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But the current chaotic situation obviously does not allow him to think too much.

He turned, and resolutely fought with the dead.

Bei Liang's best dead soldiers, with one as a hundred, cooperate seamlessly, and fight without flaws!

The guards in the East Palace are all flowers, and Zhou Fengxian, who is responsible for the safety of the prince, is a wine bag and rice bag, and he rushed several times with a big knife but did not dare to rush up, so only Wu Song was the only one who really protected the prince.

He was getting a little struggling.

Xiao Tingchen patted Su Jiu's little head and told her not to run around and join the battle with Xie Rongjing.

Wu Song's pressure instantly decreased a lot!

However, the crisis is still fermenting and spreading.

Those dead soldiers had strange skills, and the martial arts were unorganized but logical, and after one person attacked, he immediately retreated, and the other person suddenly attacked from a tricky angle, gradually putting Wu Song a little farther away from the prince.

Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing were also set up outside, and they had no time to take care of Yuan Xu!

The two black-clothed dead men jumped up from the water at the same time and silently attacked Yuan Xu!

Yuan Xu screamed in horror!

Tremble in the balance!

however

In an instant, the chilling tip of the knife suddenly stopped in mid-air!

The two dead men in black didn't have time to show their extraordinary skills, so they suddenly vomited blood in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string falling into the water!

Not only them, but more than a dozen other dead soldiers also vomited blood and died violently!

It was quiet on the deck, and everyone looked at the corpses, only to feel inexplicable.

These people came in a murderous rage, and they died like this?!

Yuan Xu turned to Wu Song angrily, "You used poison?!" There is not even a single living mouth left, how can this palace torture him?! ”

Wu Song's face was expressionless, "The slave didn't use poison." ”

Yuan Xu was furious, "Who would it be if it wasn't you?" Did they poison themselves ?! ”

When the words landed, a man in black who vomited blood suddenly struggled to get up.

He staggered past Su Jiu.

Su Jiu held his breath and saw him trembling and walking in the direction of the prince.

Wu Song's face condensed, "Protect the prince!" ”

Zhou Fengxian finally mobilized the archers and drew arrows at the man in black.

The man in black didn't stop.

Arrows raining down!

The man in black tore off the masked black cloth, and his thick hands instantly held dozens of arrows!

He seemed to want to speak, but there was a lot of dirty blood gushing out of one mouth, and he couldn't make a sound at all!

In the end, his eyes were about to crack, and he roared like a beast to the sky, and with all his last strength, he desperately attacked in the direction of the prince!

The rain of arrows couldn't stop him!

Yuan Xu subconsciously wanted to run, but saw a paper umbrella in the air, which directly pierced the heart of the man in black!

The man in black fell in a pool of blood, staring at Yuan Xu's direction for a long time, trying hard to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make any sound after all.

He died at the feet of Su Jiu.

The girl lowered her eyes and clearly captured the unwillingness in his eyes.

Is it because he didn't succeed in assassinating the prince, so he was unwilling?

Yuan Xu breathed a long sigh of relief and patted Su Runmo's shoulder, "Su Qing has made a meritorious contribution to saving the driver, and after returning to Beijing, this palace will definitely start to play the emperor and praise you well." ”

Su Runmo respectfully bowed his hand, "Your Highness is blessed with all the heavens, this is free from danger, and it has little to do with the minister." ”

Yuan Xu looked at Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing again, and admired: "The two of them are young, but they have excellent kung fu, which shows that I have a lot of talents." Whatever you want, just say it, and this palace will satisfy you as a reward. ”

Xie Rongjing was not familiar with officialdom and didn't know how to refuse decently, so he looked at Xiao Tingchen.

The lights have been lit.

The young man's green clothes were stained with some blood, but he still looked gentle as jade.

He arched his hand and smiled: "It is His Highness's blessing and true dragon blessing that can escape the assassination of traitors, and it has little to do with us." As long as the prince takes care of his health and returns to Beijing safely, it will be the greatest blessing for us, and it will be the blessing of Daqi. ”

A few words coaxed Yuan Xu to smile, and the eyes that looked at him were full of kindness and appreciation.

Xie Rongjing rolled his eyes.

Why didn't he know that Xiao Huaijin was so good at sycophancy?

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