The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

Lu Liang, who had barely gotten up, and Erlin, who had just arrived, looked at the two girls' pale faces covered with blood, and their hearts ached as if something was grabbing them.

Erlin picked up the sword on the ground and killed the remaining assassin. Seeing that Han Huaixi was fine, the injured guard closed his eyes with relief.

Erlin was heartbroken. He hugged Han Huaixi and went to feed the antidote to the guard who was poisoned by the sleeping pill again.

Lu Liang and Han Huaiyu walked behind to prevent being attacked.

At this time, Ye Xinglin and the other two who were treating the injured guards also arrived.

Several people distributed medicine to the guards separately.

Half an hour later, almost everyone had taken the antidote, but a small number of guards in Prince Lin's mansion had died, and most of the remaining ones were injured.

Those who were still able to continue fighting stayed behind to drag the assassin into the yard, while the others ran to the dining hall to help.

Lu Changan, Yan Xuewen and Han Huaian went to Qian's house in the afternoon.

After having dinner with Mrs. Qian and the others, Yan Xuewen returned to the Yan family, and Qian Dayong sent Lu Changan and Han Huaian back to Prince Lin's Mansion.

The gate of Prince Lin's mansion was closed, and faint sounds of fighting could be heard from the courtyard.

The three of them immediately realized that something was wrong. Qian Dayong wanted to take the two children away, but how could they be willing to leave?

"Uncle Dayong, please go back and protect Madam Qian and the others. My cousin and I will go in and take a look."

"No."

Qian Dayong said this as he pulled them back.

Lu Changan wanted to push Han Huaian into Qian Dayong's arms, but Han Huaian held him tightly.

"Second cousin, although I'm small, I'm good at martial arts and I'm smart. I won't be a drag. I'll go in with you... I'm worried about them all being in there."

Lu Changan looked at Han Huaian's tears, and finally couldn't bear to push him away.

Never mind. At worst, I'll just die with my family.

The two children held hands and stepped over the wall.

Qian Dayong wanted to stop them, but finally let them go.

Lu Changan and Han Huaian's martial arts talents are not as good as top masters like King Lin and his son and Lu Changping, but they are definitely not bad.

Both of them have been influenced by Qin Gang and Lu Changping. They have been practicing horse stance since childhood. In the past year or so, they have never stopped practicing martial arts and have made great progress.

They were young and light, and they leaped into the yard and landed on the snow, making almost no sound.

But the scene before them frightened them so much that they almost screamed.

The snow was stained red with blood, and there were many corpses lying there, most of whom were people they knew.

Lu Changan covered Han Huaian's mouth, his eyes bloodshot.

Listening carefully to the direction of the fighting sounds, the two of them crouched and ran into the yard...

After all the guards in the yard had been given the antidote, Han Huaixi finally took time to stop the bleeding from Erlin's wound.

Erlin originally wanted to send Han Huaixi and Han Huaiyu to a safe place and then go to help, but suddenly he heard a voice coming from Xiuqiyuan, "Protect the prince."

Several people cried out that something was wrong.

In Xiuqi Courtyard, there were only the sleeping Prince Lin and a few personal guards. If those personal guards were also poisoned by the sleeping pills, the consequences would be disastrous.

Erlin looked towards the dining hall, hardened his heart, and asked Lu Liang to look after the children while he took the antidote and went to Xiuqiyuan.

Han Huaixi and his companions did not dare to show off their abilities, so they hid in a room and bandaged Lu Liang's wounds.

When Erlin entered Xiuqiyuan, he saw many dead people lying in the yard.

Those who could still stand had confused eyes and were obviously poisoned.

The door of Prince Lin's bedroom had been broken open, and a personal guard and the assassin died together beside Prince Lin's bed.

The other guards were all seriously injured and vowed to guard the door to the death.

Erlin pushed away several swords and asked them to take the antidote as soon as possible.

Although the guards had recovered some of their spirits, their physical strength had long been exhausted, and now they could only fight to the death.

Two more guards died, and Erlin's wound, which had just stopped bleeding, burst open again.

Several people were forced into the bedroom.

The leading assassin let out a strange laugh, and the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. He took the life of another personal guard and turned to attack King Lin's throat.

A personal guard desperately grabbed his waist, but was killed by other assassins.

Erlin yelled anxiously, but he was so entangled that he couldn't spare any effort to rescue.

Several guards shouted heartbreakingly: "Prince!"

Seeing that the sword was approaching King Lin's throat, a weak hand clamped the sword.

Prince Lin opened his eyes, still confused about the situation, when he saw that almost all of his personal guards had died.

His eyes were filled with rage. Although he was extremely thin, he broke the opponent's sword with just two fingers.

"The prince has woken up..."

The sound of the guards crying with joy could be heard.

The assassin leader was shocked and turned to escape, but King Lin grabbed his arms and broke both of his arms.

Then, Prince Lin dismissed several people.

Erlin and his bodyguards were cheered up and followed them to charge out.

Seeing that all the assassins from Xiuqiyuan had been killed, Erlin and his bodyguards fell to the ground exhausted.

Prince Lin wanted to help the others.

"Your Majesty, leave us alone, go to Prideful Sun Hall and rescue..."

Before Erlin could finish his words, Prince Lin flew towards the dining hall like an eagle spreading its wings.

Lu Liang and Han Huaixi, who had been listening to the noise, quickly ran out of the room to treat Erlin and the guards.

On the other hand, as soon as Qian Dayong returned to the Qian family, Mrs. Qian sent him to help.

When I went out, I happened to meet Yan Dahu and a few others who came out of the Lu family.

Upon hearing that Prince Lin's mansion was besieged by assassins, Yan Dahu and Lan Niang were anxious to run back.

Qingran stopped Lan Niang. How could a pregnant woman like her go to a dangerous place?

Yan Dahu glanced at his wife and followed Qian Dayong away.

"Du Heng, take good care of them!"

"Brother Dahu, don't worry."

As Qian Dayong and Yan Dahu just crossed the wall, the sound of them landing attracted the attention of the assassin guarding the gate.

There were two assassins, one attacked Qian Dayong and the other attacked Yan Dahu.

Although Yan Dahu's kung fu was average, he was extremely strong. He was anxious, so he picked up a huge flower pot and smashed it on the assassin's head.

Although the assassin's sword cut Yan Dahu's arm, he was also knocked unconscious.

Yan Dahu snatched his sword and slashed it across his neck, killing the assassin.

The assassin who was fighting with Qian Dayong never expected that his companion would be killed in one round.

He was anxious and soon revealed his weakness, and was pierced from the front and back by Qian Dayong and Yan Dahu.

After dealing with the assassin guarding the gate, Yan Dahu wanted to shout for help, but he was worried that those who came running were ordinary people from Jiyang, and these people would only die if they encountered the ruthless assassin.

A servant who had been hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to go out and ask for help, ran out.

"Master Yan, I'm going to look for the prince. Please go to the dining hall and help."

Yan Dahu nodded, and the servant went to the stable to get the horse and headed straight for the Beiling Army camp.

Yan Dahu pulled Qian Dayong to the dining hall.

When the two arrived, they saw the frail King Lin looking like a bloodthirsty demon, his white inner garment almost completely stained red with blood.

Qian Dayong stepped forward to help, and Yan Dahu shouted loudly towards the dining hall.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Han Qingyun was squeezed like a sandwich, which was not good at all.

"It's okay, be careful."

Yan Dahu finally felt relieved and used the same trick again, picking up the flowerpot and throwing it at the assassin closest to him.

The assassin dodged and swung his sword at Yan Dahu.

Yan Dahu was so scared that he closed his eyes, thinking that he was dead this time.

Immediately afterwards, he was caught by King Lin and thrown onto an assassin.

The assassin was hit so hard that he saw stars.

Yan Dahu was also feeling uncomfortable, but he seized the opportunity, snatched his sword, and stabbed it in.

Just after killing the assassin, Yan Dahu was picked up by King Lin again.

“Kick hard!”