After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

In Xifeng Mountain, a group of ferocious bandits were patrolling back and forth in the yard, each with an arrogant look on their face.

At this moment, a ghostly black shadow appeared at the door of the hall, wearing a long black dress and a thin veil.

Inside the hall, Dao Kuang was sitting in front of a huge throne, with the sword in his hand so huge that it seemed as if it could split the ground in half.

Seeing Nightingale coming, he asked with a hint of doubt: "Nightingale, what are you doing in my Xifeng Mountain?"

"Dao Kuang, King Beiling will attack your village."

Upon hearing this, Dao Kuang laughed loudly and shouted arrogantly: "King Beiling? A mere prince is not worth mentioning. I will kill as many as you come. Here, I am the king."

Nightingale frowned slightly, and warned in her voice: "But this time, Princess Bei will also come with King Beiling."

Dao Kuang's laughter suddenly froze, and he snorted coldly: "If it weren't for you, Nightingale, the Princess of the North would have been killed by my sword last time."

"The Princess of the North is no ordinary person, we need to be cautious in dealing with her."

A hint of amusement flashed in Dao Kuang's eyes: "If that's the case, then how about you stay and give me a hand?"

Seeing Nightingale's acquiescence, Dao Kuang immediately ordered: "Go, clean up a good room for Miss Ye to live in."

Nightingale did not say much, and did not tell Dao Kuang about the Southern King's order to kill Xia Yurou. She just turned around silently and followed a small follower to the back mountain.

Fires flickered in the hall of the mountain stronghold, and Dao Kuang's tall body was like a mountain, exuding an aura of pressure that should not be underestimated.

"Everyone be damn alert. If anyone comes close, no matter who they are, I will kill them."

The knife maniac's voice was powerful and frightening to all the gangsters present. They all raised their knives and shouted: "Kill, kill, kill."

The howling mountain wind caused the leaves to rustle, and several sentinels hid in the dark, always alert to the movements around them.

On the other side, Ren Chenxi and others stepped into Huaxi County. The originally bustling county town was now deserted, and corpses that had not yet been buried could be seen.

Looking at this tragic scene, Xia Yurou's eyes were filled with anger, and she felt sad for the people who died tragically at the hands of the bandits.

Ren Chenxi's face turned pale, and he tightly grasped the reins, his heart burning with anger: "Rou'er, we must get rid of this gang of cancer that harms the people."

She nodded gently, then stopped the carriage. For the safety of the servants, she said to everyone: "You should settle down in Beiling Palace first, and you don't have to accompany us."

The servants responded and left in the carriage, and Xia Yurou only left behind Steward Lin, Xiaoxue, and Sun Erniang.

They took advantage of the moonlight to sneak into Xifeng Mountain. The cool breeze brushed Xia Yurou's hair. They moved forward quietly, their target in mind was the group of bandits on the top of the mountain.

Butler Lin came to the opposite hill with a sniper rifle on his back, found an excellent vantage point, and lurked on the crown of a towering tree. He set up the gun, adjusted the angle, and was ready to assassinate the target at any time.

Xiaoxue and Sun Erniang hid behind the rocks on both sides, waiting for the right opportunity under the cover of moonlight.

Lengzi, who was walking at the end, accidentally stepped on a dry branch, and the crisp breaking sound broke the silence of the night.

Xia Yurou quickly gestured for everyone to stop and said in a very low voice: "Something is wrong, it's too quiet."

Suddenly, cold rays of light shot out from the darkness, accompanied by sharp sounds of breaking through the air, and headed straight towards them.

Ren Chenxi and Xia Yurou quickly drew out their swords. The sword light flickered in the night and collided with the incoming hidden weapons and arrows, making a crisp collision sound.

Xiaoxue swung the whip in her hand and pulled it down.

He held two kitchen knives and rushed towards the source of the trap fearlessly, with the light of knives and hidden weapons interweaving into one.

Sun Erniang protected Lengzi tightly. Although her swordsmanship was not as sophisticated as Ren Chenxi's, she still built a line of defense.

As more and more hidden weapons appeared, everyone was stuck in a stalemate, unable to break out of this sudden trap.

At this moment, bullets silently killed the guards in the dark. As the attacks from the opposite side decreased, Xia Yurou knew that it was Lin Bo who took action. She waited for an opportunity under the cover of bullets and quickly destroyed all the mechanisms.

Inside the mountain stronghold, a knife maniac stood on a high place, flames shot up into the sky, and the bandits all held weapons, shouting and killing, shaking the earth.

"kill!"

Ren Chenxi roared and rushed into the village first.

Xiaoxue's whip drew silver tracks in the air, and wherever it went, several bandits fell down.

Sun Erniang also rushed into the crowd and fought with the vicious bandits. Even though she was injured, she continued to fight bravely.

Lengzi squatted behind a huge rock. Although the wooden stick in his hand seemed insignificant in this battle, he was still willing to live and die together with the proprietress.

A bandit escaped from the chaos. Lengzi saw him and when he got close to him, he hit him with a club. With a scream, the bandit fell at Lengzi's feet. He happily continued to hide behind a rock, waiting for the next opportunity to pick up a bargain.

However, Mentou was like a tiger coming down the mountain, waving the kitchen knife ferociously, chopping the bandits down like cutting vegetables.

The bandits did not expect a cook to have such skills, and they were waiting to be slaughtered like animals.

In the night, the firelight reflected on Xia Yurou's face. Her eyes flickered like cold stars, and she stared coldly at the knife maniac in front of her like a silent sculpture.

The knife maniac held the big knife in his hand, staring at Xia Yurou with a ferocious expression, a crazy fighting spirit bursting out from his whole body.

At this moment, Nightingale came to Dao Kuang with two swords in hand, and looked at Xia Yurou with complicated emotions in her eyes.

Blade Maniac's eyes were burning with fire, and he said to Nightingale beside him: "If you try to stop me again, don't blame me for being merciless."

Nightingale didn't say anything. She didn't want to attack Xia Yurou, but the Southern King's order could not be disobeyed. The Northern King's Concubine must die.

The knife maniac leaped down, and the big knife chopped straight towards Xia Yurou, knocking down the nearby Miantou in the process.

Xia Yurou did not dare to be careless at all. She almost died under the sword of the knife madman last time. She could only fight with all her strength, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope.

Two powerful air currents collided in the air, forming an invisible shock wave that seemed to tear the air apart.

Xia Yurou almost couldn't handle the powerful impact, but she didn't flinch. She still swung her sword forward and started a fierce and life-and-death fight with the knife maniac.

Nightingale was reluctant to move, feeling conflicted. His mission this time was to assist Dao Kuang in killing Xia Yurou, but when he really faced her, he couldn't do it.

During the fierce battle, Xia Yurou suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen and was knocked back several meters by the ruthless sword.

Her face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were sliding down her forehead, her eyes were fixed on the knife maniac who was approaching step by step, and the long sword in her hand was no longer able to swing.

The intense pain in her stomach made Xia Yurou almost unable to breathe. Her eyes revealed despair and unwillingness. Was she really going to die here this time?