Once the sun set, in an instant, it was a dark night.

But the woman was anxious.

The woman has long hair and high hair, and she is dressed in white clothes shuttling through the darkness, and the white clothes are so conspicuous in the inky night.

It's like a war set up by a wooden stake, all to reflect her fierce whiteness.

The woman's pace was very fast, just like the high-frequency heart sound, there was fear, there was struggle, and finally it condensed into the killing intent on the dagger.

Shadow Guard II Battalion

As expected, the woman was stopped by the shadows of the guards.

"Who's coming?"

The woman took out the token, held back the nervousness and fear in her heart, and reprimanded loudly, "Even I dare to stop you, are you impatient!" ”

The light of the fire here was unknown, and the guards couldn't see the outline of the woman's face at all, but they recognized the token.

The woman who can have the token of the King of Zhongshan, in this Yan camp, they don't have to think about it to know who it is.

"It turned out to be Miss Song, I was offended a lot just now, and I hope the girl will forgive her sins."

Although Song Ling is famous, there are not many Shadow Guards who have actually seen her appearance. Even if she saw it, it was just a glance from afar, and she could only vaguely remember the fluttering white clothes she often wore.

Coupled with the blinding of this black light, they couldn't tell what they saw now that it was not Song Ling himself, let alone notice the dense cold sweat oozing from the woman's forehead.

"I am ordered by the prince to go to see Princess Baojin, you can quickly lead the way." Yang Xue breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately, she was not recognized.

"Yes."

At this time, in the house, Song Ling was still sleeping under the power of the sweat medicine, she didn't know that a nightmare had just begun.

****

The light of the fire outside the night suddenly brightened, and with the sound of messy footsteps, they all rushed towards the hut.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Song Ling gradually regained consciousness, but the effect of the medicine did not seem to have passed, her body was still not flexible, and she struggled for a long time before standing up.

She looked at the only thin clothes left on her body, as well as the missing Yang Xue, and shouted in her heart!

There was a guess that she didn't dare to think about!

Yang Xue stunned her and put on her clothes again, I am afraid that there is only one attempt......

She subconsciously touched the token on her body, and her heart chuckled......

At this time, a woman with a disheveled hair pushed the door in a panic, compared to the horror in the woman's eyes, the first thing Song Ling saw was that under the firelight outside the house, she was dyed white by bright red.

"Yang Xue!" Song Ling exclaimed in surprise, and that bad premonition continued to spread in his heart.

The woman held the bloody dagger tightly, the whole person seemed to have been frightened stupidly, Yang Xue now in addition to the pleasure of revenge, there is also the fear of killing for the first time.

However, when she thought of Yang Zhao, who died tragically, she did not regret what she did today.

"Song Ling, I have avenged my father and brother!"

"I killed Princess Baojin!"

At this moment, a large number of guards burst in with torches.

Song Ling was dressed in white, and the marks of blood spraying were still reflected on his chest and sleeves, which were as eye-catching as the flames of a torch.

She glanced at Yang Xue, who was knocked unconscious by her, clenched the bloody dagger in her hand, and said loudly to the guards who poured in, "I killed Princess Baojin, so I will go with you to see King Anfeng." ”

****

"Song Ling, I have avenged my father and brother!"

"I killed Princess Baojin!"

"What did you say!"

Song Ling's eardrums, in Yang Xue's words, were painful!

Her brain began to dizzy, and for a moment she didn't recover.

Yang Xue, kill Princess Baojin!

How she wished at this time, she was hallucinating!

"I drugged your tea, and then I stole your token......"

"Yang Xue!"

Song Ling's voice was shaking, she really couldn't imagine that a woman as delicate as Yang Xue could do such a thing.

"I promised you that I would definitely avenge Yang Zhao! How can you go and kill the princess of Qin State in a hurry! ”

"Don't say that King Qin Fu Jian won't let you go!"

"Even King Anfeng will punish you for your sins!"

"Do you know that Princess Baojin is the hostage we used to blackmail the Qin State! You killed her, have you ever thought about the consequences! ”

Song Ling was so angry that he stomped his feet, if this news reached the Qin State, Fu Jian would definitely wave his army and avenge his daughter!

With the current strength of the Yan army, it is not the opponent of the Qin State at all!

Moreover, Murong Chong's attack on Luoyang is imminent, so it will have an impact on the battle in Luoyang!

Yang Xue lowered her head, Song Ling said this, she knew it.

Before the whole plan, she thought very clearly, for the revenge of her father and brother, she was destined to be sorry for Song Ling and sorry for Yan Jun!

She is also ready to atone for her sins with death, anyway, the revenge has been avenged, and she has no wish!

Brother, Yang Xue has already killed the daughter of Qin King Fu Jian, which can be regarded as avenging you!

Soon, Yang Xue will come to reunite with your family!

"Song Ling, don't worry, I do things by myself, I never thought of implicating you in it, I pretended to be you just to assassinate Princess Baojin, I will explain everything to King Zhongshan!"

Yang Xue turned around and was about to open the door.

Song Ling hurriedly pulled her back, "What are you going to do!" ”

"Song Ling, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Dayan! I'm going to plead now, it's the only thing I can do for you! ”

"You can't go!"

"What a serious crime you have committed to killing the princess of Qin, King Anfeng will definitely not spare you, even if King Zhongshan has the heart to protect you, I am afraid that it will ......"

Even if Murong Chong took care of Yang Zhao, he might not be able to stop Murong Yue who was angry.

"I don't care about life and death anymore, I can avenge my father and brother before I die, I have no regrets."

"You don't have to think about me, you don't have to be sad for me, I'm just a mediocre woman, and being able to marry you in my lifetime is the greatest blessing in my life!"

Yang Xue looked at Song Ling, raised the most beautiful smile, and went with a flash in the pan. From her eyes, Song Ling saw the calmness of her bent on death.

Suddenly, Yang Xue pushed Song Ling away and rushed out!

Song Ling had already expected her to be like this, and had already taken the first step and waved her hand up, knocking her unconscious from behind.

Yang Xue, how could I not think about you!

Yang Zhao is dead, no matter what, I must protect you!

****

When Song Ling was escorted to the main hall, Murong Chong was already there. His expression was serious, but his heroic eyebrows revealed uneasy worry at this time.

In her impression, no matter how big the predicament and danger are, Murong Chong is always calm and calm.

But today, she has never seen him.

Is he worried about her, or is he angry about Baojin's death?

Although he is ruthless to Princess Baojin, Princess Baojin has always been infatuated with him, and he should be sad when she dies.

Murong Chong looked at her in a bloody dress and the dagger in her hand, and the last trace of disbelief in her heart collapsed in an instant.

Song Ling, did you really kill Baojin?