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

In the winter in Nandu, snowflakes are flying everywhere, and the sky and earth are covered in silver. The carriage is moving slowly on the official road covered with white snow. The wheels make a squeaking sound as they roll over the snow, which forms a winter symphony with the sound of the wind in the ears.

The fire brought warmth to the carriage, and Xiaoxue put a soft fox fur coat on the princess with caring eyes.

Xia Yurou gently stroked her abdomen, looked at Ren Chenxi riding side by side with her outside the car window, and whispered: "Your Highness, Uncle Dong is cautious in his actions, but it is no accident that the news of his escort was leaked. Perhaps the person behind the scenes is hiding in the dark and using Jade Guanyin as bait to set up an intricate game."

Snowflakes spun lightly in the air and slowly fell on the tips of Xia Yurou's hair. She looked deeply into the vast snowfield, as if she could see through the wind and snow and see an unknown conspiracy.

Ren Chenxi tightened the reins and said with a frown: "Rou'er, if there is really someone plotting against us, then this person's methods are so vicious and cruel that we have to be on guard. Even my own brother Ren Chennan, I can't completely rule out suspicion."

The snowflakes became increasingly dense, like fine silver sand scattered from the sky, making the entire Nandu look both pure and mysterious.

Xia Yurou gently shook off the snow on her shoulders and said thoughtfully, "Although I don't like the Southern King, my intuition tells me that this was not done by him. With his arrogant personality, he would never use despicable means to cause disputes in the martial arts world."

Ren Chenxi nodded slightly, agreeing with Rouer's point of view.

He raised his hand to signal the team to stop, and said loudly: "Not far ahead is Nandu City, which is the key place of this trip. The matter of Jade Guanyin has dragged us into the center of the vortex. We must be vigilant and guard against any accidents."

The gates of Nandu City were wide open and not heavily guarded.

At the gate of the city, the flag of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency fluttered in the wind and snow, appearing particularly eye-catching, but also revealing its embarrassment.

Sun Erniang's body was covered in blood, and the long sword in her hand fended off wave after wave of attacks. Her chest rose and fell violently with every breath.

Du Wenxuan's figure was graceful, and every step he took just avoided the attack's vital points. When the folding fan opened and closed, it sometimes turned into a sharp sword to block the blades, and sometimes turned into a shield to block the strong wind.

Suddenly, he paused, and opened his folding fan suddenly, as brilliant and dazzling as a peacock spreading its feathers, instantly repelling several gang members and buying Sun Erniang a chance to catch her breath.

At the same time, Dong Yuhong's movements were swift and powerful. Every time she swung her sword, there was a crisp sound of metal collision. She fought with the members of the Yunyi Gang and it was evenly matched who was the better of them.

Although there were a few bloodstains on her body, she fought desperately to protect Jade Guanyin and defend the honor of the escort agency for her deceased father.

Ren Chenxi locked his eyes from afar on Sun Erniang and his men who were fighting bloody battles outside the city gate. He pulled the reins hard, and the horse let out a long neigh, and rushed towards the battlefield with all its hooves running fast.

Xia Yurou hurriedly stuck her head out of the window, her anxious look seemed to be able to penetrate the wind and snow, and she stared closely at the situation over there.

Ren Chenxi's figure was like a flash of black lightning, instantly cutting into the battlefield. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, emitting a cold light, pointing directly at the Yun gang of masters who were besieging Sun Erniang.

His swordsmanship was sharp and every strike of his sword was extremely accurate. Whether it was a poke or a stab, he could quickly resolve the enemy's attacks one by one.

Steward Lin stood at the side of the carriage, his figure hidden in the edge of the wind, snow and war, holding the sniper rifle tightly in his hand, and locked his sights on an enemy who was about to launch a sneak attack on the prince.

The wind and snow in the sky seemed to stop for him at this moment. Steward Lin held his breath and gently pulled the trigger.

There was only a slight "bang" sound, and a bullet like the coming of the god of death instantly penetrated the wind and snow and hit the man right between the eyebrows.

He then slowly fell down, splashing a cloud of snow.

The battle outside the city became more and more intense. King Beiling's soldiers were fighting with Yun's gang. The sound of swords clashing was endless. The sparks of metal collision flickered in the cold wind, like the most irregular stars in the night sky.

The snowflakes were swept up by the heat wave, forming a swirling blood mist that blurred the vision, but could not hide the tragic struggle between life and death.

A young soldier had blood on his cheeks but an unyielding fire burning in his eyes. He charged at the enemies with a spear in hand, and several of them had already fallen under his spear.

However, under the roar of their leader, the Yunyi Gang's offensive became increasingly fierce, attempting to engulf all the soldiers in the blood-stained snow.

The leader of the Yunyi Gang stood in a corner of the battlefield, surrounded by an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored, and stared at Ren Chenxi.

"When will the royal family dare to reach into this muddy water? Is the secret of Jade Guanyin something you can pry into?"

Ren Chenxi pointed his sword at the sky, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, as if responding to the chill around him, and said in a deep voice: "Jade Guanyin is not a treasure, this king only wants to quell disputes and protect the people."

After he finished speaking, he moved slightly, and the sword light followed him like a shadow, forming an invisible undercurrent with the pressure from Gang Leader Yun Yi.

Leader of the Yunyi Gang obviously did not believe the one-sided words of King Beiling. He suddenly rose up like a collapsing mountain, and every step he took was accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground.

The Silver Rain Rising Black Fist Technique was unleashed, with both fists carrying the sound of whistling wind. The heavy fist shadows were like dark clouds pressing down overhead, and like a downpour of silver rain, and each strike contained the power to split mountains and crack rocks.

Xia Yurou frowned slightly when she saw this, and said to Xiaoxue anxiously: "The prince can't beat him, go and save the prince quickly."

Hearing this, Xiaoxue leaped lightly, and the soft whip in her hand cut through the air like a snake emerging from a hole, sometimes flexible as silk to wrap around and dissolve, and sometimes hard as a whip to lash the enemy.

But facing the mid-stage dark energy strength of Gang Leader Yun Yi, Xiao Xue could only barely resist despite trying her best, and sweat and snowflakes gradually blurred her vision.

The boxing skills of Gang Leader Yun Yi became more and more violent. Every punch could tear through space, causing bursts of ear-piercing sounds of breaking wind.

Ren Chenxi's sword was sharp, but he was also overwhelmed by the overwhelming momentum. Although the sword light was fast, it was difficult to touch the skin of Yun Yi and his gang. He could only barely move between the fist shadows, looking for the tiny flaws.

The soft whip shuttled between the fist wind and the sword shadow, so light that it almost turned into an elusive phantom on the battlefield.

But the longer the fight went on, the more tired Xiaoxue felt, and every swing of the whip seemed a little strenuous.

The force of Gang Leader Yun Yi's fist seemed to be able to penetrate the air and go straight to Xiao Xue's internal organs, making her feel unprecedented pressure.

At the moment when the punch that was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks was about to hit Xiaoxue, Xia Yurou pushed out both palms, which collided with the wind from the fist, creating a deafening roar. The air waves rolled, and the snowflakes around were torn apart by the violent energy.

At this moment, Xia Yurou felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. It was because she had forced the master's power in her body to save Xiaoxue in a hurry, which caused her miscarriage.

She suffered from unbearable abdominal pain and half-crouched beside the carriage, supporting herself on the ground with her hands. Her face was as pale as snow and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, but the determination in her heart to protect her prevented her from retreating.

A blue light condensed around Xia Yurou, forming a thin light shield that barely resisted the raging cold wind.

The leader of the Yunyi Gang ran towards Xia Yurou with a fierce look in his eyes. Every step he took seemed to shatter the void and bring up layers of snow waves, as if the blizzard was caused by him alone.

Amid the wind and snow, Steward Lin's fingers gently stroked the cold barrel of the sniper rifle and he had to accept a cruel fact... Facing the extraordinary strength of Gang Leader Yun Yi, even every bullet he aimed carefully was just a stone falling into the endless abyss, unable to stir up the slightest ripple. He tried hard to find any opportunity to restrain Gang Leader Yun Yi.

In order to stop the leader of the Yunyi Gang from getting close to Rou'er, Ren Chenxi's sword light shuttled through the fist shadows. Dazzling sparks burst out in every confrontation. The roar caused by the fierce collision between the sword tip and the fist wind shocked everyone present.

Xiaoxue tried her best to use the whip to tightly wrap around the leader of the Yunyi gang, and even she and the prince could not stop him together.