The black-clad crowd began to stir, their companions were caught off guard and killed, and the rest of them were all holding their swords and looking around defensively, trying to find the stumbling blocks that had popped up halfway.

He was as light as a fly, and he jumped several feet high in the air, and landed lightly on the rock behind everyone.

Nightstring held his sword and stood steadily, his robe rustling in the wind.

"Looking for me?" His posture was arrogant and casual, looking at this group of men in black as if he was looking at ants that were about to die.

Yu Sui's pupils tightened slightly, never expecting to see him here.

The man in black suddenly turned his head when he heard the movement, and the hand holding the sword tightened a little unconsciously. "Leave him alone, let's kill this first!"

Several assassins who were close to Yu Sui raised their swords and were about to stab in that direction, but the people on the rock tapped their toes and landed in front of everyone in an instant.

He tilted his head slightly, casually pulled out the sword with the golden twig pattern, and pulled an extremely beautiful but murderous sword flower, with a dark glint in his eyes.

The few black-clothed men who drew their swords and were about to stab at Yu Sui and the others were blocked before they could react.

What a fast sword!

Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Yu Sui's guards also hurriedly surrounded him in the middle and fought against the surrounding assassins.

For a while, the snow stained this mountain red.

Night String held his hand and looked condescendingly at the man who was still breathing on the ground, his face was expressionless, his sharp eyes were extremely cold, and he raised the sword in his hand to end this man's life. But there was a voice with an order.

"Stay alive." Yu Sui looked at the surrounding scene coldly and commanded.

The surrounding assassins had been wiped out, and Nightstring looked at the man on the ground, but finally put away his sword and stunned the man with one palm.

The guards hurriedly tied up the stunned assassin and brought it to Yu Sui.

"Thank you for today, if it weren't for you, we'd probably die here." A guard walked up to him and thanked him.

Hearing this, the young man holding the sword raised his eyebrows, "How do you recognize me?" ”

The guard smiled, pointed to his arms, and said, "The characteristics of this sword of the Night String Senior are too obvious. ”

The guard went to help dispose of the surrounding corpses.

Nightstring looked down at the sword in his arms, raised his eyes to look at Yu Sui's place, and was caught off guard by Yu Sui's gaze.

He nodded slightly, and walked towards the place. With each step he took, Yu Sui's eyes deepened.

"Nightstring, can't you really stay?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the three-year promise has arrived, and I have no reason to be here."

"As long as you stay, you can ask for anything!!"

When the young man heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his eyes, "That's it, you don't have to keep me." ”

The figure of the boy disappeared outside the door.

The scene turned, followed by the scene of him being detained in the dungeon by the secret guards, "How dare you! ”

The secret guard grabbed his neck and slowly tightened it, but suddenly let go when he was dying, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the general trend has gone." If it weren't for Nightstring, would you really be the only one in this dark guard camp? ”

It's betrayal,

It's hatred,

It's that he's too stupid and too easy to trust others.

…………

Yu Sui's eyes seemed to have a dark fire, and he silently stared at the people who walked towards him step by step.

Nightstring sensed that he was emotionally unstable, and thought that he had just been frightened.

"Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince okay?"

Yu then retracted his eyes and sneered at him, "I can't die." ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Nightstring sensed the irony in his words and didn't answer, nodding coldly at him.

Since Yu Sui was reborn, no one had dared to speak to him in such a tone.

He subconsciously wanted to show his set of temperament to treat people, but after thinking about it, the person in front of him was Yexian, and he didn't pay attention to Yexian at all.

A gloomy look flashed between his eyebrows, and he secretly thought in his heart, since it couldn't be used by him, it was useless to keep it.

His face was inconspicuous, and he looked at Nightstring with some doubts.

"Why are you here?"

"Didn't you send me?" Nightstring gave him a strange look.

"Didn't you ask that Yang Quan to let me keep an eye on this Lin family?"

Yu Sui frowned, he originally only asked Yang Quan to find a calm place to follow, presumably it was because he attached importance to this matter, coupled with a serious attitude, Yang Quan thought that it was a big deal, so he found him.

Nightstring didn't have time to look at his face, remembering the grievances along the way, and then looked at the corpses that had not been disposed of all over the ground, "What I said before, how long do you plan to delay?" ”

Yu Sui's face turned cold, "You're so anxious to leave?" ”

"Yes." The young man's posture is neither humble nor arrogant, and there is a kind of uninhibited arrogance.

Okay, in that case......

Then he wouldn't mind helping him out......

"What are you talking about now?" Yu Sui's face turned pale, with a little impatience on his face. He pointed at the ground and turned away.

"This corpse all over the ground makes Gu look upset, you go and deal with them together."

Nightstring paused, swept the corner of his eye to the ground, and frowned silently, but the next second he still walked in front of the group of guards.

"Senior, why are you here?" When the guards saw him stretch out his hand, they hurriedly said, "How can you come here with this pickled matter?" ”

As if they hadn't heard of it, Nightstring reached out to help them carry the man onto the cart.

Not far ahead, there is a dense forest, and this group of people must be buried in the forest.

He's done all this murder, so what's the reason to think it's pickled?

"Fu Li," Yu Sui stared at the few people in front of him who were handling the corpses, and coldly looked at the people beside him.

"If you face him, what are the odds of winning?"

The secret guard named Fu Li, who had been protecting Yu Sui closely, had just seen the rumored Night String, and he was a little unsure about this matter.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, about fifty percent."