The Virgin Mary in the Book: I Decide My Life with Two Swords

Cangyue Country——Official Road in Cangzhou

The few days after the Tongshun Escort Agency incident were calm. On September 21, Yelu Zongzhen entered the border territory of Cangzhou.

It was hot at noon and the team moved very slowly.

Ye Ling was so hot that she asked Duan Peng for a horse. Riding a horse was much more breathable than riding in a carriage, and she could also enjoy the scenery along the way. Wearing a black hat, she didn't have to worry about getting tanned.

Yelu Zongzheng opened nearly every window in the carriage. The air was ventilated, but the temperature wasn't too hot. This made it easier for him to chat with Ye Ling. "Envoy Ye, I feel like I've lost a lot this time! Look how smooth our journey has been. We've almost reached Cangzhou, the border state, and we haven't even seen a single assassin. I feel like I've wasted all my money."

"What do you mean? Do you still want to go back?" Ye Ling asked with a smile.

"That's not the case. It's just that the terrain here is extremely steep, making it a great place to set up an ambush and assassination. After this section of road, the road will be flat and we won't have much chance," Yelu Zongzhen said with a smile.

"Your Highness should stop saying such things. What if your dream comes true and a group of assassins suddenly appear?"

"With your Langya Pavilion's banner, who in Cang Yue Nation dares to act rashly?"

"That's not necessarily true! My right eye has been twitching a lot these past two days, and I feel like something's going to happen."

As they spoke, a cloud of dust suddenly billowed from the road ahead. Ye Ling tightened the reins, his eyes alert. Yelu Zongzheng also poked his head out to look.

"Stop moving forward and prepare for battle," Duan Kai, who was at the front, spoke.

The guards immediately moved closer to Yelu Zongzhen's carriage, and Duan Peng stood beside the carriage, fully alert.

"It will be done. Protect His Highness," Ye Ling said as he rode his horse forward.

Soon, a group of people dressed in black and with their faces covered appeared in sight and stopped fifty meters away.

"Oh, Your Highness is right," Ye Ling smiled bitterly.

"It seems that my money was not wasted, there is finally a response." Yelu Zongzhen became excited.

Ye Ling rode his horse forward a few steps and spoke, "I am Ye Ling, the Director of the Renzi Hall of Langya Pavilion. What should I call you? I'll have your names carved on my tombstone after I die."

The group of men in black rushed over without a word. Ye Ling was the first to draw his sword and charge into the enemy camp. In the blink of an eye, several men in black fell. Duan Kai also led a part of his guards into the battle.

Ye Ling moved like a ghost, weaving through the enemy lines. His blade swung with lightning speed, each blow carrying deadly force. His movements were swift and precise, and the men in black fell one after another under his attack.

Duan Kai was not to be outdone, he led the guards to fight the enemy fiercely, they worked closely together to form a solid line of defense, keeping the enemy out.

Both were very skilled, their combat skills and experience making them very comfortable in the enemy's ranks. Each of their attacks could accurately hit the enemy's vital points, leaving the enemy unable to fight back.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. Suddenly, several men wearing iron masks came out from the side and headed straight for Yelu Zongzhen's carriage.

Duan Peng and Bicheng immediately went into battle. The opponent was obviously well-trained and much stronger than the man in black. To make matters worse, a master in white wearing a bronze mask flew down from a big tree on the right.

Bicheng was at a disadvantage after fighting with the master in white for only about ten moves. The opponent was obviously several times stronger.

Duan Peng was entangled by a group of iron-masked men, and Bicheng was kicked back by the man in white. Several iron-masked men immediately surrounded Bicheng and prevented him from moving forward.

The man in white had a clear goal and charged straight at Yelu Zongzheng's carriage. At the critical moment, Ye Ling suddenly appeared and intercepted him accurately: "Brother, this is too unkind. If you kill him in front of me, how will I survive in the martial arts world in the future?"

"That's right, Ye Sishi, he wants to kill me, I'm so scared!" Yelu Zongzhen was still leaning on the car window and trying to commit suicide, but there was a teasing feeling in his eyes when he looked at the master in white.

The master in white immediately started fighting with Ye Ling. Although he was no match for Ye Ling, he was definitely not weak either. With the help of several iron-masked men, it was difficult to determine the winner for a while.

During the fight, a man in an iron mask suddenly spoke.

Ye Ling was surprised: "Are you from Xidu?"

Yelu Zongzheng's lips curled slightly in the carriage. He had long seen that the other party was a killer organization affiliated with Xidu, but he didn't know who sent these people to kill him in Cangyue Kingdom. Could it be his sixth brother Yelu Qi?

For a moment, the scene was in chaos. Duan Kai led his men to fight the men in black in the front; Bi Cheng and Duan Peng led their men to fight the men in iron masks around the carriage; Ye Ling fought against the masters in white and several men in iron masks.

Just when everyone thought they could successfully counterattack, several iron-masked men emerged from the forest. Each of them was a death warrior, just like the leeks in the field, one crop after another, never enough to be harvested.

"Commander, the situation is not good. There are too many of them," Bicheng shouted.

As soon as Bicheng finished speaking, several more people came out from the woods on both sides. They grabbed both ends of Yelu Zongzhen's carriage with flying hooks and pulled hard at the same time.

Ye Ling used her ultimate move and instantly killed the four iron-masked men who were fighting with her. She kicked the man in white away and then moved sleekly. At the moment the carriage broke apart, she pulled Yelu Zongzheng out without caring about Jiaojiao's life or death.

Ye Ling protected Yelu Zongzheng firmly in front of him, constantly moving to kill the assassins rushing towards him, and he would never let the one he protected get hurt. Duan Peng also approached while killing.

"Si Shi?" Bi Cheng called out again.

Ye Ling immediately took out a flare and launched it into the air. He then raised his eyebrows and smiled at Yelu Zongzheng: "One arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops will come to meet you."

Not long after the flare was launched, a group of people came rushing over, led by Li Ye, the captain of the sixth team of Renzitang.

This time the two groups started a decisive battle, and Ye Ling absolutely protected Yelu Zongzhen.

Yelu Zongzheng said casually, "Envoy Ye, this is the first time I feel so safe."

Ye Ling fought back, "I took your money, and if I let even a hair fall from your head, it would be considered a dereliction of duty. If I want to kill you, I'll have to die."

Yelu Zongzhen kept staring at Ye Ling's figure. He finally understood why his father said that if Langya Pavilion agreed to protect you, then no one could kill you.

With Li Ye's joining, the battle quickly turned to their side, but it was not very obvious.

At this moment, another group of people came rushing from a fork in the road. Judging from their clothes, they were also brothers from Langya Pavilion. They joined the battle without saying a word. Their fighting power was obviously much higher than that of the people brought by Li Ye, and they were even more powerful than the man with the iron mask.

Ye Ling could tell at a glance that the group of brothers coming from behind and wearing Tianzitang clothes were definitely not from Tianzitang, but definitely from the mysterious Guizitang.

The latecomer gained the upper hand, and after a quarter of an hour, the only enemy left on the scene was the master in white clothes, who was the one Ye Ling deliberately left alive.

Li Ye and Duan Kai began to lead their men to deal with the battlefield. Ye Ling instructed Duan Peng to protect Yelu Zongzheng, and then walked towards the Ghost Hall people who came from behind. Almost none of them were injured. When they saw Ye Ling coming, one of them, who was carrying the Thousand Envoys token, bowed and said, "Envoy Ye."

"Thank you brothers for your help. Are you on a mission?" Ye Ling asked.

"I'm Zhuo Feng, a Thousand Envoy of the Ghost Hall. I was sent on a mission by the Sect Master. To conceal my identity, I wore the uniform of the Heaven Hall. I've already completed my mission and am on my way back. When I saw the distress signal from the Thousand Envoys, I brought my men to rescue them."

"Thank you so much. These guys are not ordinary killers. They are all from Xidu."

Zhuo Feng glanced at the corpses on the ground: "They should belong to the Luosha Sect in Xidu, which is also a killer organization, second only to the Falcon Prison in fame."

Ye Ling had a headache: "Why are there so many killer organizations?"

"This is the best ambush location. The road ahead is safe."

"You're right, you should go back and report! Thank you brothers for today," Ye Ling said politely.

"Envoy Ye is too polite. It's my duty. I'll leave first," Zhuo Feng bowed.

After seeing Zhuo Feng and his group off, Ye Ling returned to Yelu Zongzheng and said, "See how powerful my Cloud Piercing Arrow is? It blew away two groups of soldiers at once."

"Was that Tianzi Hall just now?"

"Yes, they are on their way back from a mission." Ye Ling looked at Li Ye and said, "Come here."

Li also came trotting over: "Greetings to the Envoy, greetings to the Second Prince."

"You kid, you've been following me all the way. Aren't you tired? Do you really think I'm a fool? Can't I feel you following me?"

Li also smiled and said, "Sect Master, the Sect Master ordered me to bring my men and follow you south, fearing a difficult situation like today's!"

"Okay, hurry up, we are ready to go, let's leave here first"

"Yes"

A quarter of an hour later, Yelu Zongzhen's carriage was destroyed, so he could only temporarily ride in Ye Ling's carriage. The rest of the lightly injured rode horses, and the seriously injured were loaded into the carriages. The team set off and left the battlefield.

In the carriage, Ye Ling spoke first: "Your Highness's guards are all elite! If they weren't so powerful today, they wouldn't be able to hold on."

"After all, we're in his territory, so I naturally have to bring something useful. Unfortunately, my carriage is broken." Yelu Zongzheng paused and said, "Your flare is a bit special! I've seen the distress signal from Langya Pavilion, and it's different from yours."

"My senior brother gave it to me"

"I see, it's exclusive to the Pavilion Master! No wonder everyone is coming to support it."

Ye Ling looked at Yelu Zongzheng: "Your Highness, don't you want to tell me something? For example...Rakshasa Sect?"

"Ye Si has a good eye, Luoshamen has seen it. It's nothing, it's a royal family after all, it's normal for brothers to fight and quarrel with each other," Yelu Zongzhen said casually.

Ye Ling smiled: "Interesting, brothers are friendly and respectful to each other, right?"

"almost"

"How enviable! Your Highness must have known this would happen a long time ago, that's why he asked Langya Pavilion to send him off, right?"

"The number of guards I can bring with me when entering the country is limited, so I have to seek help from Langya Pavilion," Yelu Zongzhen said with a smile.

Ye Ling had an expression of seeing through something but not saying anything. He pinched the wound on his arm with his hand, took out gauze from the side, and prepared to bandage himself first.

"I'm here." Yelu Zongzheng took the gauze and bandaged Ye Ling carefully: "Thank you this time."

"Your Highness is too polite. I am paid to do this, so it is my duty to protect you. I cannot let Your Highness's money go to waste."

Yelu Zongzheng smiled and said, "Okay, you have the final say."

"Bicheng said we'll reach the border in four days?"

"Yes, it will definitely be around the 25th."

"That's good."