As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, the prince felt his heart suddenly relaxed: "Uncle!"
Fu Yun Xi patted his back soothingly, his eyes fell on Zhuang Han Ming, and when he spoke again, his voice was bone-chillingly cold: "Where is she?"
Who is "she"? The prince naturally knew that Fu Yun Xi was talking about Zhuang Han Yan. He gritted his teeth, raised his head, and tremblingly pointed in a direction: "That way."
Without saying a word, Fu Yun Xi immediately ordered several guards to protect the Crown Prince and mounted his horse.
"Prince Uncle!" The Crown Prince suddenly called him from behind. Fu Yun Xi turned around. The little prince looked hesitant, with a hint of hope: "She's still alive, right?"
Fu Yun Xi said nothing, silently waved the whip, and the horse galloped away. The man in white on the horse had a calm look, but his tightly pursed lips revealed his emotions.
Zhuang Han Yan, you must stay alive.
The cliff was filled with bloody and foul smells. Two of the seven people were dead. The eight-foot-tall burly man was hit by a big knife by this girl who had not yet reached the age of marriage.
They have never seen such a desperate girl. It is a bit too much to call her a girl. When the outer coat that was in the way was thrown off, the thin body wrapped in it was clearly just a child. But why did she have such a bloodthirsty look, as if they were all dead.
In the thrilling confrontation, Han Yan was already covered in wounds. A big man saw that she was exhausted and hit her hard from behind. As if her whole heart began to tremble, Han Yan fell heavily, and the blood was like mist. She struggled to stand up, but another man immediately kicked her in the knee. Her legs softened and she knelt down. She raised her head, her face was covered in blood, and she was no longer the well-behaved and lovely girl she usually was.
In this world, life is the last thing that can be decided by people. Han Yan had a mocking smile on her face. She had been cautious at every step, but she still couldn't escape the inevitable death. This was God against her, so why should he give her a chance to be reborn! She hated it, hated the injustice of God, and hated those who harmed her. But now, was she really going to die? With the moves taught by Chai Jing and her own desperate momentum, she finally killed two people, she was not soft-hearted at all.
She laughed out loud: "One for three, I made a profit."
She was hit hard on the back of her head, and then the blade flashed and chopped straight at the back of her neck. She closed her eyes, afraid that she couldn't escape this time, so it was better this way.
The wind was three feet high. A head fell to the ground, and hot blood splattered all over the rough ground.
It was another person who fell.
The burly man didn't even get to see who it was before his head and body were separated. The rest of the men prepared to attack, but they only saw their white shirts fluttering as their horses galloped. Their movements were as fast as lightning, and they only heard a few 'swish' sounds. The wind was silent, and all around was dead silent.
Han Yan slowly opened her eyes and saw Fu Yun Xi sitting on his horse, looking down at her. His eyes were still filled with murderous intent, as if he was a fallen immortal tainted with sin and possessed by a demon. His usually calm and self-controlled appearance was now filled with deep worry.
The sword in his hand was still dripping blood. Han Yan forced a smile, perhaps wanting to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say, so she stretched out her hand: "I'm fine." As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.
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