A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Finally I can leave here. Yuan Ying is still very excited. His mood is completely different from when he first came here. There were too many uncertainties then.

Now thinking back, if I hadn't met Old Man Hua, would the plague have ended so smoothly? I really wasn't afraid of death at that time.

Looking at the long procession, the guards were in front, Murong Xuanyi's carriage was in the middle, and both sides of the street were crowded with thousands of people wearing masks. They heard the news and came to see His Royal Highness Prince Jing off spontaneously despite the obstruction.

They were grateful to His Royal Highness Prince Jing, because it was His Royal Highness Prince Jing's arrival that gave them a new life and pulled them back from the brink of death.

They knelt on the ground and saluted, crying and shouting loudly:

"Long live His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"

"Long live His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"

"Long live His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"

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Murong Xuanyi looked at these ragged people. They were all skinny and bony. Even though they had been provided with food and drink for a long time, they still did not recover.

Because they often work in the fields and are exposed to the sun, their skin becomes dark. Even a 20-year-old boy looks like he is in his 40s.

Murong Xuanyi got off the carriage with a heavy heart and said to the people, "Fellow villagers, please stand up! I promise you that after returning to the capital, I will ask my father to reduce your taxes and let you live a good life."

Along the way, people on both sides of the street knelt on the ground and saluted in groups, shouting "Long live His Royal Highness Prince Jing, long live a thousand years, long live a thousand thousand years".

This spectacular scene made Yuan Ying feel inexplicably excited. At this moment, she suddenly understood why so many people in ancient times were vying to become emperor.

However, if Murong Xuanyi became emperor, he would probably be a good emperor who loved his people like his own children.

Yuan Ying, Old Man Hua and Brother Ying followed the long team in a ox cart.

They rejected the carriage offered by Murong Xuanyi. She discussed with Old Man Hua that the weather would become colder after the beginning of autumn so they chose to head south.

Murong Xuanyi headed north back to the capital, and after leaving Zhuang County, the two of them went in opposite directions.

Murong Xuanyi and Jiang Chong were talking in front of him. Jiang Chong said, "Don't worry, I released the news yesterday night."

Murong Xuanyi raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Send the shadow guards to protect her safety."

Although it is autumn now, the weather is still very hot as the autumn heat is raging, even hotter than the dog days of summer. Pedestrians on the road are wearing thin clothes, with beads of sweat on their faces, and are hurried on their way.

The leaves also began to turn yellow at this time, as if they were melted by the sun's enthusiasm.

Yuan Ying was driving the ox cart in front wearing a sun hat, while Old Man Hua was lazily lying on the ox cart, occasionally instructing her on driving skills.

After a whole morning of non-stop travel, they soon arrived at a fork in the road. There were two forks in the road, one leading north and the other leading south.

Yuan Ying said goodbye to Murong Xuanyi brilliantly: "The mountains are high and the waters are far, we must part ways eventually. Prince, take care! ”

Murong Xuanyi smiled playfully: "Well, take care!"

After bidding farewell to Murong Xuanyi, Yuan Ying happily drove the open-top ox cart southward. Under the azure sky, the golden rice looked like a "golden blanket".

The golden rice fields, dotted with some immature rice and green trees, are like a golden silk that stretches to the horizon, blending green waters and green mountains, and complementing the blue sky and white clouds, like a lively autumn oil painting. The heavy rice ears bend the rice stalks, dancing slowly in the wind.

Yuan Ying sang loudly while enjoying the beautiful scenery, but she only sang military songs, all with rhythms that Old Man Hua had never heard before, but it did not affect his appreciation at all. It was very exciting to listen to.

After running all the way, the cart finally stopped on the road near the river bank. Yuan Ying jumped off the cart and washed her face with the river water. Then she took her military canteen and filled it with water. At this moment, she was drinking water by the river.

Swish, swish, swish... All of a sudden, hidden arrows were fired at once, and Yuan Ying dodged them by rolling over. Suddenly, a dozen black-clad masked assassins chased after him, holding long swords, full of murderous intent.

"Old man, there are assassins, be careful!"

"Xiaoying, beware of assassins!"

The two reminded each other in unison.

The men in black were the same ones who had been chasing her before. They were still haunting her. But why did they come to chase her at this time instead of earlier? While she was meditating, several men in black had already surrounded her.

The one-eyed man in black said bitterly: "You really made it difficult for us to find you."

Yuan Ying said helplessly: "Are you sick? If you want to find Song Yanshu, go find him. Why are you following me like a ghost?"

The one-eyed man in black said coldly: "Of course I have to look for Song Yanshu, and we have to settle the score between you and me."

After that, white sword energy scattered with the dance. Yuan Ying soared into the air, spun in the air, pulled out a dagger to block a brilliant light curtain, and rushed up with the dazzling sword light, like a brilliant silver dragon, like lightning falling from the sky.

With a tentative move, Yuan Ying took a step forward and rushed to the weakest left side. He grabbed the left hand of a man in black and twisted it hard. There was a cracking sound, and the shoulder joint was dislocated. The man in black screamed, and Yuan Ying took the opportunity to snatch the sword from his hand.

The other men in black were extremely fast, and more than a dozen cold swords were swung at them. Yuan Ying flashed and pulled the man in black to the position where he had just stood. The man in black was stabbed by dozens of swords, and blood splattered all over his body.

Old Man Hua was also very anxious. He didn't know martial arts at all, and before he could see clearly how they fought, one of the opponents had already fallen. This made Old Man Hua very proud. His apprentice was really powerful.

The man in black became furious upon seeing this and prepared to attack again.

Whoosh... whoosh...several hidden weapons shot towards the man in black, who blocked them with his sword.

Murong Xuanyi came with two bodyguards and a dozen secret guards. Murong Xuanyi's robe fluttered, holding a silver sword, with a playful smile on his face. It seemed that he didn't take these assassins seriously at all.

Silver swords were dancing wildly, and Murong Xuanyi's men and the black-clad men were engaged in a melee. Others could only hear the sound of fighting, but could not see how it was fought. The speed was amazing!

Yuan Ying quickly joined the battle upon seeing this, and stood back to back with Murong Xuanyi, cooperating very well.

The one-eyed black man was startled when he saw Murong Xuanyi, then realized he was tricked and gave the other blacks a look. Then whoosh whoosh…

After shooting several hidden arrows at Yuan Ying and the others, he retreated into the woods. The others dodged, but Murong Xuanyi hugged Yuan Ying and blocked an arrow with his body.

The others gasped, and Jiang Chong shouted, "Fang Yang, protect the prince, and the others follow me to chase him."

Yuan Ying was also very nervous and asked repeatedly: "Prince, how are you? Are you okay?"

Then he called out again, "Master, come and take a look at him."

Murong Xuanyi comforted her softly, "I'm fine. How are you? Are you injured?"

Yuan Ying and Fang Yang helped Murong Xuanyi onto the ox cart, and Old Man Hua pulled out the arrow and stopped the bleeding for Murong Xuanyi with a stern face. Fortunately, the hidden arrow was non-toxic.

Although he hated the people of the Murong family, Murong Xuanyi was injured to save his apprentice, so he would not stand by and watch him die.

Yuan Ying asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, didn't you go north? How come you are here?"

Fang Yang glanced at Murong Xuanyi. Murong Xuanyi said, "We had walked a long distance to the north, but we received a tip-off that a suspicious person was heading south. I was worried about you, so I turned around and followed you."

After a pause, he continued, "Fortunately I followed you. Xiaoying, who are they? Why are they chasing you?"

Yuan Ying also said helplessly: "I don't know who they are. They chased me all the way for no apparent reason."

"So they were the ones who chased you in the jungle last time?" Murong Xuanyi said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying said in surprise, "It was you who saved me in the jungle last time?" Then she took out the hidden weapon that saved her last time from her arms.

Murong Xuanyi said nonchalantly, "It's just a piece of cake."

Yuan Ying clasped his fists with great respect and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life twice." Yuan Ying was especially moved by the fact that Murong Xuanyi had been injured while saving him just now.

Murong Xuanyi said calmly: "I'm glad you're okay, everything is fate."

Yuan Ying said worriedly, "It's a pity that they got away again."

Murong Xuanyi didn't answer. His solemn face showed an unconcealed chill: Humph! Ran away? Xiaoying's identity was not clear before, so they were able to survive for so long after finding the whereabouts of these people.

Now the people who dared to hurt him still wanted to run away. That depended on whether he had the ability to do so. Since he had allowed them to come, he did not want to give them a chance to run away. There were already archers waiting for them in the woods.