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

Jiang Wantang raised his foot and kicked a long sword at his feet. He was out of energy and had to use a lot of strength to kick the long sword towards the man in black who attacked Yun Shang. The man in black was stabbed by the long sword and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Bai Weiwei was so scared that she hid behind Yun Shang, watching as the long knife in the black-clothed man's hand was about to fall on Yun Shang's head.

Jiang Wantang's pupils shrank sharply, and he rushed over to block her with his back, holding Yun Shang in front of her...

This sudden change caught no one off guard.

Ji Wuyuan in the distance and Xie Zhiyan not far away both stopped breathing for a moment.

Unfortunately, both of them were entangled by dozens of men in black, especially Ji Wuyuan, who lured more than half of the men in black over.

Although Xie Zhiyan was closer, the sword in his hand was entangled with the blades of more than a dozen men in black, and he could not escape.

At this critical moment, Xie Zhiyan dropped his sword and leaped up like lightning, his long legs sweeping past the black-clad men in front of him. Using the momentum, he quickly leaped in front of Jiang Wantang and directly caught the long sword that was cutting through iron like mud with his bare hands...

Just as the long knife cut through the flesh, a long sword came through the air, carrying a sharp and murderous force, directly piercing the black-clad killer and nailing him firmly to a tree trunk in the distance.

It is Ji Wuyuan's long sword.

His eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy, almost devoid of human emotion, cold, violent, and full of ruthlessness.

My heart feels like it's being tightly grasped by someone.

Only when he saw that Jiang Wantang was safe and sound did he feel relieved.

But after all, I'm still worried.

He wanted to go over and protect her, but he couldn't do that at the moment.

There seemed to be a layer of darkness in front of Ji Wuyuan's eyes, and a faint blood-red tint could be seen.

The inky black hair was originally half tied up, but now it was blown by the wind, and the demon's face was stained with blood red...

He ordered the secret guards to bring Bai Weiwei over and lead most of the black-clad assassins further away.

His red eyes were filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, like a Rakshasa from the dark hell.

Xie Zhiyan was not much better.

The red at the corner of his eye gradually deepened, becoming a terrifying scarlet, cold and eerie, and full of murderous intent.

If Ji Wuyuan had not taken action in time, his hands would have been crippled by now, but he did not regret it.

If he had to do it again, he would do it again.

Xie Zhiyan snatched the long knife from the killer's hand and glared coldly at the black-clad killer who was already in front of him. His originally elegant and extraordinary face was now ruthless and cruel: "Looking for death..."

He swung the long sword in his hand very quickly, and within a few breaths, all the black-clothed men who were surrounding him were beheaded.

He turned around, walked towards Jiang Wantang, hid his injured hand behind his back, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Although the voice was not gentle, it was full of soothing power.

Then, he gave Jiang Wantang the antidote to the pill.

Jiang Wantang looked at him in surprise, and after a pause, he said, "You...you are not..."

Xie Zhiyan looked at her with a smile, and said in a very nonchalant tone: "Just let it be discovered. Nothing is more important than your safety."

If he hadn't restricted her force, she wouldn't have fallen into the danger just now.

If the day ever comes when the truth comes out...

When she had no way out, he became her way out.

Jiang Wantang thought she had misheard, and a rare look of surprise and astonishment appeared on her face.

This cunning man...when did he become so easy to talk to?

Xie Zhiyan saw what Jiang Wantang was thinking, smiled, and without waiting for her reaction, he continued, "You two should stay in the carriage first."

Jiang Wantang rarely refuted and helped Yun Shang into the carriage.

The next moment, Xie Zhiyan called her back and reminded her worriedly, "Remember, don't expose yourself unless it's absolutely necessary."

Jiang Wantang looked at his serious expression and nodded.

The fighting outside was still fierce, and Jiang Wantang in the carriage had a complicated expression.

Why did she feel that Xie Zhiyan's words and actions just now were strange?

Outside the carriage, Xie Zhiyan was already blood-thirsty and had completely lost his usual calmness and composure.

Lu Jinan, who fought alongside him, looked at his bleeding hands, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and in the end said nothing.

On the other side, Ji Wuyuan in the distance also had a fierce momentum of killing gods and Buddhas.

Bai Weiwei, who was taken away by the secret guards, had already fainted from fear in the flash of swords and sabers.

After a long time, the first ray of sunlight in the morning came out, and the sounds of fighting gradually stopped. The bodies of the men in black were lying all over the ground, and blood was flowing all over the ground. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the scene was a river of blood.

Under the sunlight, a bright red light...

The two consecutive large-scale assassinations took a huge toll on their group, especially in terms of physical strength.

So Ji Wuyuan had to take them to find a cleaner place to stop, rest for a while, and bandage their wounds.

The group of people were resting against the tree trunks, treating their wounds, and eating to replenish their energy.

Jiang Wantang was still resting in the carriage, and Ji Wuyuan wouldn't let her get off.

Lu Jinan sat beside Xie Zhiyan and treated the wound on his hand.

Although Ji Wuyuan acted in time, the sharp blade was enough to cut through the skin and flesh, exposing the bone.

Ji Wuyuan looked deeply at Xie Zhiyan's hands that were still bleeding. He recalled the scene not long ago when he sacrificed his life to block the knife for Jiang Wantang with his bare hands, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The two have known each other for many years and understand each other's personalities.

Someone as calm as Xie Zhiyan would not easily do anything impulsive.

He thought that perhaps he had been overlooking something.

Xie Zhiyan also knew clearly that he had lost his composure today, but what he had done was done.

If you dare to do it, you must take responsibility for it.

It's just that both of them tacitly agreed that no one would mention this matter on their own initiative.

Later, the two discussed the two consecutive assassinations and both sensed something was wrong.

They guessed that if they continued to go south, they would soon encounter the third... fourth... fifth... round of assassinations.

If this situation continues, they will be killed on the way before reaching Jiangnan.

Xie Zhiyan frowned, his expression quite serious: "The person behind this seems to be very afraid that we will go to the center of Jiangnan..."

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were filled with cold tears as he sneered, "No, to be more precise, they are really afraid of me patrolling there."

The two looked at each other, and both read different meanings in each other's eyes.

Xie Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then asked, "So, what are your plans next?"