I want to say, you are a ghost or a human. Even if you are a human, you still scare people in the middle of the night. How did you get in?!

But before I could say anything, the surrounding scenery seemed to spin in the darkness, everything became blurry, and nothing could be seen clearly. When I woke up again, it was already the third year of King Qin Zhuangxiang. Oh my god, I must be dreaming!

But why is this dream so long and I still haven’t woken up?!

…

Suddenly, "cheep, cheep..." The carriage stopped suddenly, and a shaking pulled me out of my half-dream state. I raised my hand to rub my eyes, and then I heard the sound of soldiers and horses fighting outside the car window, "Hey, ha, bang.

, bang..."

You won't be robbed, right? A live version of real-life hand-to-hand fighting is taking place outside the carriage!

Thinking of this, my heart went crazy. I turned my head with some fear to look at the strange boy sitting upright next to me. I saw that he still had an expressionless and calm look on his face.

"Aren't you afraid at all?" I couldn't help but ask this weirdo.

Without even raising his eyelids, he lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Life and death are destiny, so why should we be afraid?"

God, this man is not a little strange, he said such a thing at such a young age! But then I thought, someone must be secretly protecting him, that's why he looked so fearless, thinking about it, I also became a little bolder

, the heart that was in my throat just now dropped slightly to my chest.

But this was the first time I encountered this situation. In addition to fear and excitement, I also had a little curiosity. I quietly put my head close to the car window and peeked out through the gap in the car curtain.

A shiny machete cut off the arm of a strong man in black. The strong man in black ignored the wound and was still struggling for his life. Seeing this bloody fighting scene, I couldn't help but clench my teeth.

Biting her lower lip tightly, she suppressed the growing tension and panic in her heart.

Several men in black had fallen down next to the strong man in black. The two groups were fighting to the death. A burst of cold arrows came, but they were all blocked by Heimu and the others. I looked up at the thin car curtain, but I didn’t know.

If there is an arrow that is not blocked, will it be able to stop it?

There was a "swish" sound, and whatever I was worried about came, an arrow with a faint blue light shot from the dark place. I instinctively threw myself down, but when I looked sideways, I saw that the weird man was still sitting calmly with no expression on his face, not angry.

Find a place.

Could it be that this person is a piece of wood?

I stepped forward to grab him and wanted to throw him down. Unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder, and then I heard Heimu's voice: "The hidden arrows are poisonous, protect the prince."

What?! I saved the prince, is he Yingzheng? The first emperor to unify China!

However, I don’t want to be hit by an arrow. In this ancient time when medical care was backward, if I was hit by a poisonous arrow, my life would end!

I don't know whether it was the poison from the curare, or the rush of fire attacking my heart. My head felt dizzy. I closed my eyes, but I really didn't have the courage to take another look at the poisonous arrows on my body.

"Go back to the palace quickly and send for the imperial doctor."

"Hi."

…

The journey was bumpy and the horse was moving fast. I was sweating profusely in pain, and someone was wiping the sweat from my forehead.

"Your Highness, let me come."

"No need, draw your sword quickly and force out the poison!"

The material on my shoulder was torn open, and my shoulder shivered with pain. I opened my eyes slightly and looked at my shoulder. Black arrow feathers stood in front of me.

A warm arm hugged me tightly, and with a "stab" sound, the arrow was taken out. I couldn't help but scream at the excruciating pain. A pair of slightly cold hands firmly supported my shaking shoulders, and my ears

A gentle whisper sounded next to him, "Hold it..."

Then, someone was squeezing the wound on my shoulder hard. In ancient times without anesthesia, this kind of pain was hundreds of times more painful than a broken bone. I quickly passed out and all sounds were far away from me.
Chapter completed!