Time Travel: Brothel Maid

The sword brushed past Xiao Guoer's ear, and then with a "puff" sound it sank deeply into the ground.

The blood-stained tip of the sword trembled slightly, reflecting Xiao Guoer's panicked face.

Oh my god! I was so scared, I almost died here!

Xiao Guoer, who had managed to save his life, was still frightened and cursed secretly in his heart.

On the other side of Dashi, the fierce battle had not stopped yet. The crisp sound of weapons colliding continued to be heard, occasionally mixed with the painful groans of people being injured.

Xiao Guo'er, who had just been frightened, felt his legs go weak and he fell to his knees. Then he lay there in a miserable state. He turned his head tremblingly and took a peek in the direction of the battlefield.

There were several bodies of men in black lying on the ground in all directions. The number of men in black that had originally been so large had now been reduced by nearly half.

As for the long sword that almost cost him his life just now, it was dropped from the hands of some unlucky guy, and by some accident it flew in front of him.

Looking at the prince and his guards, both of them had several hideous wounds on their bodies.

It was the height of summer, and their clothes were thin. Blood continued to seep out of their wounds, soon dyeing their robes scarlet. The guard was more seriously injured, and it seemed as if his entire body was soaked in blood.

From this, it can be seen that the two men are already at the end of their strength. Even if they are people with great martial arts skills, two fists cannot defeat four hands. If this continues, these two men will surely die.

Shen Jing and Zhao Yunrong pressed tightly together, their backs touching, their eyes as sharp as eagles, staring fiercely at the group of black-clad killers surrounding them.

The long swords in their hands had long been stained red with blood, the wounds on their bodies continued to cause waves of pain, and their hearts were filled with endless sadness.

It was their carelessness that caused them to fail. They did not expect that the enemy would set up an ambush here.

What kind of force would actually assassinate the prince of the current dynasty in this place?

Shen Jing lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, I will do my best to protect you until death. Please cooperate with me for a while and don't hesitate. My life is insignificant. Your Highness must put the overall situation first!"

Zhao Yunrong's eyes showed a trace of pain. He knew that if he didn't leave, they would both die here. "Hold on, I'll go get some reinforcements right away."

Xiao Guoer suddenly felt pity in her heart. In the distance, she could faintly hear the noisy sounds of people celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival, but this quiet place was filled with murderous intent. The loyal guards were willing to sacrifice their own lives in exchange for their master's life.

But obviously, these men in black are also well-trained masters. How could they let the target person go easily?

Shen Jing roared and used his killing move, forcing the three men in black in front of him to retreat step by step. Zhao Yunrong seized the opportunity and jumped up, but was soon caught up by the other two men in black.

For a moment, there was no way to escape.

Shen Jing's body instantly had several more scars, and he almost became a bloody man.

Xiao Guoer's heart ached when she saw this.

It was too tragic! Although the guard had twisted her arm twice, there was no need for her to die so tragically.

Zhao Yunrong was hit by a palm from the man in black. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His body retreated uncontrollably, and he stumbled and fell into the river behind him.

Seeing this, Shen Jing was extremely anxious and shouted, "Prince!" He rushed towards Zhao Yunrong, trying to save him. However, the man in black blocked his way like a ghost, and the fierce attack made Shen Jing unable to take care of himself and it was difficult to escape.

Zhao Yunrong fell into the river and became motionless. The men in black seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to make sure that everything was foolproof. After looking at each other, they all jumped into the water.

Xiao Guo'er's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

This prince who fell into the river and was in danger of dying had at least given her five hundred taels of silver to help her out of her urgent need, and he also paid for the one hundred and twenty taels of silver for the Red Fire Jade without her knowledge.

For the sake of six hundred and twenty taels, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

"Someone come, there is an assassin here, someone is committing murder!"

Xiao Guoer curled up behind a big rock and shouted at the top of her voice.

Several people who were fighting suddenly heard the sound and stopped what they were doing.

The men in black looked at each other, knowing that this bamboo forest was not far from the busy place ahead. If the reinforcements got the news, they would arrive in a moment.

Their identities cannot be exposed. The Eighth Prince was seriously injured and fell into the water, narrowly escaping death. They'd better retreat first.

A leading man in black waved his hand, and the rest of the men in black fled together. The man in black in the water also went ashore and followed closely behind.

In a moment, the man in black disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Guoer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man in black was as shameful as she thought.

Shen Jing stumbled to the river, wanting to jump into the water to save the prince, but his injuries were too severe and he had lost too much blood. His eyes went dark and he fell straight to the ground.

Xiao Guoer spat out a mouthful of blood.

Come on, big brother, why did you fail at the critical moment? Can't you wait a while before fainting? Your master is still in the water!

Isn't he dead?

Xiao Guoer gritted her teeth and ran to Shen Jing, put her index finger under his nose, and felt the breath brushing across her fingers.

Fortunately, he didn't die.

Xiao Guoer looked at the calm surface and sighed resignedly.

For the sake of six hundred and twenty taels, she couldn't just stand by and watch him die.

He dived down with a dive.

The river water was clear. Xiao Guo'er sank in the water and saw the prince who had fainted and looked completely dignified and decent.

The man fainted and had no consciousness, but he sank very deeply. Xiao Guoer had to use all her strength to drag the man to the surface.

This man was so heavy that Xiao Guoer was almost dragged down by him.

If it weren't for the six hundred and twenty taels, she wouldn't have worked so hard.

After great effort, they finally dragged the man to the river.

Xiao Guo'er was so tired that she was panting. Before she could catch her breath, she found that the man's face was ashen and pale.

After all this effort, could he be dead?

Xiao Guoer placed her trembling index finger under the man's nose, but this time she did not feel the faint breath.