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

The wind and sand covered half of the sky, and the route taken by the Zhenyuan Escort Agency to escort Jade Guanyin became the hottest focus in the world.

The blood-red setting sun shone in a long and narrow valley. Two gangs stood facing each other, swords drawn and a war was about to break out, and the lives of the other side could be taken at any time.

The men of the Cell Gang were dressed in black robes, with bloodthirsty desire in their eyes, and they were determined to snatch the Jade Guanyin for themselves.

The female disciples of the Xueli Gang were dressed in white, like the first snow in winter, their pure appearance carried fatal damage.

The two major sects collided violently like a frenzy, with black robes fluttering like ghosts in the dark night.

Her flowing white clothes make her look like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

The ruthless interweaving of swords and sabers and the sound of metal clashing were endless. Every collision stirred up circles of air waves, causing the surrounding sand and rocks to fly, the grass and trees to sway, and every inch of land was dyed with a tragic color.

At this moment, Dong Daitian was seriously injured. The javelin in his hand was like his unyielding will. With blood splattering, he vowed to deliver the Jade Guanyin safely to Nandu City.

Dong Yuhong shuttled through the swordplay, wielding her two swords so skillfully that she not only protected her father from harm but also ruthlessly reaped the lives of her enemies.

Er Niang stood on the edge of chaos. Lengzi's voice and smile kept appearing in her mind again and again, as if the swords and swords around her had nothing to do with her. Only the pain in her heart was like ice that was hard to melt.

Seeing Er Niang like this, Du Wenxuan felt mixed emotions. He unfolded his folding fan and lightly protected Er Niang's body, blocking the weapons that tried to approach her time and time again.

He was completely immersed in another scene, determined to send Jade Guanyin to Nandu and not let Lengzi's death in vain.

Now he is like a tiger descending from the mountain. He will take away an enemy with a swing of the kitchen knife without any hesitation.

On that expressionless face, there was only a pair of bloodshot eyes that revealed endless anger, as if all the sorrow was transformed into power and poured onto this bloody land.

The night was as dark as ink, and the starry sky amidst the thick clouds added an eerie glow to the bloody soil.

Dong Daitian held on to his shaky body, glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground, and said in a low voice: "We can't delay any longer. There will definitely be more people coming to snatch the Jade Guanyin. We need to deliver it to Nandu City as soon as possible."

Du Wenxuan's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, and he waved his folding fan gently, as if everything was under his control.

"Don't be anxious, Captain Dong. I know of a secret path that can lead you directly to the Southern Capital without getting into trouble."

Dong Daitian's eyes seemed to catch a glimmer of light when he heard this, and he nodded in agreement: "Thank you, Master Du, for leading the way."

Du Wenxuan gently waved his folding fan, leading Dong Daitian and others through the dark and winding mountain forests, and a little-known secret path gradually appeared before everyone.

The moonlight shone through the sparse clouds and shone mottled light on the winding path, adding a bit of weirdness to the road.

Although it is now late at night, the sound of weapons clashing can be faintly heard in the distance, and the fighting between martial arts sects is spreading rampantly in this vast world.

The wind, carrying a strong smell of blood, permeated the air, making people's nerves tense involuntarily.

A group of people followed Du Wenxuan. Every step Dong Daitian took seemed particularly heavy. His eyes showed both vigilance against the unknown and worry about his daughter's safety.

Dong Yuhong stood beside her father, holding the two knives tightly in her hands, ready to deal with any sudden attack at any time.

In the study room of Prince Nan's mansion, the candlelight flickered, reflecting on Ren Chennan's gloomy face. His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Nightingale, the Jade Guanyin has reappeared in the world this time. It seems that someone is eyeing the treasure of the late emperor. No matter what the cost, you must get the Jade Guanyin back."

With that, he ran his fingertips across a detailed map, finally stopping at a point marking a secret path.

Nightingale took the map handed over by Ren Chennan, disappeared into the night, and rushed towards the secret path at an extremely fast speed according to the markings on the map.

Ahead, the faint lights left by Du Wenxuan and others were faintly visible among the shadows of the trees, like fireflies guiding lost people.

The nightingale used the cover of the tree trunks, flexibly changing direction, and approaching the target silently like a ghost.

The surrounding wind seemed to sense the potential danger and rolled up fallen leaves and dust, becoming even colder and more biting.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone, flashing a cold light under the moonlight and going straight for Dong Yuhong's vitals.

Although Dong Daitian's martial arts skills were mediocre, his reactions had been extremely sharp due to years of escorting escorts. He sensed that his daughter was in danger, and the opponent's movements were extremely fast. He only had time to block with his arm. The sharp blade pierced his chest and stained his clothes red. His body slowly fell in front of Dong Yuhong.

"Father……"

Dong Yuhong screamed, tears welling up in her eyes. She rushed forward regardless of everything, knelt down beside Dong Daitian, and hugged him tightly as his body gradually lost its temperature.

Tears blurred her vision, but could not blur the unforgettable pain. Her sad cries echoed in the silent night forest, appearing so helpless and desperate.

However, in front of Nightingale's strange body movements, Mutou's movements seemed a little clumsy and slow, and his repeated angry slashes never hurt Nightingale at all.

The fight between the two was like a dance of light and shadow. Nightingale's double swords were more like two black lightning bolts cutting through the air. Each strike was so fast that Mentou was unable to defend himself.

"what……"

He roared in anger and waved a kitchen knife to fight back. The sweat on his forehead gradually blurred his vision, but it could not blur the anger in his heart.

However, the difference in strength made Mentou gradually fall into a disadvantage. The tip of Nightingale's knife narrowly grazed his skin several times, leaving long and thin blood marks.

When Er Niang saw that Mentou was in danger, she rushed forward to save Mentou regardless of her own safety. She didn't want to see her brother-like friend die in front of her like Lengzi.

Du Wenxuan stopped the anxious Er Niang and rushed over quickly. His folding fan instantly turned into a sharp weapon, blocking Nightingale's fatal blow to Miantou.

Metal clashed and sparks flew. His eyes were cold and he shouted in a low voice: "Take Er Niang and Miss Yuhong and leave quickly!"

He was shocked and turned his head to look at Dong Daitian lying on the ground and Dong Yuhong crying. He hurriedly pulled her and the proprietress and said, "Hurry, now is not the time to be sad. We have to leave here quickly."

They immediately escorted the goods and rushed forward in the night, like three birds struggling in despair.

He stood in front, wielding a kitchen knife and chopping the vines along the way, clearing a way out for the proprietress and Miss Yuhong.