You'an was shocked, but he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, turned around and continued to walk through the middle of the woods. The road in the forest is uneven, and You'an wants to run faster, but he is really weak. On her own, it was impossible to walk back to the city anyway, so she simply stopped to see who the person who had helped her was.

Those road bandits are used to being rough on weekdays, and licking blood with knives is a common thing, so they were ambushed by the "slingshot" made by You'an, but they didn't expect her to dare to do anything to them. At this moment, his face was covered with blood, and it was really terrifying to look at.

They were only the pipers who came with You'an, and they looked around, but they didn't see anyone, and the bandit who was shot in the left eye spat on the ground fiercely, and reached out to grab You'an again. As soon as the hand reached out to You'an's shoulder, the sharp flute sounded again, and the python with a thick bowl mouth poked its head straight out from behind You'an and bit down violently according to that hand. The man shouted angrily and shook it several times in succession, but the snake's teeth were already firmly embedded in his flesh, and he couldn't shake them off.

The man stretched out his other hand to draw the knife at his waist, but the flute turned the corner in his tracks, and when the snake heard the flute, it immediately fell limply to the ground, and then slammed into his shoulder, and wrapped it around his neck.

Among the bandits, there was a man with a nimble brain, who suddenly pointed to a big tree with lush foliage and said, "Where did the voice come from!" Someone pulled out a dagger and threw it at the big tree, and between the shadows of the tree, a long figure fell from the tree, biting a piccolo in its mouth, the style of which was very different from the flute commonly used by musicians. A bunch of black hair is haphazard, a bamboo hat is worn obliquely on the top of his head, and his face is full of smiles, looking like a ranger fighting with swords.

This, this, this...... You'an's eyes widened, isn't this His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, who is golden and jade?

The name of Prime Minister Li Dan is known to everyone in Chang'an City, but this face is not something that anyone can see. Those road bandits don't even enter the city gate often, so naturally they can't recognize who this person is, and they even have a little contempt for him when they see his inconspicuous clothes.

Li Dan raised his hand and touched his back, pulled out a cold sword, raised his eyebrows at the bandits, hooked his fingers and made a "come" gesture.

Even if those people didn't know the goods anymore, they could see that this unknown sword was of the highest quality, and their expressions had already restrained their contempt, and after looking at each other, they decided to rush up.

Li Dan flexibly dodged back, the sword body drew a bright silver arc in mid-air, and at the same time he made a move, he also whined while biting the piccolo in his mouth, but it was no longer as sharp and harsh as before, but gradually pieced together a tune, which sounded like a little song.

When the snake heard the sound of the flute, it fell to the ground again with a soft bone, coiled itself in a circle, and then staggered to the tune, twisting and dancing.

You'an really couldn't cry or laugh, isn't this a little trick often performed by those Persian artists who came from afar with the Hu caravan, isn't it inappropriate to put it on such an occasion?

Li Dan was distracted and came out to accompany the snake, and on the other hand, with more than one enemy, he actually fought to a tie in two times, looking at the angry appearance of those road bandits, it seemed that he was even better.

It was still the person who heard the direction of the flute before, and when he saw You'an standing aside, he turned around and stretched out the knife in his hand to her.