Yang Wan'er was ordered by the gang leader Li Ruiyun to secretly escort the coffin of the princess of Jinling out of the city, and then find a hidden place to secretly dispose of it; Not wanting to make a mess halfway, Shi Shiran, a young man with a long body and a handsome and dust-free body, walked out of the forest, blocking their way without saying anything.

I saw that the person who came was wearing a narrow brocade robe embroidered with silver embroidered moire, covered with a plain hero; Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, white teeth and red lips, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, as if smiling but not smiling, but the clear eyes are so cold that they want to quench ice.

It was Lingyun.

Encountering this seemingly harmless star of humans and animals, but in fact it is powerful and fierce, all the guards were immediately shocked, and their swords were unsheathed, with a posture of horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes, as if facing a great enemy.

The strange thing is that Yang Wan'er, as their leader, still looks unfazed, as if the appearance of the person in front of her has long been expected by her.

She lifted her eyelids lightly and glanced at the other party coldly, "Who should I be, it turns out to be the eldest prince of He!" ”

Ling Yun frowned slightly, it seemed that he was still not very accustomed to the title of "Grand Prince He", although the other party was right, his true identity was indeed He Chenglin, the eldest prince of the Hou Mansion!

As if she didn't care about the other party's displeasure, Wan'er continued to ask unhurriedly, "Master He suddenly appeared here, I don't know what to do?" ”

Ling Yun pointed to the coffin of Princess Jinling with his hand, "Leave this." ”

"Hehe," Wan'er laughed coldly, "It's just a dead man, what does the eldest prince want to do with this?" ”

"Whether it's dead or not, you have to leave it for me, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" Ling Yun's eyes twinkled slightly, with unquestionable firmness.

"You're welcome? Lingyun, if there is a kind, you will let the horse come, as long as this girl still has a breath, you will never be allowed to touch the princess's coffin! Wan'er shook back without showing weakness, her voice was as clear as hitting jade, and the words "the princess's coffin" deliberately accentuated her tone.

The guards on both sides secretly pinched a cold sweat, just for the self-righteous and domineering woman.

- My Miss Wan'er, are you really spoiled by our helper and don't know how thick the sky is? Don't you know who Ling Yun is, can you beat him with your mediocre skills? Don't talk about you, even ten like you are no match for others! Now you still dare to blatantly provoke others, is it really boring?

Just as the guards were worried, Wan'er's words really succeeded in arousing Ling Yun's anger. His sword eyebrows raised, his eyes were cold, "Okay, since Miss Yang is so faceless, then Ling Yun has to use the sword to speak!" You're a woman, I'll let you score three points, make a move! ”

"In this way, Wan'er is welcome!" Wan'er smiled; The smile was only for a short moment, and she turned cold very quickly, and pulled out the long sword with a "Zheng" sound, the sword wind swayed, the clothes fluttered, and the thunderous momentum was set off, pouring out like a little cold star!

What is puzzling is that this surging sword momentum is not aimed at Ling Yun, but at the dozen or so guards behind her!

The blood exploded, screaming and screaming, and the poor guards had already been struck by their swords before they could figure out what was going on.

And it's a straight hit, a sword through the heart! They either convulsed in agony, or bent into a bow, let out a death-threatening wail, and then collapsed to the ground.

Their bloodshot eyes widened, and they seemed to be extremely unwilling to end up like this. At the last moment, they were still worried about the safety of the woman who didn't know the sky; In the blink of an eye, they were all the ghosts of her sword!

Why...... They couldn't understand why this Miss Wan'er, the favorite woman of their Li gang leader, suddenly turned her face and didn't recognize people, and killed her own people!

No further ado. said that Yang Wan'er killed these guards without blinking, but as if nothing had happened, she still had an indifferent look on her face. She didn't hurry to insert her sword into the sheath, turned around and smiled at Ling Yun with a shallow smile, "Eldest son." ”

Like Wan'er's indifference, looking at the bloody and tragic scene in front of him, Ling Yun also had a calm attitude, as if everything that happened at this time had been expected.

"Miss Yang really does what she says and keeps her word, Ling Yun is here to thank the princess and Huanyu first." As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Wan'er.

"The eldest prince is serious." Wan'er hurriedly stopped and said calmly: "Actually, didn't you and I already plan this matter." ”

Saying that, she pursed her thin lips, and time flew in an instant, and her thoughts were unconsciously pulled into the Chinese army account of the prince of Guangling a few days ago, and the scene of her confrontation with Huanyu, Ling Yun, Zhao Xu and others-

Ling Yun said: "Since Miss Yang really wants to help us, can you tell us the specific strategy?" ”

Wan'er's eyes were misty, "So, the eldest prince is finally willing to believe me?" ”

"Actually, Ling Yun just said: choose to believe your words."

"Since the eldest prince chooses to believe Wan'er's words, then please step forward and let Wan'er tell you in detail."

Ling Yun stepped forward, so Wan'er told her long-brewing plan: let Princess Jinling take the fake death medicine...... Twelve hours later, the princess vomited blood and fell ill and died, in fact in a state of suspended animation...... Wan'er tried every means to induce Li Ruiyun to agree to escort the princess's "body" out of the city...... Lingyun and they came to meet them at the agreed time and place......

And so the previous scene happened.

Straight to the point. Yang Wan'er and Ling Yun sang and harmonized, and quietly solved the dozen or so obstructive guards, and played a successful double reed; At this time, the situation was urgent, and there was no time to say anything, so the two of them rushed to the front of the princess's coffin in three steps and two steps, drew their swords together, and worked together to pry open the lid of the coffin.

The pale and withered "remains" of Princess Jinling appeared in front of her.

Her withered yellow complexion was an ominous gray color, her eyes were sunken, her sockets were distinctly blue-black, her lips were not a little colored, and the muscles of her cheeks were even more collapsed; At a glance, the whole person looked stiff and cold, lifeless, and showed a chill that made people's scalps cold.

Ling Yun couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking to himself, "In the current state of the princess, is it like a fake death?" And just now seeing that the coffin is so tightly sealed, she won't really be ......"

What kind of person is Wan'er, as pretty as Xizi, Bing Xue is smart, she immediately saw Ling Yun's confusion, couldn't help but smile secretly, and opened her mouth unhurriedly......