Yuan Qingling secretly screamed, and the scalpel in her hand flew out, but was easily swung away by the killer with his sword. She couldn't even pull Man'er away, and the way forward and back was blocked.
She supported Man'er and stood up slowly. Since there was no way out, let's wait and see whether the other party wanted his life or something else. The purpose was nothing more than her or Man'er.
"Crown Princess, King of Southern Xinjiang, please come with us!" The leader, a man in black, pointed his sword at Yuan Qingling and said coldly.
Yuan Qingling protected Man'er behind him and asked: "Who are you? Where are you taking us?"
"You don't have to ask, you'll know when you get there!" The man said, whistled, and saw a carriage driving in. The man driving the carriage was also wearing black clothes and covering his face. He could wear black clothes and cover his face in the area of Prince An's Mansion.
It is conceivable that Prince An's Mansion was not taken seriously at all. Of course, it is also possible...
There were swords around the two men's necks. Man'er tried to struggle, but was punched in the face. He almost fainted. After being thrown into the carriage, they were tied up with ropes. Yuan Qing saw that Man'er's shoulders and arms were injured.
She was injured, but the bleeding did not stop, and she said angrily: "Let her stop bleeding first, otherwise, she will die of excessive blood loss. If she dies, what is the use of catching her?"
These people didn't care. After they were tied tightly, the curtains were closed, and the sound of whips was heard. The carriage just drove out, but suddenly stopped. Man'er kicked open the curtains with his feet, and saw a man coming down with a sword in the wind.
, he was dressed in red, and looked particularly dazzling in this dark night. His long sword was thrown in an arc in the air and then stabbed like a meteor. As soon as he took action, he picked up the handlebar style and landed steadily.
Got on the carriage.
"It's Master Hongye!" Man'er shouted excitedly, "Master Hongye, please save the Crown Princess."
Hong Ye's eyes were cold and he glanced at them. His handsome face had a gloomy and murderous aura. This was the first time Yuan Qingling saw such a murderous look on his face.
The four killers stood up lightly, and a heavy net of swords was immediately intertwined in front of their eyes. The sword energy was domineering and cold, drawing blood everywhere. Man'er had just resisted with all his strength, but could not break out of the encirclement. His few moves were so light, but he continued to strike.
Two or three people.
Yuan Qingling really couldn't see the subtlety of his swordsmanship. She seemed to be able to use such a move, but why was Hongye so powerful?
The crisis was almost over. Only one person was stubbornly resisting and could be easily defeated. Yuan Qingling asked Man'er, "How can I see the tricks of these swordsmanship? I can also use them."
Man'er was also watching the battle, with a look of shock in his eyes, and said: "No, the swordsmanship is ordinary, but behind Neili, even if the enemy can dodge the sword, he cannot dodge the sword aura. Those who are injured are all injured by the sword aura."
, Mr. Hongye’s internal strength is amazing, it’s really amazing that he can have such internal strength at his age.”
Yuan Qingling didn't know much about martial arts. Hearing Man'er's shock, he asked, "How does he compare with the prince?"
Man'er said: "In terms of internal strength, he is deeper than His Highness the Prince, but in terms of the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship, he is far inferior to the Prince. It's just... sometimes when the internal strength reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter whether the swordsmanship is exquisite or not.
, infused with internal energy, dead branches and flying flowers can kill people."
In other words, in terms of true strength, he is more powerful than Lao Wu.
Man'er suddenly took a breath and said, "Oh my god, Princess, look, Mr. Hongye can cut off all these people's tendons and hamstrings with such precision."
Yuan Qingling looked over and saw that Hongye had killed everyone. None of them were dead. They had multiple wounds on their bodies, their hands and feet were picked everywhere, and blood was pouring out. They could neither walk nor die.
Hongye landed on the carriage, used his sword to open the rope for them, looked at Yuan Qingling and asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thank you!" Yuan Qingling rubbed her wrist and looked at the few drops of blood remaining on his face, "Are you injured?"
"Their blood!" Hongye stretched out his hand to wipe it off, his face still calm, "As long as everything is fine, you can go back first, I will guard here. I have sent A Chou to invite people from Jingzhao Mansion to come over."
Yuan Qingling remembered the handlebar type and ran back immediately. The sword was hit in the chest by the handlebar type and he was dead.
It had not been long since this car handle arrived. Yuan Qingling knew that he still had a young child to care for at home, but he suffered such a misfortune, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.