601. Chapter 600 Ranma Zhengrong turned against each other 23
The soldier had a strange expression on his face, but he retracted his movement to stop him.
Arnold held the knife tightly and walked to the deck. At this time, the people on the opposite boat had jumped onto the deck here. The two sides fought together. Although they were evenly matched, the Yuan army kept crawling towards the boat.
She rushed to the fighting group and shouted loudly, "I want to find real gold, I want to see real gold."
"Arnold, be careful." Wen Yingyun flew over, grabbed her and hid aside.
Two arrows hit the spot where Arnold had just been standing. The speed was obviously trying to take her life. Arnold was not surprised. She had known that someone among the pursuers wanted to kill her.
This time she rushed out just to find the person who wanted to shoot her.
Looking along the trajectory of the arrow, I saw a man wearing a khaki robe. He took a bow and shot the arrow in one go, and the arrow came from the string.
Wen Yingyun raised his sword and immediately deflected the arrow, and his eyes were like two sharp knives directed at the person who shot the arrow.
"Wen Yingyun, can you take me there?" Arnold held Wen Yingyun's arm with a firm look in his eyes.
Wen Yingyun slowly closed his eyes and then opened them slowly, his eyes clear, "Okay, I'll take you there." He hugged Arnold and flew up on his toes, the river breeze blew their clothes,
Like a beautiful flower that blooms in an instant.
The other party seemed not to have expected such a sudden change, and tried to stop it but was unable to resist it. Wen Yingyun's sword was like the scythe of the god of death, and the sword's blade would definitely kill someone.
Arnold did not close her eyes, her eyes were clear and transparent, looking at the fallen soldiers one by one.
The man in the khaki robe burst out laughing at the sight, "Amul, you are sending yourself to death." After saying that, he threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the deck, pulled out the scimitar from his waist and rushed forward quickly.
come over.
"Wen Yingyun, can you beat him?" Arnold looked up at Wen Yingyun, her eyes full of trust.
Wen Yingyun took a deep breath, as if a heavy burden fell on his shoulders at that moment. "Hold me tight."
Arnold nodded and held Wen Yingyun's waist tightly with his hands.
Wen Yingyun's hand holding the sword tightened again. He had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if he wanted to stop time at this moment and let Arnold trust him wholeheartedly.
The river wind brought a chill and blew on his face. He was once a knight, wandering the rivers and lakes with debauchery; now he is a general, fighting on the battlefield and slaying enemies with his sword; at this moment, he is just a man on the verge of death, fighting to the death for his lover.
Never give up, never leave, what you really want is just the last glimmer of hope.
"You are looking for death." The man in khaki robes flew towards him, his movements were extremely fast, and his kung fu was obviously not weak.
Wen Yingyun let out a soft drink, and held the sword in his hand across his chest. The blow was like a huge stone falling down, and it was so heavy that his jaw went numb.
Arnold glanced sideways, raised his hand quickly, and a layer of white powder spread out, spreading all over the man's face. This was the lime powder she had prepared at Diaoyu Mountain a long time ago, and it came in handy at this time.
The opponent was caught off guard and wanted to retreat after being hit.
Wen Yingyun was waiting for this opportunity. He stabbed the opponent with the long sword repeatedly, leaving three wounds on the opponent's body.
Arnold put his hand into his arms and took out a shining golden token, "Look clearly, this is the crown prince's real gold token. I am the crown prince's special envoy and came to Diaoyu Mountain to persuade him to surrender."