With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

The carriages raced through the night, and at daybreak, two carriages sped along the broad mountain road. The rutting of the wheels carried through the forests and startled the animals, which made rustling noises.

Nanqi drove Baili Moqing's carriage, looking energetic, as if the night's rapid journey had no effect on him.

Uncle Zhang was driving the carriage with Shu He, Zhang Zhirou and Lady Wang on board. His gray beard was frosted and his expression was a little tired.

Zhang Zhirou originally followed on horseback, but later in the middle of the night he could not hold on any longer, so he got into the car and took a nap.

Shu He stuffed Xiao Yi'er into Baili Moqing's car halfway. His car had good shock absorption, so it wasn't too bumpy, and Xiao Yi'er would be more comfortable in it.

At this time, the carriage had been bumping around all night, and Shu He felt like all the bones in her body were about to fall apart! She couldn't stand it anymore, so she got out of the carriage and asked Zhang Bo to stop the car.

Uncle Zhang was in a bit of a dilemma. The young master was in a hurry, and if he stopped the car, he was afraid that the young master would be angry.

Seeing this, Shu He shouted to the carriage in front, "Nanqi, stop and rest for a while!"

Nan Qi looked back when he heard the voice, and then asked Baili Moqing.

"Stop the car." The voice in the carriage was soft, as if afraid of startling someone, and it also had a hint of sleepiness.

"Mrs. He, what's wrong?" Nanqi stopped the car, walked to the back and asked.

"I can't do it anymore. I can't go on any longer. My bones are falling apart. Let me take a break!"

"We've reached the border of Beisha City. Let's rest after we enter the city."

There were still important matters to attend to in the city. They had already returned several days late, and with the Northern Di army ready to make a move, the master had to return early. Besides, it was not safe outside the city.

I'm afraid that Beisha City is now in chaos and infested with bandits.

The winding mountain road outside the city was deserted, with only their two carriages chugging along. A thick blanket of white snow blanketed the surroundings under the heavy winter snowfall. Ice crystals hung heavy on the mountain trees, silently awaiting the rising sun to unleash their own brilliance.

Shu He got out of the car and stretched his body. Looking at the ice crystals all over the mountain, he felt much more relaxed.

"It won't take a while." She walked towards Baili Moqing's car, wanting to see how Xiao Yier was doing.

I wonder if she can sleep well in this bumpy carriage. Can that man take good care of her? Will he let her get cold?

She opened the curtain, and a heartwarming scene came into her eyes, instantly making her cold body feel warm.

Xiao Yi'er lay in the man's white cloak, with only half her head exposed. She looked quiet and content, like a pampered kitten. Even in her sleep, she squinted her eyes and smiled, as if she had a sweet dream.

He actually let Xiao Yier sleep on him, and he protected her very well.

Her sight fell on the man's perfect and stern face. Before she could think about it, a pair of icy eyes opened, emitting cold rays of light.

Suddenly, a flock of flying birds emerged from the mountain forest covered with ice crystals and hoarfrost.

Nanqi leaned sideways, his originally relaxed eyes now filled with vigilance.

Zhang Zhirou, who was resting in the carriage, also noticed something unusual and got out.

She wore a black longsword at her waist, and her red dress swayed in the cold wind. In the cold and silent air, she could smell a hint of danger.

"Come on!"

When Shu He walked to the side, he saw a group of bandits holding long knives rushing out from the hillside, rushing out from the snow, shouting and running towards them.

Nanqi said nothing and let Zhang Zhirou stand in front.

"Leave the money and the women behind, and the men can leave in peace!"

The first few gangsters shouted at them, but their eyes were fixed on the stunningly charming Zhang Zhirou, emitting a very unpleasant and cunning look.

Zhang Zhirou narrowed her eyes slightly, and her pretty eyes, like blooming pear blossoms, shone with a strong sense of danger and coldness.

More than thirty people surrounded the two carriages. The man in the lead stared at Zhang Zhirou and swallowed subconsciously.

"I've lived for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman!"

"Brother, you are so lucky today!"

"We're going to have a new wife!!"

A group of people laughed and joked, completely ignoring Zhang Zhirou's ugly expression.

In other words, this was not the first time they had abducted women.

"Sister He, get in the car. I'll take care of these people!"

Zhang Zhirou drew his sword and pointed it at the bandits.

"Hey, big brother, you're a swordsman, what do you think? Can you subdue a woman like this?"

"Yeah, big brother, this looks like a little hot pepper!"

"I've been around for years, how could I possibly be unable to handle a woman?" the bandit leader snorted, not taking Zhang Zhirou seriously at all. "Besides, there are so many of us, and they only have a few. Once we catch them, they'll have to obey even if they don't want to! Hahahaha!"

A group of people laughed along, and their frivolous and arrogant expressions irritated Zhang Zhirou. She leaped two meters away, swung her sword, and before anyone could react, their throat was cut.

The bandit leader came to his senses and gave an order, and dozens of people rushed over.

This was the first time Shu He saw Zhang Zhirou take action.

Her swordsmanship is very sharp. Although she looks delicate, she is not afraid of killing people.

Blood splattered before her eyes, and lives were harvested by her, but she didn't even blink.

Her red dress fluttered among the black crowd, like a dancer dancing gracefully in the darkness. Her form, movements, and expression were all beautiful, yet tinged with an infinite sense of danger. Atop the white snow, frost shone silver. Her figure was like a spirit dancing freely within this vast white world, painting scenes of wondrous beauty.

Nanqi stood to one side, not taking much action, only occasionally kicking away a few blind bandits who rushed towards him.

"Why don't you do it?" Shu He asked in confusion when he saw this.

"I see Miss Zhang's blood is boiling, wouldn't it be nice to give her some practice?"

Nanqi said to Shu He with a smile. That smile made Shu He unable to help but glare at him.

"You're clearly trying to slack off!"

Perhaps because he saw Zhang Zhirou's extraordinary skills, the bandit leader's expression changed, and he led several brothers around him to attack Zhang Zhirou fiercely with long swords.

Zhang Zhirou flailed her sword to block the long blades, expecting them to be a mob, but was surprised to discover they were quite skilled. The long blades striking her clearly carried a touch of internal energy, and the men's decisive and ruthless attacks, their coordination so seamless, that for a moment she panicked.

However, she was Zhang Zhiyi's sister after all, and had learned martial arts since childhood. It didn't take long for her to find her own rhythm and kill one bandit after another.

Nanqi also noticed something unusual. The smile in his eyes disappeared, and a hint of doubt appeared between his brows. Why does this look so familiar?

The skills of those bandits did not seem like those of normal bandits. Looking at their movements, they looked more like those of soldiers.

Nanqi flashed into the battlefield as if he was in an empty space.

He picked up a knife and cut open the collar of the corpse on the ground. On the chest, a blue wolf head tattoo suddenly appeared, lifelike, and a pair of sharp and fierce eyes seemed to come alive, staring straight at him.

It's them!

Nanqi's face changed color. He turned around and rushed into the fight with Zhang Zhirou, and kicked the bandit leader who was fighting with Zhang Zhirou away.

Before he could stand up, a pair of black boots with dark patterns stepped on his chest.

"who are you?"

The bandit leader frowned slightly, a hint of panic flashing across his eyes. "I'm a bandit, can't you see?"

"Bandits?" Nan Qi narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "Bandits, they don't have your skills! Tell me, what's your purpose in pretending to be a bandit and robbing people outside the city?"

"I don't understand what you are saying!" The man's eyes rolled around, not daring to look directly into Nanqi's eyes, and continued to deny.

Noticing the situation here, Zhang Zhirou tried his best and knocked down all the rest of the people as quickly as possible, leaving one alive.

"Don't you understand?" Nan Qi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said coldly, "Then, how about I dig out the tattoo on your chest and let you see it with your own eyes? Then maybe you will understand!"

The man's face changed drastically, and he looked a little confused. He asked, "Who are you? How do you know about the tattoo?"

Nan Qi was dissatisfied, and he stepped harder, with a fierce look on his face, "Now, I'm asking you!"

The severe pain in his chest made the bandit leader extremely miserable, but even so, he still smiled at Nanqi with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"I do not know anything!"

After saying this, a look of determination flashed across his face, and then he vomited blood and died.

Looking at the man who died from swallowing poison, Nanqi's face showed a solemn expression.

"There is still a survivor here." Zhang Zhirou shouted to Nanqi when she saw this.

Nanqi turned around and saw that the man was also about to commit suicide by swallowing poison, so he quickly removed his jaw.

"Tell me, why are you Beidi Langming Army members appearing in Tianqi territory and pretending to be bandits?"

Seeing that the man was still trying to resist, Nanqi swung the long knife in his hand and a broken arm flew out.

A scream was heard, causing Uncle Zhang and Madam Wang to tremble uncontrollably, revealing a look of pity.

Zhang Zhirou even took a few steps back, his face pale.

"Say or not?"

The man still wanted to hold on, but Nanqi's brows flashed with fierceness again, and his other arm flew up, splashing a large amount of blood.

Zhang Zhirou couldn't stand it anymore and ran behind Shu He and started vomiting.

Killing is not an act of cruelty, but cutting off a person's arms while they are still alive and listening to their screams is really too cold-blooded.

She didn't expect that Nanqi, who usually looked bright and cheerful, was such a cruel and ruthless person.

The bandit's screams continued. Xiao Yi'er in the carriage was awakened by the sound and snuggled into Baili Moqing's arms with some fear.

Only when calm returned outside did her little hands relax a little.

At this time, Nanqi walked out of the carriage, and the indifference in his voice was completely gone, leaving only some solemnity and doubt.

"Master, they are from the Beidi Wolf Ming Army."