Chapter Forty-Eight: Nightmares Overlap
The old man thought to himself, he was just a civilian, and he was a powerless old man, he would not pose any danger to the man in front of him at all, no matter how terrible he was, he should not do anything to him in front of all the soldiers.
Hypnotizing himself in this way, the fear in the old man's heart had not had time to be suppressed, only to see Xiao Yan no longer ask, he only raised his hand to the side.
Qingfeng beside him immediately handed him a bow.
Xiao Yan calmly put the arrow on the string, the distance of the bowstring expanded outward little by little, and the momentum gradually condensed, and it was indescribable.
"This king wants to see if your life is hard enough."
When the old man saw it, his pupils tightened.
"Big ...... My lord, what did the grass people do wrong? The old man's throat was on fire, and his dry voice trembled.
"If you get in the way of this king, you should be killed!" As he spoke, the arrow in his hand shot out, and the old man's eyes widened as he watched as the arrow pierced his throat.
Then the blood splattered, and the old man fell straight to the ground, blood spilling from his throat, and in an instant it was washed away by the rain, staining a large area of the ground red.
Shu Wan looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and her eyes widened.
"Lord Wang, why do you want to kill even an old man?" The bloodthirsty Yama in the dream gradually coincided with the man in front of him, and the rumbling thunder mixed with lightning reflected on the man's face, making him like a ghost.
"Because he's damned!" He looked coldly at the group of refugees in front of him, his phoenix eyes were as black as ink, his face instantly froze into ice, and his gaze was even colder.
"He killed, he killed, he killed innocents, even the old man didn't let go......" Another man stood up angrily and pointed at Xiao Yan and scolded angrily.
However, before he could finish speaking, a sharp arrow flew out again, straight into his mouth, blocking all his words.
"Lord Wang, they are all refugees, don't kill them again." The child's frightened crying kept coming from below, and Shu Wan finally couldn't bear it, lifted the sedan curtain, and stopped him from pulling the strings again.
Xiao Yan was stunned: "Qingfeng, take care of the princess!" ”
He took the arrow again and aimed it at the refugees below, his expression particularly cold on this rainy night.
"Princess, the prince has his own reasons for doing this." Qingfeng stepped forward to stop Shu Wan.
Suddenly, in the midst of lightning and thunder, Shu Wan saw a familiar figure, and her pupils widened suddenly.
Is that...... Her eldest brother, Shu Rong!
He was standing in the middle of a group of refugees, looking at her steadily.
But at this moment, the refugees began to riot, and several people led by them stood up one after another, pulling out a large knife several meters long from behind.
Even the child immediately stopped crying, his eyes became grim, and his pupils turned a faint golden color in the rainy night.
In the end, they underestimated Xiao Yan's cruelty and inhumanity, so they no longer concealed their identities.
"! Guys fight with him! ”
The corners of Xiao Yan's lips hooked slightly: "I am finally willing to show the fox tail!" ”
The cold arrow suddenly came out of its sheath, Xiao Yan was as fast as lightning, and his body was as flexible as a ghost in the rainy night, and he easily cut off the head of the rogue with a wave of his hand.
Blood splashed on him, and after a moment it was washed by the rain, Shu Wan looked at everything in front of her in shock, and her eyes were locked on "Shu Rong".
"Brother, brother." She stumbled out of the carriage, the rain blurred her vision, and she just wanted to run into Shu Rong's arms and hug him tightly, even if it was just to block the sharp sword for him with her own flesh and blood.
That's her brother, the brother who loves her the most.
Qingfeng stopped her: "Princess, danger, the sword has no eyes." ”
Shu Wan pointed to "Shu Rong" who was standing not far away, and wanted to cry: "That's my brother, it's my eldest brother." ”
Qingfeng looked in the direction she pointed, and frowned: "Princess, that's a rogue, they deliberately pretend to be refugees, they want to sneak into Kyoto and cause a riot, the princess should not be confused by them." ”
"Rogues?" Shu Wan was stunned.
How can it be a rogue?
Her Shu family has been loyal and good for generations, and it is impossible to be a rogue!
Looking up again, the figure in front of him is still familiar, that face, the eyes that look at her, he is Shu Rong, the eldest brother who loves her the most.
"No, it's a misunderstanding, that's my brother, he's just mixed in with the rogue, he has no other way, he's not a rogue."