The moment he turned around, a chill flashed behind him!

Shen Xichen flashed sideways, and saw a man in black emerging out of nowhere, the long sword in his hand glowing with blue light, obviously quenched with poison.

The sword slashed against his body, and Shen Xichen's hair stood on end, shouting: "Who are you!" ”

The guards patrolling the inner courtyard of the Shen Mansion are afraid that they have already been poisoned, but there are more guards in the outer courtyard.

At the critical moment, Shen Xichen calmed down and dodged the assassin's sword again.

At this moment, the guards patrolling the outer courtyard also heard the shouts and rushed into the inner courtyard with messy steps.

Shen Xichen's heart was relieved.

At this moment, the assassin on the opposite side took advantage of his relieved efforts and rushed again.

The sword stabbed two points faster than just now, Shen Xichen was not a martial arts master, it was fortunate that the general had dodged twice just now, and when the sword stabbed again, his pupils constricted, but his body's reaction was already a little unable to keep up.

Are you going to die?

Shen Xichen thought so, but he was still unwilling.

It is clear who sent the Assassin, and that man will not give him a little respite.

It's like the last life.

Thinking of the previous life, Shen Xichen suddenly thought of this kind of dying time that he had drunk the poisonous wine she handed him to die at that time.

This life is not as good as the previous one.

The sword was getting closer and closer, and Shen Xichen couldn't dodge it anymore.

At that moment, he was slammed into his side, narrowly avoiding the blade.

The petite one of the people who hit him was a little milk dumpling who didn't know anything more than ten years ago, and he staggered when he walked.

More than a decade later, she crashed into him and struck him with the sword.

Shen Xichen, who was knocked to the ground, looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Just where he was standing, she was dressed in a pink gauze garment, and the sword pierced through her chest, and bright red blood poured out of the wound, staining her pink dress red.

The assassin frowned, and wanted to draw his sword to assassinate Shen Xichen again, but she grabbed the blade of the sword.

She obviously has very little strength and is afraid of pain, but at this time, she is holding the blade of the sword, and her hands are cut and she doesn't move.

The guards of the outer courtyard rushed over, shouting in a chaotic manner, some immediately went to restrain the assassins, and some were still shouting for the doctor.

But Shen Xichen couldn't hear anything, he looked at the little girl who was hit by the sword in a daze.

It was his little girl, the little girl he watched grow up and taught her to learn and read little by little, and the little girl he pampered in the palm of his hand for fear that she would suffer.

Now, she was covered in blood and slowly turned her head.

Her face was stained with her own blood, a little red, and her face turned pale.

The bright eyes were a little dazed at this time, and she looked at him like this, and opened her arms at him.

"Brother......

The sword was pulled from her chest, and she fell limply.

Shen Xichen roared, rushed over and hugged the man who was about to fall into his arms.

"Jin'er...... Jin'er! Shen Xichen trembled, and was cold when he hugged her.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood and curled up in his arms.

"Brother...... It hurts......" Her voice was weak, her little hand grabbed the hem of his clothes, and complained to him: "That person stabbed me with a sword...... The wound hurts......"

It seemed that by suing him like this, he would be able to call the shots for her, smooth out her stabbing wounds, and stop her pain from being as painful as she is now.