Because it is a royal hunting ground, this forest is not too difficult to walk, and you can see small rabbits and other animals from time to time.

Liao Luan took Lin Zuiliu to ride on Xiao Hei and walked leisurely, but he had a kind of posture of traveling.

This kind of posture made Lin Zuiliu, who has always advocated labor, a little panicked, she quietly skimmed her eyes, and Liao Luan, who seemed to be in a good mood at this time, said, "That... Liao Luan, aren't you going to hunt? ”

Liao Luan was in a good mood when he heard the sound of rustling between the branches, and when he heard Lin Zuiliu's words, he shook his head, and the old god always said, "If I hunt, these noble sons and brothers will have nothing to play." ”

Lin Zuiliu squirted out a mouthful of old blood almost without holding back, after all, the invisible one is the most deadly.

Although she knew that Liao Luan really just wanted to simply explain a fact, she couldn't stand the content of what she said.

She turned her head and rolled her eyes, and didn't pay any attention to Liao Luan, looking around quietly.

Liao Luan saw her so relaxed and comfortable, and suddenly felt a little panicked, he subconsciously dragged Lin Zuiliu, and when he saw her looking back in confusion, Liao Luan realized his gaffe.

He raised his head, looked at the endless woods in front of him, and whispered, "Don't panic no matter what happens, follow me." ”

Lin Zuiliu didn't understand the meaning of his words, he just nodded when he heard the words, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a shout behind him, "Protect the emperor!" ”

Liao Luan suddenly grabbed the horse's belly and drove Xiao Hei to run wild in the woods.

Lin Zuiliu couldn't sit on the horse steadily, and suddenly accelerated so fast that she almost didn't fly out, Liao Luan quickly stretched out his arm to wrap his arms around her, and galloped towards the depths of the dense forest.

Gradually, Lin Zuiliu saw the figures of other people, some riding horses with bows and arrows in their hands, some holding the reins of horses, and prey hanging on the back of horses, all of them seemed to be at ease.

Only Liao Luan, as if detached from all this, bears the burden of responsibility that others don't know about.

His face was condensed, and he took Lin Zuiliu all the way in, Lin Zuiliu always felt that he saw a fast shadow flashing in the trees on the side of the road in his spare eye, and then he looked at it as if there was nothing.

She gradually guessed that Liao Luan should have something to hide from her, and she didn't ask, just stayed quietly in front of him, until she saw the bright yellow figure, and suddenly stopped the horse.

Liao Luan stretched out his hand to hug Lin Zuiliu and got off the horse, and the next second he saw a circle of people around him.

They are wearing the costumes of the Northern Ring Country, but even outsiders like Lin Zuiliu can see through it at a glance, and some of these people are not from the Northern Ring Country.

They have covered their faces, prominent eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and deep eyes, which are very different from the appearance of the Northern Ring Country.

Lin Zuiliu looked at these people who wanted to cover up a little speechlessly, and silently moved to Liao Luan's side.

"Ah Liu, go to the emperor's side."

Liao Luan's voice was cold, but looking at Lin Zuiliu's eyes was very gentle, Lin Zuiliu nodded and moved to the little emperor buried in the middle of a group of guards.

The little emperor looked panicked on his face, but his tone sounded not in a hurry at all, he glanced at Lin Zuiliu lightly and said, "I said how Yan Gui brought his little princess too, it turned out to be this calculation." ”

Lin Zuiliu didn't care what the little emperor said, her eyes were just staring at Liao Luan, but her mouth was not idle, "Hmph, the emperor let Liao Luan fight outside, but he said cool things here, and the concubine has seen it." ”

The courtiers protected the emperor, which was supposed to be, but the little emperor was so indifferent to Lin Zuiliu that he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he grew up with Liao Luan, and Liao Luan also contributed to his success in becoming the emperor, and he has always supported himself.

Thinking about it like this, I do feel a little guilty in my heart.

The little emperor didn't realize that he had been dragged into a dead end by Lin Zuiliu, he let out a rough "hum", and then began to look at Liao Luan, who was fighting with those people, with a worried face.

The weapons in the hands of this group of killers are all the same, the blade is like a hook, the face is sharp, and the blade carries a gust of wind, and Lin Zuiliu's heart hangs when he sees it.

Liao Luan was agile, pulled out the flying feather sword hanging from his waist, and his movements were smooth, and a royal blue power suit shone in the sun, which people could catch at a glance.

"The prince of Zhennan really lives up to his reputation, our plan has been planned for so long, and it has still been discovered."

The thief who was the leader of the Beihuan Mandarin was not fluent, with a somewhat incomprehensible accent, but his tone was very familiar and sophisticated.

He stood at the back of the crowd, staring at Liao Luan with straight eyes, and after finishing speaking, he turned to look in the direction where the little emperor and Lin Zuiliu were, and said with squinted eyes, "The king heard that the prince is married, let me express his regrets and the princess to the prince." ”

The voice was not small, almost everyone present heard it, and Lin Zuiliu naturally did too.

She looked at Liao Luan, and saw that Liao Luan still had no expression, as if this sentence could not cause him the slightest fluctuation, but she knew that the princess that person was talking about was Zhuo Wan.

She didn't know what position Zhuo Wan occupied in Liao Luan's heart, probably the kind of enemy, friend and confidant, but because Nanzhao was ambitious, he killed Zhuo Wan.

It also caused the closure of the cold and his brother's wall.

Liao Luan didn't pay attention to what the man said, he was still fighting in the crowd, and his royal blue robe was gradually stained with dark color, he was a little red-eyed, and the tip of the Flying Feather Sword pointed directly at the person who was the leader.

"Come down and fight."

The sound of the three words was not loud, but Liao Luan's momentum was like a rainbow, and drops of bright red and mellow blood fell on the tip of the straight silver-white sword, which reflected each other, making him look like a hellish Shura.

Lin Zuiliu and the little emperor watched from behind, and said in unison, "Liao Luan is so cool." ”

After speaking, the two of them glared at each other again, Lin Zuiliu turned his head, and Liao Luan had already leaned forward to fight with the man.

His number of segments was obviously much higher than that of the people next to him, and Liao Luan had a draw with him for a while, and the scene became chaotic.

The little emperor had no one to protect him for a while, so he couldn't do it, and subconsciously grabbed Lin Zuiliu's arm.

Lin Zuiliu turned his head and glared at the little emperor, "What are you doing!" ”

The emperor is the emperor after all, he still holds Lin Zuiliu tightly in his hand, his face is not red, his heart is not beating, he looks at Lin Zuiliu and says, "Since Liao Luan handed you over to me, I will protect you." ”

Oh, oh, oh, it's really a good emperor with a sense of responsibility.

Lin Zuiliu almost wanted to break the little emperor's fingers one by one, and then stomped him on the ground a few times.

The atmosphere between the two people was extremely deadlocked, and Liao Luan's side was also fighting hotly, and gradually gained the upper hand.

"I'll just say that with Liao Yangui's perversion, he will never lose, right, Your Majesty."

Lin Zuiliu's stinky fart appearance simply stimulated the little emperor, but the little emperor agreed with her opinion very much, and nodded thoughtfully, "It makes sense, my Aiqing is really extraordinary." ”

The assassin led by Nan Zhaoguo saw that this assassination was really going to fail, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly, the accent of the voice was strange, it should be Nan Zhaoguo's words.

As soon as his voice stopped, Lin Zuiliu suddenly felt a cold wind blowing around her, and she turned her head sharply and saw a hand with long black nails and wrinkles.

Lin Zuiliu didn't have time to remind, so the man straightened his incomparably hard nails and plunged them straight into the little emperor's vest.

"Your Majesty!"

"Protect the Emperor."

Lin Zuiliu saw this scene, and he was very anxious, and as soon as he took a deep breath, several silver needles glowing with silver light appeared between his fingers.

The silver needle was used for acupuncture, and Lin Zuiliu had always carried it with her, she had no internal strength, and her wrist flicked straight into the man's softer Fengchi acupoint.

The silver needle went straight into the man's body along the force of Lin Zuiliu, and the root did not enter, and the person fell down in response.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she saw the man's face clearly, it was a person with dark skin and furrows all over his face, and he had already swallowed his breath at this time, his nails were black and long, and there was a sinister aura.

The little emperor had already fallen to the ground in pain, Lin Zuiliu was in a hurry, and ran over and squatted beside him in three or two steps, "Your Majesty, how are you." ”

He was speechless in pain, his brows furrowed, his lips white, and cold sweat on his forehead.

Seeing her like this, Lin Zuiliu didn't care about being offended, and ripped off his dragon robe, and saw the five crescent-like black wounds on his back.

The wound is not big, and the five of them are not long together, but at this time, the black mist on the wound is filled, and the blood that flows out is a little blue.

Seeing this kind of scene, Rao is Lin Zuiliu couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

She thought that the person's finger should be stained with poison, inserted into the little emperor's body, and the poison went directly into the little emperor's body along the wound.

When Liao Luan saw this scene, his hand moved faster, and the Flying Feather Sword wanted to pull out the flower and fight with the man.

That person was already at a disadvantage, and at this time, Liao Luan tried his best, and he was soon defeated.

He knelt on the ground, blood spitting from his mouth, and his grinning teeth were red with blood.

"Liao Luan, let your skills be monstrous, I didn't expect our Nanzhao Congress to leave such a hand."

Liao Luan didn't wait for him to say more, the blade of the sword went straight forward and plunged into the man's chest.

"You are such a despicable villain, why bother."

The man's laughing voice stopped abruptly, and Liao Luan pulled out the Flying Feather Sword and flew to Lin Zuiliu's side.

"Ah Liu, how is the emperor?"

He had always trusted Lin Zuiliu's medical skills, but when he saw her frowning at this time, his eyes were also nervous, always cunning or indifferent.

"Bring the emperor back to the station first."

Her voice was condensed, with a seriousness and caution that she usually couldn't hear, "Be careful not to touch the emperor's wound when moving." ”

The killers sent by Nanzhao this time are of high quality, and there are not many guards left around the emperor, so they can be regarded as losing both.

Liao Luan selected a few people to support the emperor and took Lin Zuiliu back to the place where the tent was stationed.

When he returned to the station, there were already many princes and ministers standing at the door of the emperor's tent and waiting eagerly.