Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The night was as dark as ink, covering the entire city of Kyoto.

A small sedan chair made of blue cloth was speeding along the empty streets. Its four bearers walked so fast that the poles of the sedan chair creaked under the heavy load.

"Hurry up, faster!" The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a skinny hand, revealing Sun Simiao's wrinkled face.

This miraculous doctor who has lived for decades is now full of anxiety, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

There is no time more stressful than this moment!

Concubine Lan had a difficult delivery, which was a serious matter.

Even when the emperor was poisoned by the blood spider, he was not so nervous.

The reason is simple. In this era, the biggest problem for women is difficult childbirth.

If you are not careful, your life may be in danger!

If he doesn't rush over and something happens, he will be guilty of a serious crime.

The sedan bearers gritted their teeth and quickened their pace.

They knew who the person in the sedan was going to save - Concubine Lan Feng Mulan, one of His Majesty's most beloved concubines and the apple of the eye of General Feng Anguo.

If they delay, they will have several heads chopped off.

They dare not delay such matters.

"Turn left ahead and take a shortcut!" Sun Simiao commanded hurriedly.

He took out a pack of silver needles from the medicine box, his fingers trembling slightly. The imperial concubine was having a difficult delivery, and every moment of delay would increase the danger.

Just as the sedan turned into a narrow alley, something strange happened!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several black shadows leaped down from the eaves on both sides. In a flash of cold light, eight men in black surrounded the sedan chair.

"Who dares to stop me..."

The leading sedan bearer shouted harshly, but before he could finish his words, a steel knife had already slashed across his throat.

Blood splattered on the bluestone slabs, glowing a strange dark red in the moonlight.

"boom!"

"Go, kill them all!"

The sedan chair fell heavily to the ground, and before the other three bearers could escape, they were stabbed to death on the spot by the men in black.

Sun Simiao staggered in the sedan chair, the medicine box fell over, and bottles and jars rolled all over the floor.

A fierce look flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and his skinny fingers quickly reached into his sleeves.

"Kill!" The leader of the men in black gave an order, and several steel knives stabbed at the curtain of the sedan chair at the same time.

At the critical moment, a cloud of black mist suddenly burst out from the sedan!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A pungent and spicy smell spread instantly, and the men in black were caught off guard and covered their mouths and noses and coughed continuously.

Their eyes were burning with pain, tears flowed uncontrollably, and the steel knives in their hands fell to the ground with clangs.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the curtain of the sedan chair was suddenly lifted, and Sun Simiao rushed out like a gray lightning, running wildly towards the depths of the alley.

Who would have thought that this old man who seemed to be dying could burst out with such astonishing speed at this moment!

"Chase! Don't let him get away!"

The leader of the men in black endured the burning pain in his eyes and shouted sternly, "He's just an old man with half his body almost buried in the ground. He can't run far!"

The five men in black who were still standing immediately chased after him.

This time they learned their lesson and covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, with even more murderous intent in their eyes.

Sun Simiao turned left and right in the intricate alleys, his lungs aching as if they were on fire.

He heard footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, and knew that if he continued running like this, he would be caught up sooner or later.

After turning a corner, Sun Simiao suddenly stopped and took out a brown paper bag from his arms.

When the pursuers turned the corner, another handful of black sand was thrown towards them!

"Hold your breath!" The men in black were prepared and waved their sleeves to block.

But this time, there were silver needles as thin as cow hair mixed in the black sand!

"Ah!" The two men in black covered their eyes and screamed, blood oozing from between their fingers.

Sun Simiao took the opportunity to create some distance between them.

"Separate and chase!" the leader ordered with gritted teeth, "He can't get far!"

After running for a while, Sun Simiao's physical strength was almost at its limit.

Not far ahead, the lights of the imperial palace acted like a guiding light, but just a hundred steps away from the palace gate, three dark shadows descended from the sky, blocking their way.

“You guys… huh… huh…”

Sun Simiao leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, his old face flushed red: "How dare you chase me here!"

The leading man in black sneered, his steel knife gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "Old man, you're quite a runner."

Sun Simiao leaned against the wall, his trembling hands reaching for his waist, only to find that the last of his life-saving poison powder had been used up.

He smiled bitterly: "Who sent you here? Why do you want to kill me?"

"Go ask the King of Hell!" The man in black stopped talking nonsense and chopped down with three steel knives at the same time!

"Qiang!"

A silver light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, accurately blocking the three steel knives.

Amidst the flying sparks, a white horse stood up. The silver-armored general on the horse's back held a spear as long as a dragon, forcing the three men in black to retreat several steps.

"General Zhao!" Sun Simiao cried with joy.

Zhao Yu pointed his silver spear at the ground, his stern face etched in the moonlight like a knife. "Don't panic, Divine Doctor Sun. I'm here to assist you, following His Majesty's orders!"

The three men in black looked at each other and suddenly attacked!

One attacked the upper body, one attacked the lower body, and the other went straight for Sun Simiao's throat.

The tacit cooperation between them clearly shows that they are well-trained assassins.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Yu shouted, and the silver spear turned into stars in the sky.

The tip of the gun points, picks, stabs and sweeps, and every move is fatal.

His marksmanship was invincible on the battlefield, so dealing with these people was naturally a piece of cake for him.

The spear was fast and fierce. In less than ten rounds, one of the men in black was pierced through the throat.

Seeing this, the remaining two people attacked even more fiercely.

One of them suddenly threw three darts at Zhao Yu's face, while the other took the opportunity to swing his knife at the horse's legs.

Zhao Yu remained calm in the face of danger. He shook his spear and accurately shot down the dart. At the same time, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and the warhorse stood up nimbly, avoiding the fatal blow.

Just when the man in black had exhausted his old strength and had not yet regained his new strength, Zhao Yu's spear shot out like a dragon, piercing his chest!

When the last man in black saw that all his companions were dead, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and was about to drink it.

"Want to take poison?" Zhao Yu was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and his silver spear was as fast as lightning, directly picking up the porcelain bottle.

But it was too late. The man in black had already bitten through the poison sac hidden between his teeth. In an instant, blood began to flow from all seven orifices and he died.

Zhao Yu's face was as gloomy as water: "Death warrior, it seems that the person behind this is quite powerful."

He dismounted and picked up the frightened Sun Simiao: "The imperial concubine is in critical condition. I'm sorry!"

After saying this, he laid the old doctor horizontally on the horse's back and jumped on it himself.

The silver-armored white horse galloped towards the palace gate like a flash of lightning.

Behind them, several corpses lay quietly in a pool of blood, and the moonlight put a sad end to the assassination.

On the palace wall, the guards had discovered something unusual and immediately sent people out of the palace to check.

But all this has nothing to do with Zhao Yu. He now has only one thought: he must send Doctor Sun there before anything happens to the imperial concubine!