Chapter 1110: Their target is the Little Demon King
Outsiders can see clearly, but insiders may not be able to find out in time.
In Zhao Yunze's opinion, Ning Yuchu's martial arts were strong and blocked most of the assassins' attacks.
These Assassins were clearly dead soldiers, and their numbers were constantly increasing.
The guards brought by Tang Zhuofeng, plus the people of the Zhao family, firmly protected Ning Qizhan and Zhao Qingwan in the protective circle.
The protective circle is impregnable, and the two have no worries about their lives for the time being.
The first to notice that something was wrong was Ning Qizhan.
He always kept an eye on Ning Yuchu, and found that the number of assassins on his side had decreased, and there were more and more people around the imperial brother.
He realized that the other party's target was not him, but the emperor's brother.
"Hurry, quick, the deceased son will help him."
Tang Zhuofeng turned his head when he heard this, only to find that Ning Yuchu was surrounded by assassins.
I don't know if the assassin did it on purpose, Ning Yuchu has gradually been led to the other side, with the fleeing people in the middle.
If he goes to help him, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a chance here, and he can't reach it.
Who knows, is this the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, your subordinates have been instructed by His Majesty to ensure your safety, but now that the assassin has not been eliminated, your crisis has not been solved, and your subordinates cannot leave you half a step."
Ning Qizhan's face was solemn: "Tang Zhuofeng, Lone ordered you to support the prince of Liang." ”
Tang Zhuofeng suppressed the struggle under his eyes: "Please forgive my subordinates for not being able to obey their orders." ”
Ning Qizhan was in a hurry, unable to catch his breath, holding down his heart, his chest rose and fell violently.
Zhao Qingwan hurriedly supported him, and her hand was flowing behind his back.
"Your Highness, don't worry, take your breath first."
Ning Qizhan couldn't take care of his body anymore, he said angrily: "Tang Zhuofeng, you are not afraid of being alone and sin against you!" ”
Tang Zhuofeng lowered his head: "After Your Highness is safe, your subordinates will be at your disposal." ”
"You!"
On the other side, Ning Yuchu had also sensed the ruthlessness of the other party's menacing and threatening to put him to death.
But they were some distance away from the prince's brother, and he could let go of his hands and feet.
The assassins obviously felt that Ning Yuchu had become stronger, and the three dead soldiers went up together, but they were shocked back by his move.
What kind of martial arts is this, it's simply terrifying.
But when one falls, a new dead man immediately pounces on him.
Ning Yuchu twisted his neck, his eyes full of excitement.
The old man is not there, there is no one who can fight, and there is just a sparring partner sent to the door, so there is no need to use it in vain.
When he was playing to the fullest, there was an extra person beside him.
He glanced at it and said angrily, "Didn't you ask you to protect Tang Li?" What are you running to do! ”
Zong Rui wiped his face: "Master Tang asked me to help you." ”
Ning Yuchu really wanted to kick him back, but he couldn't at the moment.
"Keep an eye on your back, just don't make trouble for you."
"Gotcha!"
They fought and retreated to the river, and many people were affected and fell into the water.
"Help!"
There was a young boy closest to Ning Yuchu who was splashing in the water.
Ning Yuchu finished solving a dead soldier, flew and jumped onto the stones on the shore, and reached for him.
"Grab Lord's hand."
The young man reached out and grabbed his hand as his other hand burst out of his hand.
Lin Muzhi stood not far away, looking at Ning Yuchu's side nervously, he was the first to notice that something was wrong, and immediately reminded him.
"Cousin, be careful!"
However, it is not as fast as the other party's hand.
The silver light flashed, and the sharp dagger with water droplets slammed into Ning Yuchu's chest.