Ji Huaiye followed the trail of grass.

After about half an hour, I saw people.

A group of assassins surrounded Chu Yan, and one of the assassins stabbed the sword in his hand towards Chu Yan's chest.

Chu Yan was a little embarrassed, but he still held his head high and was not afraid.

Even if you die, you must die with dignity.

At the moment when the sword was about to plunge into his chest, a sword flew by, striking the sword crooked.

Chu Yan realized something and hurriedly took a few steps back.

The Assassin turned his head and saw a figure flying in front of him.

The figure blocked in front of Chu Yan, and picked up the sword on the ground, looking at the assassins with sharp eyes.

No matter how calm Chu Yan was, he was only eighteen years old after all.

When facing death, there is actually fear in the heart.

It's just that reason makes him feel that begging for mercy is useless, and backbone makes him feel that he must have dignity even if he dies.

But who wouldn't want to live?

At the moment of ushering in the turning point, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Ji Huaiye quickly fought with the assassins.

This time, the six princes seem to have made a bloody investment.

I'm afraid that he dispatched all the elite assassins under his command.

The dozen or so assassins who chased and killed Chu Yan were several times more difficult than the ones he had just encountered.

No matter how good Ji Huaiye is, after all, there is only one person.

Ji Huaiye gave Chu Yan a look.

As soon as the two approached, Ji Huaiye asked Chu Yan to find an opportunity to run.

This look is the signal.

As soon as Chu Yan gritted his teeth, he looked for a gap and continued to run forward.

Now is not the time to be so hypocritical, only to live desperately!

And those who died or were wounded to save themselves, he will always remember.

Seeing that Chu Yan had run away, several assassins hurriedly went up to stop him.

Ji Huaiye stopped those people.

His eyes were red, like a god.

Those assassins were a little anxious in their hearts.

It's almost indiscriminate killing.

In the end, only Ji Huaiye and one assassin were left standing, and the rest all fell.

However, Ji Huaiye also paid a heavy price.

There were wounds all over his body, and there was hardly a piece of good meat.

The handsome face was covered with blood.

Leaning against the tree, he could barely move.

The assassin who was standing, his eyes seemed to say, "Go die", and the sword in his hand stabbed towards Ji Huaiye's chest.

And at this time, a figure suddenly popped out and blocked in front of Ji Huaiye.

The assassin's sword plunged into the body of the man in front of him.

The sword in Ji Huaiye's hand flew out, also slashing the assassin's neck.

The Assassin falls.

Ji Huaiye looked indifferently at the person who was blocking his eyes.

Wen Rushe clutched her chest, slowly turned around, and looked at him with a smile on her face.

Ji Huaiye's urge to vomit came again.

He preferred the sword to be stabbed in his chest......

"Interesting?" Ji Huaiye endured his stomach and said expressionlessly.

When he abandoned his wife and children and clinged to the powerful, he was very resolute.

Who is this good father looking at now?

"It's okay if you're okay......" Wen Rushe looked at Ji Huaiye with gentle eyes, and after finishing speaking, he collapsed.

Ji Huaiye didn't look at him and walked forward.

Behind him, there was chaos.

The sun shines blood-red.

On the second day of the spring hunt, the eighth prince Chu Yan was assassinated in the hunting ground, causing the emperor to be angry.

It was ordered that the matter should be strictly investigated, and that the mastermind of the assassination must be severely punished.

For a time, everyone in the government and the opposition was in danger.

And Ji Huaiye, who had made meritorious contributions in this assassination, was greatly rewarded by the emperor.

His status has risen again.