The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Yuan Ying tilted his face, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and he said softly:

“Zhou Gaoyang’s Nine Gates Governor’s Office and the Guards surrounded us together, and we didn’t bring many people with us.

Now most of them have been killed or injured, and only a few of my subordinates are left.

It is not a pity for me to die, but I must escort you to a safe place."

The woman seemed a little surprised by the slap she just received.

He turned his head uncomfortably, and the anger just now seemed to have dissipated a little because of the slap.

"What should we do now?" the woman asked.

Yuan Ying looked at the woman and said softly, "Master, I want to send you back to Xunming temporarily.

This time, we rashly killed Wei Chen and...Princess Zhuxing, and they found our whereabouts again.

Emperor Qianyao will not let us go, Master, let's go back first and stay out of the spotlight for a while."

"No! I won't go back! If there are not enough people, send more people!" the woman screamed.

With a somewhat crazy look on his face, he took out a ring from his arms, which was the one he had taken from Wei Linlang.

Stroking the ring in her hand, the woman sneered: "Zhu Xing? She deserves to die!"

"Master..." Yuan Ying wanted to persuade him again.

“Don’t say anything more, I’m not going back, I haven’t caught that bitch yet!

How could I go back? I would catch her and bring her to that man.

I want to see him suffer and go crazy! I want him to kneel down and beg me! ! "

The woman seemed to have imagined that one day, she would get what she wanted and catch the person she hated the most.

Looking at the man whom I once loved madly but who treated me with disdain.

Kneeling in front of her and begging her!

Looking at the woman's crazy expression, Yuan Ying's gloomy eyes were full of bitterness and worry.

"Master, it's been so many years. That man died a long time ago. Why are you torturing yourself like this?

Master, you…” Let yourself go!

“Yuan Ying!” The woman interrupted Yuan Ying and shouted, “Remember your identity, you are just my slave!

You have no right to interfere in my affairs!"

Yuan Ying's body stiffened, his heart was very bitter, and he slowly lowered his head: "Yes, I understand."

...

"Pa pa pa... good show, good show...

You like me, I don’t like you, I like him, and he likes her to death!

Tsk tsk tsk…this is really interesting, so interesting.”

A man and a woman were sitting on the courtyard wall, both with playful expressions on their faces.

Tian Er laughed out loud and said, "Princess, this is much better than the story Yue Er heard in the teahouse!"

Leng Xinmo's eyes were sharp: "Of course! Follow me, there will be something fun to watch!"

"It's you? Bitch!" The veiled woman was horrified when she saw Leng Xinmo on the courtyard wall.

Then he couldn't suppress it anymore and burst into a rage.

"Yuanying, catch her! All of you, come at me!"

"Yes, master"

When the men in black heard the veiled woman's order, they all responded.

He stood up, turned quickly, and walked towards Leng Xinmo.

Leng Xinmo and Tian Er jumped down from the courtyard wall.

Tian Er looked serious: "Princess, be careful!"

Looking at Yuan Ying, they both now knew that this was the man named Yuan Ying.

He led people to assassinate them and stabbed Leng Xinmo with a sword.

Looking at these people now, they are all remnants of defeated troops.

Tian Er was a little excited, thinking that he must take revenge today!

He doesn't care about the gentleman's way.

As the saying goes, strike while the sick is at it!

Leng Xinmo had fought with Yuan Ying and others, and also in Yingsong Tower, but it was she who was actually assassinated.

She also guessed that the person who had tried to assassinate her again and again was the one who killed Wei Chen's entire family this time.

Knowing that Zhou Gaoyang and Meng Fangguang were searching together, he remained hidden in the dark.

He ordered Tian Er to spread the news in Fengyao City that the killer from Guyue Country was hiding in Fengyao City.

At the same time, he ordered Tian Er to wait there every day.

Finally today, we found the traces of these people.

Leng Xinmo and Tian Er responded quickly and repelled these men in black.

If it were in the past, Tian Er knew that he would definitely not be a match for these people.

But today, these people had just experienced a fierce battle and were all seriously injured.

Tian Er laughed loudly: "Haha, today I will avenge my enemies and repay my grievances!"

Leng Xinmo pulled away and pushed aside a man in black who was blocking his way.

Tiancansi made a move, and five flying knives flew straight towards the masked woman.

The woman's face changed and she screamed, "Yuan Ying!"

Yuan Ying ignored the injuries on his body and raised his sword to block Leng Xinmo's flying knife.

However, he also knew that he was already injured and could not block all the flying knives, so he moved his whole body in front of the woman.

"Well…"

Three flying knives were separated by the long sword, and the remaining two all pierced into Yuan Ying's body.

Leng Xinmo sneered and flew forward, to Yuan Ying's horror.

A palm slapped towards the veiled woman.

Although the woman knew some martial arts, her skills were mediocre and she could not withstand Leng Xinmo's palm.

Seeing Leng Xinmo approaching, the woman's eyes turned cold and she knew she couldn't escape.

She gritted her teeth and raised her hand, determined to take the blow that could potentially break her arm.

"Master, be careful!"

Yuan Ying's heart was filled with shock and he swung his long arm, throwing the sword in his hand out.

A white light flashed, and a long sword passed between the two of them. Leng Xinmo quickly withdrew his hand.

The palm that hit the woman's shoulder dissipated most of her internal strength.

Even so, the veiled woman was knocked to the ground.

"what!"

The woman covered her broken left shoulder with one hand and collapsed to the ground.

A thick layer of sweat broke out on his painful forehead.

Her beautiful eyes stared at Leng Xinmo.

Leng Xinmo's left hand trembled, and he retracted the Tiancan silk, and pulled out both the flying knives that had pierced Yuan Ying's body.

"Ah..." Yuanying groaned in pain.

Leng Xinmo looked at Yuan Ying, who was clearly close to fainting.

But he still frowned, gritted his teeth and persisted, confronting himself.

A sense of respect actually rose in Leng Xinmo's heart.

Leng Xinmo quickly approached Yuan Ying's body, holding a flying knife in his right hand, and fought with Yuan Ying at close range.

In contrast, weapons such as long swords and long whips are used at a certain distance.

Leng Xinmo's martial arts are obviously more inclined towards close combat, after a few rounds.

Yuan Ying's body had been cut with countless bloody holes by the flying knife held in Leng Xinmo's right hand.

Even though he was dressed in black, one could still tell that he was soaked in blood.

A hint of cruelty appeared at the corner of Leng Xinmo's lips.

Looking at Yuan Ying who was fighting with himself tenaciously while trying to divide his attention to take care of the woman.

He attacked more and more ruthlessly, and with his left hand he shot five flying knives at the woman behind Yuanying. As expected, Yuanying was distracted again.

Leng Xinmo grabbed Yuan Ying's right hand and twisted it hard.

"what!"

The flying knife slipped from his palm and stabbed into Yuan Ying's right shoulder.

"what!"

Yuan Ying screamed twice, indicating that his right hand, which he was good at using, was completely crippled by Leng Xinmo.