After Wu Xing took this sword, she staggered back a few steps, the power of this sword was even stronger than she imagined, the internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the floating Gu quickly worked to repair the internal injuries in the body.

Cheng Yanqiu stood in a hidden place not far away and looked anxious, in his opinion, the gap between the two was huge, and Wu Xing would never be able to beat this masked swordsman, not to mention that Wu Xing had already suffered a lot of internal injuries just now.

He originally wanted to go to the altar to help, but in this case, Peng Xueao beside him would have no one to protect him, and it might also destroy the plan of the Heavenly Family.

Cheng Yanqiu looked at Zhang Yitu beside him coldly, the Heavenly Family would definitely not let Zhang Yitu stay around the altar to let him come to the play, "Why don't you go?"

A little later, Wu Xing might have been more seriously injured.

Zhang Yitu stared at the battle situation on the altar with his eyes tight, and said calmly, "Don't worry, there are still big fish that haven't come out." ”

Seeing that Zhang Yitu was calm and unhurried, Cheng Yanqiu had no choice but to wait patiently.

The swordsman was only surprised for a moment, and then returned to his indifferent expression, the long sword flipped and pulled a sword flower and rushed over, Wu Xing didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he hurriedly used light skills to dodge, but this hit the swordsman's arms, Wu Xing dodged, and only Li Jiaxu, who had no ability to protect himself, was left behind him, and the swordsman stabbed at him with a sword.

Seeing this, Wu Xing couldn't defend himself, so in a hurry, he threw out the son and mother of his left hand and slammed the swordsman's sword, this trick was learned by Wu Xingxin, and he was not particularly skilled.

The reason why the Zimu Bilian is called this name is because the two arms are divided into two rings, and after the Zihuan flies out, it will reverberate in the air because of the magnetic field between the Zimu Bilian and then fly back, but unfortunately Wu Xing is not very familiar with this move, and the Zihuan that flew out repelled the swordsman's sword and landed generously.

Wu Xing felt that his internal strength was somewhat familiar with him, and at this moment, he saw his sword clearly, and the quaint long sword was soaked with cold murderous aura, so he also recognized this person, it turned out to be Fu Shaoheng.

"It turned out to be you. "Wu Xing is a little strange, Fu Shaoheng is a member of Tai Amen, Hua Xumen and Xuan Zhenguan are both sects that are biased towards the imperial court, Tai Amen and the two of them formed a martial arts alliance, why did they assassinate the prince of the dynasty?

It's just too illogical.

The swordsman frowned, Wu Xing had already recognized him, he was not surprised, he had already had the consciousness of being recognized when he saw Wu Xing blocking his sword.

It's just that he's not worried, he just feels a little pity.

So far, Wu Xing can only be killed by solving Wu Xing first, and he must fight quickly.

Wu Xing lost half of his weapon, his combat effectiveness decreased sharply, and he held the mother ring in the Zimu Bi chain in one hand, resisting Fu Shaoheng's attack with some difficulty, but in just a few breaths, many new injuries were added to his body.

Fu Shaoheng's martial arts were much higher than hers, he became serious, and Wu Xing, who was seriously injured, was almost powerless to parry.

The Heavenly Family knew that they had a fight, and they also knew that she had lost the battle and did not keep the piano in Fu Shaoheng's hands, so why did they choose her to protect the prince?

Is it just because she can recognize Fu Shaoheng's sword?

Wu Xing didn't think it was the right answer, but she didn't have time to think too much about it now, because as soon as she thought about it, her head would feel a tingle.

There was no way to be distracted, she could only stare at Fu Shaoheng's every move, and mobilize the internal force of her whole body to fight against him, so as to ensure that she would not die and protect Li Jiaxu at the same time.

Bell –

Another sword, the mother ring in his right hand was vigorously picked out, rolled on the ground a few times, and landed on the edge of the altar.

Wu Xing was already embarrassed, the goose-yellow palace skirt was stained with blood, the soft silk yarn was already easy to break, and it was almost broken into strips of cloth at this moment, and the broken wound revealed the rolled flesh, only the golden crown on the head was firmly fixed, and the tassel shook greatly with the movement.

She gasped urgently, her vision was already a little blurred due to excessive blood loss, the masked swordsman in front of her was still dressed in white, and his eyes were showing indifference to human life, he looked at Wu Xing, who was kneeling on one knee and seemed to have no ability to resist, and said lightly, "It's over." ”

He held the long sword in his right hand, raised it slightly, and the blood beads on the blade kept dripping on the ground and formed a line, aiming at Li Jiaxu, Li Jiaxu still didn't mean to panic, so he looked at Fu Shaoheng for a long time, and answered, "It's still early." ”

Naturally, there is no one person who protects the crown prince, Fu Shaoheng knows it, but the non-royal bloodline cannot openly ascend the altar, he accidentally broke in, if it weren't for Wu Xing, he would have already succeeded at this time.

Wu Xing delayed for such a short time, there must be a master nearby, Fu Shaoheng was vigilant around the altar to prevent someone from jumping up suddenly, but ignored behind him.

Wu Xing was covered in injuries, his breath was already weak, and the weapons had been knocked down by him, he couldn't imagine that Wu Xing still had the strength to stand up.

When there was something wrong with the wind behind him, Fu Shaoheng hurriedly turned around and put away his sword to block, but Wu Xing just ran out of internal strength and fell from the air, and the dagger in his hand did not stab Fu Shaoheng's chest, but stabbed into his thigh.

With the weight of Wu Xing's body, the dagger stabbed into his thigh and then slashed down an inch, and the cold weapon was almost grinding the bones and moving.

Blood gushed out wantonly, and the severe pain made Fu Shaoheng shocked, and his whole body quickly broke out in a cold sweat from pain, kicked Wu Xing and rolled on the ground a few times, and pulled out the dagger, which seemed to have injured the fascia at the joint, Fu Shaoheng stood unsteadily, and knelt on one knee with his sword.

Wu Xing opened her blurred eyes and looked at Fu Shaoheng with great effort, he seemed to have lost his combat effectiveness, this should be the best time to take his life, but she had no strength, and she had no internal strength in her body.

What should I do if I can't beat him?

That's right, it's playing dead.

Wu Xing slowly closed his eyes, and the spirit that had been holding on instantly lost consciousness.

This scene on the altar grabbed everyone's hearts, and just when everyone thought that the prince was safe, a sudden change protruded, and a man wrapped in a black cloth with only two eyes suddenly appeared out of nowhere, jumped up and slapped Li Jiaxu on the altar with a palm.

At this moment, Zhang Yitu, who was beside Cheng Yanqiu, moved, he pulled out the knife on his waist with an action that was almost invisible to the naked eye, jumped onto the altar and swung a knife qi at the black-clothed master.

How can a pair of fleshy palms resist the enterprising knife qi?

The black-clothed master did not fight hard, and when he saw this, he gave up the best opportunity to kill Li Jiaxu, and fell backwards on the edge of the altar, confronting Zhang Yitu and the two from afar.

That's the real hole card.

The original plan was for Fu Shaoheng to go first, if he could get a single blow, it would be the best, if not, it would be excellent to lead Zhang Yitu to fight against him.

Fu Shaoheng was naturally defeated by Zhang Yitu, and when the two of them decided the winner, he took advantage of Zhang Yitu's relaxation, and then the black-clothed master shot and killed Li Jiaxu.

This was supposed to be a flawless plan, but it was disrupted by a martial luck that came out of nowhere.

At this moment, the forbidden army has cleared out the assassins hidden among the common people, surrounded the altar, and the guards guarding the capital also rushed to hear the news, the commander of the guards, Hong Tianen, is a master on a par with Zhang Yitu, if he arrives, it is tantamount to a difficulty in killing Li Jiaxu.

The black-clothed master weighed the pros and cons, he still had a short period of time, Fu Shaoheng was already injured, he was already not good at his legs and feet, his combat effectiveness had decreased sharply, he couldn't fight and couldn't run, he couldn't run away, it was really difficult to do.

However, it doesn't matter if Fu Shaoheng is arrested, they have already left their hands behind.

So after the black-clothed master and Zhang Yitu made a few moves, he suddenly shot a hidden weapon at Li Jiaxu, Zhang Yitu hurriedly turned around to block, and when he turned back, the black-clothed master had disappeared without a trace.

Actually let him run.

Zhang Yitu's face was gloomy, although they found out about the assassination plan, but they still didn't know who this black-clothed master was, even if he had fought against the black-clothed master, he didn't see his martial arts path, originally Zhang Yitu wanted to retain his strength to capture all the rebels and rebels in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that the strength of this black-clothed master was faintly higher than him, if he tried his best to fight the enemy, he was likely to not be able to defeat him, the black-clothed master was bent on leaving, and Zhang Yitu couldn't keep him.

If Cheng Yanqiu makes a move, maybe there is still a possibility, but he can't let Cheng Yanqiu make a move, although Wu Xing is Cheng Yanqiu's disciple, but she is still young now, and she is not famous, there are very few people on the rivers and lakes who know her, and Cheng Yanqiu is famous, if he makes a move, then the news of the Yin Moon Sect's defection to the imperial court will not be cleared.

Not to mention that the Yin Moon Sect doesn't want to take refuge in the imperial court, even the imperial court, and now it doesn't want it, the reputation of the Demon Sect is too ugly, it's okay secretly, it's too much to say that it is too much to let a person from the Demon Sect protect the prince on the surface.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yitu looked at Fu Shaoheng, who was kneeling on the ground, and the other assassins who had already been captured, and shouted coldly, "Put these traitors and rebels into the prison!"

Cheng Yanqiu was worried about the matter of the floating Gu, if it was exposed, the Heavenly Family might want to detain her for research, the place where the Second Elder of the Back Mountain of the Yin Moon Sect had been there many times, and he had been to this kind of experiment to test the medicine, Rao was a cold-hearted person who thought he could be regarded as a cold-hearted person, and he would inevitably feel cruel when he saw it.

He hurriedly hugged the dying Wu Xing, and left with Peng Xueyi, Zhang Yitu did not stop him, the assassination incident was over, and the Heavenly Family meant to be friendly with the Yin Moon Sect, and he must do this.

Before leaving, he asked more, "There are many masters in Xinglin in Tai Hospital, but how many imperial doctors should be sent to take a look at her?"

Cheng Yanqiu refused with a cold face, "No need." ”

Cheng Yanqiu was jealous of them, and refusal was also a conceivable thing, Zhang Yitu didn't force it, but just said: "Okay, but if you need any precious medicinal materials, send someone to send a message to me, and it can be delivered immediately. ”

Cheng Yanqiu eased his expression slightly, nodded, and left with the two of them.

When Wu Xing was confused and unconscious, she felt her small body being encircled by a warm embrace, and hugged her tightly, this embrace made her feel very familiar and reassured, and she was a little infatuated with the faint fresh ink fragrance in this embrace.

But there was a great desire in her heart, she wanted to put her hand on this person's throat, she needed to be angry, and there was a vigorous vitality in this person.

But no!

Mr. said you can't just suck other people's anger!

And the person holding her is Mr.

Wu Xing woke up suddenly, opened her eyelids with great effort, and her eyes were covered with a layer of blood, it seemed that the blood from the wound on her forehead had flowed into her eyes, she felt that her eyes were very uncomfortable and a little stinging, but she couldn't raise her strength to raise her hand to wipe it.

All her willpower and strength at the moment were used to suppress the floating Gu in her body that was screaming wildly and wanting to get angry.

Seeing that she was awake, Cheng Yanqiu pursed her lips and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we're going home." ”

Go home?

Are you going back to Dongyang? Wu Xing thought slowly, but she is too weak to walk now, and Mr. has to hold her all the time, she is no longer a four-year-old child, she is sinking a lot now, Mr. should be very hard.

Wu Xing was thinking wildly, and the floating life Gu sensed her tiredness, and began to want to occupy her consciousness again, controlling her hand to move.

Wu Xing was a little strange, she had almost lost the strength to move a finger, how could she still raise her hand.

In the next second, her little hand got into the placket of her husband's clothes, and her palm touched the tight muscles in her husband's chest, Cheng Yanqiu suddenly felt a mysterious feeling of loss of vitality, which was the feeling when he was seriously injured and dying, but he had not been injured for many years.

Wu Xing felt a trace of anger flowing into his body, and he was suddenly shocked, and he didn't know where he got the strength to stretch out his hand from Cheng Yanqiu's clothes and throw it aside, as if it was not his own hand.

Having already tasted the sweetness, how could the Floating Gu give up so easily? It fought back even more eagerly.

Wu Xing is not Xie Chang, she has no way to control the Gu worm, she can only rely on instinct to suppress it, but the floating Gu has no IQ, it only knows that the host is injured, and the injury of the host means that its living environment is threatened, it must absorb the anger of the outside world to treat the host, it doesn't understand, why does the host stop it?

It is the instinct of every living thing in nature to live, and although the floating Gu is just a bug, it is no exception, it resists the host's orders, and only wants to maintain the host's healthy body, so as to provide it with a good living environment.

Wu Xing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood again, closed his eyes and showed a painful expression, and the floating Gu became restless, rampage through his body, but Wu Xing just clenched his fists tightly, and even his nails were embedded in the flesh, staining blood.

Skin-to-skin contact is required to suck up anger, and as long as she controls herself from touching him, she won't hurt him.

But she was already seriously injured, and at this moment, she was fighting against the floating Gu in her body, which was really too painful, a hundred times more painful than the thirty lashes in the torture hall.

Why are there so many painful things in this world?