Sheng Ting shot more than a dozen people in a row, giving the guards in front a glimmer of life, and the ambush soldiers didn't dare to approach easily.

Jing Xi felt that something was wrong: "Sheng Ting, look at the guards of the palace, why do I think they are all dizzy, this is not their normal level, right?" ”

Sheng Ting frowned: "I found out too." ”

However, in less than a quarter of an hour of fighting, they gradually lost the strength to fight back, how is this possible?

These guards were trained by his own hands, how could they be so vulnerable!

He found the right opportunity, and quickly rushed to the carriage in front of Xuanyin.

Jing Xi followed him closely and slipped over as well.

"Shizi!" Sheng Ting has not heard the sound of the prince since the ambush, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and immediately broke through the car door and entered.

And the moment he jumped in, one of Xuan Yin's attendants was holding a dagger high to take Xuan Yin's head, and Xuan Yin's lips were blue, obviously poisoned.

"Traitor!" In a flash, Sheng Ting snatched the dagger from the man's hand with his backhand and wiped it on his neck.

As soon as Jing Xi approached, a hot blood was splashed on her face, and then a dead face came into her eyes.

She was startled for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

She told Sheng Ting what she found: "They all fell down one by one, and some of them even foamed at the mouth and had spasms on their limbs, which is a sign of poisoning, and there must be ghosts in the team." ”

Jing Xi understood that they should have been betrayed by their own people this time, but she and Sheng Ting ate medicinal food along the way, and they didn't eat and drink with the army, so they were lucky not to be poisoned.

"Come up!"

Sheng Ting didn't have time to talk more, he kicked the corpse in the car and pulled Jing Xi into the carriage with one hand.

The way forward is impassable, so you can only turn around.

The rest of the people who did not fall could resist for a while, and Sheng Ting beat the horse fast, but one of the horses was still hit by several arrows in the leg and collapsed in place.

Sheng Ting naturally couldn't let a horse with a broken leg drag its hind legs, so he immediately waved his knife to cut off the reins and abandon it.

In an instant, only one horse was left in the carriage, and it was not as fast as before.

And behind them, more people fell, and the pursuers were about to kill their human shields, and Sheng Ting had to turn around and shoot the pursuers while driving the car.

In the car, Jing Xi was busy feeding Xuanyin the antidote.

She is a surgeon and doesn't know much about poisons, these medicines were given by Murong Yu the day before departure, saying that they were for emergency use, although they couldn't get rid of poison, but they had some effect on relieving poison.

She was about to pry open Xuanyin's mouth, but she felt a sudden shock in the carriage.

It turned out that Sheng Ting outside shot the pursuers and had no time to take care of the chariot, and the carriage crashed into the rocks, and one of the wheels got stuck in the crack of the stone.

The carriage couldn't get out, and it was like a live target when it stopped in place, Jing Xi and Xuan Yin were okay hiding in the carriage with iron plates, but the horse outside was hit by another arrow.

Sheng Ting looked back at the situation behind him, he only had one person, one bow and one knife, and now the carriage was still stuck in the stone crevice and could not move, and the horse was injured again......

In this case, he can only take one person with him!

Arrow after arrow pierced the sky, and he knew he had no time to hesitate, he had to make a choice now!

He closed his eyes, frowned fiercely, then turned into the carriage and picked Xuan Yin up.

"He hasn't taken the antidote yet." Jing Xi sat up straight and anxiously reported the situation to Sheng Ting.

Sheng Ting glanced at her deeply, and at the same time hugged Xuan Yin's shoulders tighter.

He gritted his teeth: "Give me the antidote." ”

Jing Xi didn't think much about it, and immediately handed over the antidote, but when she saw that Sheng Ting couldn't spare her hand, she hurriedly stuffed the medicine bottle into Sheng Ting's arms again.

But as soon as her hand reached in, she felt the warm blood, and she couldn't help frowning and worried: "Are you injured?" Or is the wound open again? ”

Sheng Ting gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but swung his knife to cut the ropes on the horse, and then quickly hugged Xuanyin and rode on the horse.

When they got on the horse, Jing Xi had just jumped off the carriage.

Sheng Ting sat on the back of a high horse, the lines on his face were unprecedentedly cold, his lips opened, and then he dropped a sentence coldly:

"If you don't want to die, run deep into the woods! Run hard! Don't stop! ”

Jing Xi froze and subconsciously chased two steps forward.

But Sheng Ting's words just now were still hovering in her mind, and she quickly understood, standing in place in a daze.

Sheng Ting looked at her and clamped the horse's belly: "Their target is the prince, it may be safer for you to stay, the prince is poisoned, I can't delay him, I have to send him away." What are you waiting for? I'll come back to you when I send the son away safely! Run now! ”

When he had finished speaking, his hand lifted his whip and fell, and the horse rushed out like an arrow from a string.

He didn't dare to look back, but out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't control his gaze in her direction.

The setting sun was like blood, and she stood under the old dead vine tree wrapped in her blood-colored cloak, which she didn't like, and a pitch-black crow croaked twice on the branch above her head and flew away.

She stood there for a moment, but finally lifted the corner of her skirt and staggered into the woods.

She had just stepped on a rock when she jumped from the carriage and stumbled, and she couldn't run fast.

Sheng Ting's heart suddenly suffocated, as if a thorn had been inserted into his heart, and the farther he ran, the deeper the thorn would be.

Just now, she thoughtfully stuffed the medicine into his arms and touched his blood, the worry and concern in her eyes were real, and he could see that it was not hypocritical.

He rode the horse faster, and he didn't know how long he could hold out if he was wounded, and he had to send the prince away and turn back quickly.

He was wounded, the knife in his abdomen was cracked, and the blood on the white horse merged into a small stream, and he didn't know if it was the horse's blood or his.

The wind whistled, Sheng Ting's ears roared, and at that moment, the shock and disappointment in her eyes once again poured into his mind, and he felt that he couldn't hear anything.

Jing Xi endured the pain in his foot and neck and ran deep into the dense forest.

The fighting behind her gradually stopped, but she knew it wasn't good news.

Because this can only mean that all the people in the Qi Palace's Mansion are dead.

She knew that the prince of Qi was the target of those people, but she was really not sure if those people would come after her.

She could only run, as Sheng Ting said, running desperately, and she couldn't stop for a moment.

She endured the pain, sweating profusely, and her eyes were blurry, but she didn't want to shed tears.

In fact, she understands that the life of the prince of Qi is of course more important than her.

In fact, she figured out that the injured horse couldn't carry three people at all.

She knew that she was not the target of those people, and that she would have a better chance of surviving in the woods.

But the feeling of being abandoned alive is really bad.