbed her neck and let go.

In a moment, who undressed, wrapped her, carried away.

Apple shivered, cold to the pores.

It was the leader of the trip who carried her.

The leader ran for a while, stopped, and looked behind him.

Eight people came here, and now there are six people.

The rain swept across the bridge of his nose, and the leader turned around and continued to run, and if anyone looked closely, they would surely find that he had lost his left forearm and gritted his teeth.

The next day, the secret guard who reported to the second prince knelt down with an expressionless face.

"So, the girl isn't dead?

That's fine. Stand down. ”

The Dark Guard hides in the darkness.

Yan Danren took a booklet casually, and the content in it was very unbearable.

The one who pinched Ping's neck was the secret guard who knelt on the ground, and the remaining six people probably didn't realize that there was a secret guard of the second prince who followed all the way.

"It's a good drawing." Yan Danren turned the page and made a sound.

To die, one will not fall.

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North German Town.

"Qingniang, there is a new gentleman in the town, you say, do you want to help Apple hand over some copper plates and go to school too?" Aunt Lin took the insoles while looking at the dancing sword Huo Qingniang.

The woman dancing the sword paused slightly: "It's time to go." ”

"Okay, I'll look for Mr. and ask if I want to hand over the copper plate or use rice grain...... By the way, that gentleman, it seems that the surname is Yang? ”

Huo Qingniang came over and sat down and listened to Aunt Lin's nagging.

The town was bustling for a while because of the teacher, and after two days, the children were bouncing into the makeshift school.

Yang Ruilin looked at them one by one, asked the name, and at the end, said that he remembered it.

A student asked, "Sir, what's my name?" ”

"You're Cheng San."

Cheng San sat on the table: "My name is Cheng San." ”

"Well," Yang Ruilin smiled, "can you write your own name?" ”

"Yes."

"Yes, that's rare."

"What's this? Chi Apple's little fool didn't know how to write. ”

Hearing the words "Chi Apple", Yang Ruilin's expression was a little strange, and he looked at Cheng San and said, "Let's sit down." ”

The gentleman began to teach.

"Today, it's everyone's name that is learned. Check it tomorrow, I won't write it, write it twenty times. ”