The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Jiang Wantang changed her obedient and docile appearance in front of Ji Wuyuan. Her peach blossom eyes with slightly curved eyelashes and bright smile were almost saying: I won’t go back, what can you do to me?

Full of provocation.

And in Xie Zhiyan's eyes, such a smile could not be described as provocative.

Xie Zhiyan narrowed his eyes, his gaze a little dark, and looked at her with a half-smile.

Jiang Wantang's hair stood on end when he looked at her, and she had an inexplicable bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, a familiar cold and oppressive gaze fell on her...

Oops, Ji Wuyuan found out...

Jiang Wantang's body trembled subconsciously. She turned to look at the man behind her who was holding a long sword and had a gloomy face. She forced a smile and said tactfully, "I'll go up right away."

Then, under Xie Zhiyan's mocking gaze, she got on the carriage reluctantly.

In order to prevent Jiang Wantang from going crazy again, Xie Zhiyan gave her pills that suppress her internal strength and skills.

After eating, she really turned into a weak woman who was powerless...

Jiang Wantang lay on the couch, looking up to the sky and sighing, speechless and choking. She simply decided to ignore the sight and not be bothered, so she hugged the quilt and went to sleep.

As the night deepened, after more than an hour of fierce fighting, all the men in black were killed, leaving corpses everywhere. The blood dyed the entire grass red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Bai Weiwei sat on the ground, looking at the man in front of her, her face pale and her eyes dull, letting the blood stain her dress red.

Although she had been in the military camp, her brother protected her well and never let her go to the battlefield.

Therefore, the most terrifying things she had seen were those soldiers who were seriously injured, and she had never witnessed such a brutal fight with her own eyes.

At this moment, Ji Wuyuan stood on the pile of corpses at his feet, wiping the blood from the blade of his sword with an expressionless face. The moonlight cast a shadow on his body, outlining his tall and stern figure. The night wind blew the corners of his neatly arranged dark clothes, and his half-tied black hair was slightly blown away by the wind...

As handsome as a god, as cruel as an Asura.

Bai Weiwei was completely frightened by his cruel look. The man in front of her was really terrifying.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting asking him to go to the south of the Yangtze River with her.

Xie Zhiyan led people to investigate, and without exception, these men in black were all death squads.

As soon as they entered Jiangnan, such a large number of assassins poured out, far exceeding the expectations of Ji Wuyuan and Xie Zhiyan.

After all, they had just set foot in Jiangnan...

The group did not stay for long, quickly packed their luggage and continued heading south.

Ji Wuyuan wiped his hands clean, changed into clean clothes, and after making sure there was no blood on his body, he got into the carriage.

Jiang Wantang had already fallen asleep in the carriage. Ji Wuyuan looked at her with deep eyes and smiled helplessly.

She could still fall asleep in such a situation. I don’t know whether she is kind-hearted or heartless.

However, her fearlessness was the greatest comfort to him.

Ji Wuyuan walked to the couch and habitually wanted to reach out and touch her face. The moment his hand reached out, he suddenly remembered what he had just done and withdrew his hand.

His Tang'er is the cleanest and purest person in the world.

And his hands were just stained with blood, he shouldn't have touched her...

Thinking of this, Ji Wuyuan got up from the carriage and rode on horseback with Xie Zhiyan.

They originally thought that since the other side had just lost a large number of their assassins, they would not make any moves for a short time.

But unexpectedly, before the night had faded and the sky had just turned light, the second wave of assassinations had already arrived.

In the distance, a group of dark figures were approaching rapidly like ghosts. The sounds of horses' hooves and footsteps mixed together, as if the drumbeat of death was beating faster and faster.

Ji Wuyuan and Xie Zhiyan looked at each other, and both of them looked stern.

The urgency of this assassination is somewhat abnormal.

A large number of men in black came like a surging tide, and under the cover of trees, they attacked quickly from far to near.

It is obvious that there are more killers this time and they are far more dangerous than before.

At this moment, the wind seemed to be frightened by their momentum and became more violent, whistling across the official road, stirring up dust and fallen leaves all over the sky.

Even the horses in the team neighed in fear at the sound. The jet-black horse under Xie Zhiyan, who was in the lead, moved its hooves restlessly, as if it wanted to break free from the reins and escape, but he stopped it.

The other horses were also restless, and some even raised their front hooves, almost throwing the people on their backs to the ground.

The men in black quickly approached the group. Their movements were in step, and they were obviously strictly trained killers.

Soon, the entire team was surrounded by black-clad killers, and the weapons in their hands flashed with cold light.

The air around seemed to be frozen, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The men in black were like an impenetrable black wall. Everyone wore a black mask on their face, revealing only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes flashing with fierce murderous intent.

Ji Wuyuan, Xie Zhiyan and their group stood back to back, forming a tight circle and protecting the carriage in the middle.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He scanned the black-clad killers around him with a cold gaze. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his brows. He was cruel all his life.

Xie Zhiyan curled his lips, the smile on the corner of his lips was cold, and his originally deep eyes were now cold and full of murderous intent.

Then, a leader in black shouted, "Kill!"

The black-clad killers pounced on the surrounded Ji Wuyuan, Xie Zhiyan and others like ferocious beasts.

The sound of weapons clashing suddenly rang out in the night sky, breaking the dead silence.

The cold light flashed, the swords and sabers crisscrossed, and every collision produced dazzling sparks.

In the dim morning light, the flashes of swords and shadows intertwined into an impenetrable web of death.

The fight became more and more intense, the smell of blood filled the air, and the road was already full of corpses and blood, which was shocking.

At this moment, the wind seemed to be shaken by the brutal fighting, whistling and making a shrill sound...

Jiang Wantang had already woken up when he sensed any movement.

But she couldn't use force now and couldn't help. Seeing people in the team falling down one after another, defense became difficult.

No matter how powerful Ji Wuyuan and Xie Zhiyan are, there are too many assassins and they cannot take care of everyone.

Jiang Wantang hurriedly got off the carriage and went to look for Yun Shang.

In such a dangerous situation, she couldn't guarantee whether Lu Jinan could hold on.

When Jiang Wantang saw Yun Shang safe and sound, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment Bai Weiwei ran over screaming, followed by several black-clad assassins.

Lu Jinan blocked two of them, and the other two swung their swords at Yun Shang and Bai Weiwei respectively...