The torrential rain was pounding on the car window, lightning and thunder, and Lin Zhen was also focused on the storm.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes moved slightly, and she wondered how she would save the situation if the rain destroyed the cotton.

Then she sighed softly, she was too worried.

It is difficult to travel on the road in the rain, but Lin Zhen feels that today's carriage is a little heavier.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock in front of the carriage door, neither high nor low, which just interrupted Lin Hao's contemplation.

"Master, there is a funeral ahead, and I am afraid that there is something strange when such bad weather still comes out." Chen's voice came and went, intermittently, and it was difficult for Lin Hao to hear it clearly.

"Okay, be careful."

Although she is not a queen, but the assassins may not let her go, not to mention that she has already had several assassinations before entering the palace, it is no wonder, whether it is life or death, everything is the destiny of heaven, although she does not believe in fate, but she must not admit that the mandate of heaven allows her to live again, she must survive, so as not to waste the opportunity of this life.

The sound of whimpering and sorrowful suona penetrated from the dense sound of rain, it was really not easy, Lin Zhen lifted the corner of the car curtain, and a few white shadows were blurred in the mist that penetrated the sky and earth, and the lonely white sails swayed and floated, coupled with the unbridled crying, it was really desolate.

"Someone, escort."

The whip in Chen's hand was raised, and it was thrown heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound, and all the forbidden troops hurriedly changed their formations, surrounded the three layers in the carriage, and put their bows and crossbows on the ground, ready to fight at any time.

"You guys go take a look and let them change lanes."

Chen You is not enough.

A small group of forbidden troops immediately drew their swords and trotted up, forcing the mourning group to retreat to the left and right.

"Let's go. The formation remains the same. ”

With a wave of his hand, Chen rode the horse to lead, and the carriage also galloped up.

"Wow Wow ......"

A heart-rending cry came from the front of the horse's hooves.

Chen saw a child in mourning clothes sitting in the middle of the road crying.

Chen's face changed, and he had to use all his strength to restrain the horse and brake sharply, and the horse roared in pain.

Chen Leng leaned back, neatly fell from the horse's back to the ground, picked up the child before the horse's hooves stepped down, and rolled aside.

There is no danger.

"Chief Chen, are you alright?"

The surrounding forbidden troops also pulled the carriage in time, came back to their senses, and several forbidden soldiers were busy and wanted to step forward to help.

"It's okay, you go back."

Chen replied impatiently.

"Bao'er, ah......" A terrible cry burst out from the crowd of people who were stopped by the forbidden army from the funeral, and then I saw a woman who was soaked rushing out, and I don't know where she got the strength, pulled the child out of Chen's arms, and hugged her tightly in her arms, "Bao'er, you scared your mother to death......" Tears fell, the rain was heavy, constantly washing her face, her hair was scattered and clung to her cheeks, but she couldn't see what she looked like.

The child was also stunned, and when he heard his mother's heart-rending cry, where had he seen such a scene, he cried again, and the two mothers and sons hugged each other.

Chen subconsciously touched his elbow, and shouted expressionlessly, "Don't get out of the way quickly, the army is forbidden to travel, and pedestrians avoid it." ”

"Yes, yes, the women will go......"

The woman was startled coldly, glanced at Chen in fear, and saw that his face was gloomy and quite fierce, so she hurriedly picked up Xiaobao and shrank back.

Chen didn't look at her either.

Jumping on his horse, he commanded the forbidden army to continue on his way.

After the forbidden army left, the woman hugged her precious son in her arms tightly, "Bao'er, why did you suddenly run out, if it weren't for the mercy of the official uncle, how could I be right about your dead father......"

He cried again.

"Sister-in-law, the hour can't be delayed, let's go quickly!"

The white man urged.

Sister-in-law Li nodded, and then hugged her son tightly and hurried to the funeral.

"Master."

On the edge of the wall, a white figure stood with his hands under his hand, and at some point another inconspicuous gray figure came.

"Voga, is it arranged?"

The white figure remained unmoved, and the storm did not roll up his eyes.

"Don't worry, they can't find any clues, they are all in accordance with the master's plan."

Fuga lowered his eyes, still respectful.

"Okay, I'm going to find out the second prince of Tatar." The darker the eyes, a strange lightning bolt reflected in the amber pupils, the corners of the mouth hooked slightly, and the rumbling sound resounded throughout the earth.