Dozens of assassins dressed as civilians swarmed towards Ning Qizhan and besieged him.

Zhao Yunze had always been vigilant around him, and when the accident happened, he immediately blocked in front of Ning Qizhan, and the guards he brought quickly surrounded them and fought with the assassins.

Tang Zhuofeng and Zhao Yize drew their swords and immediately rushed to support.

Ning Yuchu turned around and pushed Tang Li to Zong Rui's side, his lazy eyebrows and eyes had been replaced by seriousness and coldness, and he explained: "Protect her." ”

When the words fell, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Tang Li looked at the back of his clothes blown up by the night wind, and her heart suddenly twitched.

"Yu Chu!"

Ning Yuchu paused and turned his head, his black hair brushed his deep eyes, and there was a kind of beautiful arrogance, as if he was about to be annihilated in the firelight in the next moment.

Tang Li tightened his fingers and wanted him not to go, but in the end, it was: "You...... Stay safe. ”

Ning Yuchu raised the corners of his mouth at her, and smiled openly, diluting the sense of fierceness.

He said, "Wait for the master to come back." ”

Tang Li pursed his lips and nodded.

The crowd panicked and fled in all directions, and he flew towards the sword and sword shadow against the flow of people.

Tang Li watched his figure until he exchanged hands with the other party.

He has a talent in martial arts, and when he returned to Beijing this time, even his second brother was full of praise for his martial arts.

No matter how high the martial arts are, it is also dangerous to encounter a large number of outlaws.

Tang Li looked at the assassins who were killed and retreated but quickly fought back, and immediately said to Zong Rui: "You go and help him, don't worry about me." ”

Zong Rui had long wanted to rush forward, but because of Ning Ye's explanation, he could only be in a hurry, and now when he heard Tang Ye say this, he hesitated: "But Ning Ye-"

Tang Li interrupted him: "The target of the assassins is the crown prince, we are just insignificant people, the prince's safety is related to the society, and nothing can happen." ”

Zong Rui nodded heavily: "Then I'll go, you pay attention to safety." ”

Ying Huaichen, Chu Zi'an and others surrounded him, Ying Huaichen stood beside Tang Li, and said with a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, we are here." ”

Zong Rui left with peace of mind.

This lantern exhibition gathered almost half of the city's people, and Ning Yuchu and the others not only had to repel the assassins to protect the prince, but also had to be careful not to accidentally injure the people, and they couldn't let go of their hands and feet for a while.

And these assassins were very cunning and vicious, using the people as shields, and the archers brought by Tang Zhuofeng were useless.

Ning Yuchu had just dealt with an assassin when he heard a familiar voice in the noise.

He followed the prestige, only to see that his rival Lin Muzhi, who had grown up since childhood, was separated from the guards and exposed to the center of the fight.

At that moment, a sharp sword was stabbing his cheap cousin in the back.

Ning Yuchu's face tightened, he flew and stepped on the shoulder of the assassin in front of him, turned over and jumped to Lin Muzhi's side with his strength, blocked the sword, and kicked the other party away.

Lin Muzhi turned around and saw that it was him, and his eyes were full of shock: "Cousin? ”

Ning Yuchu hummed, grabbed his shoulders, and flew away from the encirclement.

After landing in a safe place, he let go of Lin Muzhi and retreated, said to stay away, turned around and left.

Lin Muzhi came back to his senses and wanted to stop him, but the person had already returned to the fighting circle.

Looking at the figure in the crowd, walking calmly, Lin Muzhi found that after only three years, he was almost unable to recognize this cousin who was as wasteful as himself.

Although Tang Li stood far away, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the little demon king.

Ying Huaichen looked at the pantothenic acid in his heart: "Tang Li, let's leave here first." ”

Tang Li shook his head while still looking ahead: "I'm going to wait for him here, you guys go first." ”

Ying Huaichen still wanted to say something, Tang Li looked at the assassins who kept flocking to the little demon king, and suddenly frowned: "No, how do I think their target is not the prince." ”