This made Situ Se's heart tremble for a while.

This madman!

Don't you know that the most important thing to do at this time is to quickly have people surround the assassins who have already surrounded them in large numbers, and then start killing them?

It's not wise at all to rush up so desperately!

Isn't this a good time to give the enemy a chance to take his life?!

Situ Se scolded in his heart, and at the same time, he also pinched a cold sweat for Qi Yiting.

Situ Se glanced at the pastry beside him, and when he kneaded the pastry into powder as fast as he could, wrapped it directly in a handkerchief, and came to the carriage, he sprinkled a handful of powder at the assassins around him.

When he finished sprinkling the powder, he smashed the small plate containing the pastry and stabbed it at the nearest assassin.

Qi Yiting had never felt that his speed was so slow, as if he couldn't get to Situ Se's side.

Situ Se used everything that could be used, broken bowls, pastries, hairpins, until there was nothing else to do in the back, and then he would directly smash it with a book.

Anyway, Situ Se thought that as long as he could buy Qi Yiting a little more time, it would be a little time, and as long as he could hurt one more person, he would hurt one more person.

In this way, even if something really happened to her, she would hurt a few people, which is not too much of a loss.

"Whoa—"

A cold arrow came at Situ Se's face unexpectedly.

Situ Se's face turned pale suddenly, and she tried to dodge as much as she could, but the arrow feathers slashed across her arm, leaving a long trail of blood.

The pain instantly spread through Situ Se's brain, Situ Se turned pale, endured the sharp pain in his arm, and pulled out the arrow nailed to the wheel of the carriage with his other uninjured hand, and stabbed the nearest assassin to him.

This time, Stuart managed to kill a man.

Situ Se had tried to put people to death, but he had never tried to kill people himself.

Situ Se's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, his stomach churned, and waves of nausea kept coming up.

The next moment, Situ Se fell into a familiar and strong embrace.

However, before Situ Se could fully enjoy the warmth from this embrace, a sharp sword quickly enlarged in Situ Se's pupils.

Situ Se, who had already drained most of her strength, didn't know where to come again, so she broke away from Qi Yiting's embrace at the first time, and in a blink of an eye, she had already protected Qi Yiting behind her.

"Whew-"

The sound of the sword entering the flesh deeply stimulated Qi Yiting.

Ignoring the pain in his chest, Situ Se threw the knife hidden in his sleeve at the assassin who was still holding the sword with the last of his strength.

The distance between Situ and the Assassin was not far, and the knife was inserted into the Assassin's throat with unmistakable precision.

At this moment, Situ Se didn't have time to think about anything in his mind, and there was still only one thought in his mind:

Qi Yiting can't die, can't!

Maybe Situ Se didn't realize that Qi Yiting had already taken firm root in her heart and occupied her heart domineeringly, and his weight had already surpassed herself.

Therefore, at such a time of life and death, Situ Se's body chose to push Qi Yiting away according to the most direct response of the brain, and he suffered this sword.

Seeing that the knife had successfully taken the life of an assassin again, and seeing that he had successfully protected Qi Yiting once, Situ Se showed a relieved smile and muttered in his mouth:

"I'm not weak...... I can, I can ......."