Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

"It's a bandit, it's a bandit!"

"They're entering the city! Run!"

"Dad! Aniang!"

Chaos, noise, noise...

This kind of noise mixed together makes people's heads hurt.

No, not right.

Jiang Xinlian opened her eyes and felt dizzy.

It's true that I have a headache, but it's not from the noise, but from the smashing.

She seemed to be buried in a pile of straw.

"what!--"

The screams were close at hand, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Some people were begging for mercy incoherently, but they still could not escape the fate of being killed. The begging for mercy stopped suddenly, and the exhausted body fell on the haystack.

Jiang Xinlian curled up and didn't move. The straw couldn't stop the blood from flowing out, and it dripped on her body.

086 quickly reveals the plot.

[This is an ancient plane. The female protagonist is Qiao Wu, the beloved concubine of the Emperor Wei, and the current emperor Qi Nian is one of the male protagonists. 】

This year? Then his brother must be called Qi today?

Jiang Xinlian was distracted for a moment and wondered: "One of the male protagonists?"

[Yes, because this is a beep-text, hey, isn’t this something that can’t be said? 】

086 tried a few more times, and finally gave up: [In short, there are several male protagonists, such as emperors, princes, generals, etc., there are rich varieties, everything you want. The plot of this world is not complicated at all, and the host can use it as a vacation Same. 】

Vacation? Does it mean that when you open your eyes, you will massacre the city?

[In this world, the host’s personality is Lang￥Go&￥#, hey, can’t we say this! 】

(Clear reminder, build a beautiful and harmonious life together, pure between you, me and him)

Jiang Xinlian:......

086 was anxious and said: [Just like that, host, you can understand it, right? Right! 】

"I don't really want to understand."

Jiang Xinlian sighed, made sure there was no one near the haystack, and quietly opened a small opening to look outside.

Embarrassed but well-equipped crowds can be seen everywhere on the streets. They ride horses, hold knives, and slaughter wantonly.

Because of them, the city turned into a hell. The once bustling streets were filled with corpses, crying, begging for mercy, and crying into the sky.

Judging from their clothes, they had complete armor and sharp knives, but the words they spoke were incomprehensible.

Seeing their red-eyed expressions, Jiang Xinlian frowned.

Although the haystack can be a temporary refuge, it is not a long-term solution. She needs to find another place to hide.

But going out is equivalent to committing suicide, and it is a dilemma.

While he was pondering, the penetrating sound of wind chimes came from the end of the street.

"Clang—clang—"

Jiang Xinlian didn't understand the meaning of the wind chime when she first arrived, but the people all understood.

They stopped and looked up in the direction from which the ringing sound came, weeping with joy.

"It's Master National Teacher!"

"Saved, saved!"

The people rushed towards the carriage, as if this would give them more hope.

The chasing bandits also reined in their horses and stopped, seeming a little afraid.

The national preceptor Jingrong can talk to the gods, is proficient in celestial phenomena, and can even bring down rain on dry farmland. Everyone knows the magical power of the national preceptor.

Not to mention the group of guards loyally guarding the carriage.

Tall and mighty, his eyes are alert, and his gaze is like a torch to guard against any disturbance.

The horses became restless, and the bandits were startled and confused.

Didn’t it mean that the National Master never participated in these common things? Is it time to show kindness today?

086, who was watching, exclaimed "Wow": [It's so cool, it feels like the whole person is glowing]

Then he looked at the unqualified host and wondered: [Host, what are you doing? The Imperial Master is here, no need to hide]

While everyone's attention was on the Imperial Guard of Ceremony, Jiang Xinlian crawled out of the haystack, ducked and ran towards the safe place she had chosen.

"Don't be naive. If he wanted to save people, why would the carriage go so slowly?"

She could see it clearly, but the people who were trying to survive in this predicament didn't want to see it through. They gathered around the carriage and kept praying.

The guard driving the car asked in a low voice: "Master Imperial Master, are you..."

"Continue to go."

The cold voice was like jade hitting the ice, announcing indifferently.

As soon as he fell, the gangsters looked as if they were like this, looking at the people with evil intentions.

When the crowd heard this, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. They did not give up and cried and begged:

"Master Imperial Master! Please save us!"

"You are the national counselor of our country!"

No matter how they cried and cursed, they could not stop the carriage that was going farther and farther.

Jing Rong's heart was calm, and he sat upright holding the book in his hand. The gentle breeze blew up a corner of the car curtain, and he looked out the window indifferently.

Jiang Xinlian ran to the place she was interested in. When she turned around, she met the man's emotionless gaze.

As soon as she missed it, she quickly hid, and the carriage quickly drove away.

The massacre that had stopped due to the arrival of the Imperial Guard began again.

086 looked anxious: [They should run quickly! Why are you standing there when everyone has gone away? 】

Because hope fell into despair, and the people themselves understood that a two-legged man could not outrun a four-legged horse.

They have no choice but to wait for death.

There were also people struggling, rolling and crawling to get close to Jiang Xinlian.

The bandit on a high horse behind him chased after him, with a ferocious smile on his face, and the sword slashed across the man's neck, aiming at the man's neck.

Don't come back to pollute the good place she finally got.

Jiang Xinlian said coldly: "086, burn him a little."

Electrocution will only make them confused, but electrocution will bring unknown fear.

It's a pity that 086's electric shock can only be used on one person, otherwise they would all be electrocuted to avoid trouble.

[Good host! 】

086 was gearing up, but at this moment, a vision suddenly occurred.

"Whoosh-"

The feather arrow came through the air, the arrow flashed with cold light, and with a "clang" sound, it hit the sword blade swung by the rogue bandit, and the tough sword blade broke with the sound.

"Who!"

The man was shocked and quickly turned around to look.

When he saw clearly the horse galloping in the distance, he was so frightened that he was heartbroken.

"Qi, Qi Jinchao!"

Another arrow hit the bowstring and was almost drawn into the full moon.

The second arrow followed closely, and the huge impact knocked the man off his horse.

Qi Jinchao came on horseback with a bow and arrows in hand, the bright red tassel on his helmet undulating in the wind.

"You dare to kill my people, David," he said angrily, piercing the rogue's throat with an arrow, "and you won't stop yet!"

The soldiers behind him quickly controlled the rebellious bandits.

The saved people knelt down tremblingly, tears falling from their eyes.

"His Royal Highness King Huai! Your Highness King Huai is here to save us!"

More and more people knelt down and shed tears of gratitude.

Jiang Xinlian popped up her head and looked at His Highness Prince Huai, whose name and appearance were full of high spirits.

"Qi Jinchao."

She whispered the name she just heard.

It turns out he didn’t call it today, he called it today.