"No! There really was a fight." Yun Hongsi looked at the torn apart carriage with a sad look on her face.
The carriage suddenly exploded, and two figures leaped up.
The sound of the clash of swords was particularly harsh in this deserted small village.
Soon, two figures landed on a hill not far away, causing sand and rocks to fly in an instant, making it almost impossible to see clearly.
"My wound hurts." Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Long Qian had to stop.
Nie Qingwu and his brothers couldn't stop him, so what could she do after chasing him?
Only then did Yun Hongsi react, stand firm, and support her: "Princess, how do you feel?"
"Princess, the wheelchair is here." Yun Tianjing pushed the wheelchair behind Long Qian.
Long Qian looked back, bent down and sat down: "Why did you bring all the wheelchairs here?"
The wheelchair she made was so comfortable to sit on! She didn’t have much strength and didn’t want to take a step.
"The gift from the princess, the prince has always kept it with him." Yun Tianjing responded, pushing Long Qian forward.
"Princess, please advise the prince quickly, his leg injury is not fully healed yet."
Only then did Long Qian turn his attention back to the two people fighting on the mountainside.
"How can they be so fast? I can't see the moves at all."
The showdown between the two masters was very shocking.
However, this martial arts is too difficult, and Long Qian has little urge to learn it. Qing Kung Fu is better and is more relaxed.
Yun Tianjing originally thought about asking the princess to stop him, but unexpectedly she started to appreciate it directly.
The battle between the prince and Gu Sha is indeed worth watching, and it’s no wonder that the princess watched it so carefully.
"The prince's internal strength is far more than that. Perhaps he didn't want to take advantage of Gu Sha, so he specifically focused on the swordsmanship competition."
"No way?" Long Qian's eyes shone with envy, "Such a big stone has been split open, and you still say he left a hand?"
"Not just a hand." Yun Tianjing looked at the two people in the confrontation for a moment, "The prince only used 30% of his internal strength at most."
"Gu Sha didn't try his best. He promised that he would not kill the prince before the princess recovered. It seems to be true."
Yun Hongsi sighed slightly and reacted suddenly.
She looked back at the two people, one tall and one short, and asked anxiously: "Didn't you come here to break up the fight? Why did you become just a spectator?"
"The duel between the prince and Gu Sha is a rare sight in a thousand years!" Yuan Feijing, who was walking at the front, sighed.
Long Qian ignored Yun Hongsi, and his eyes kept following the position of the two masters.
This is not a little different from the scene in the TV series. If she still has the chance to go back, she probably won't watch martial arts dramas again.
"Your Majesty." Yun Hongxiang saw that these people were unreliable and could only rely on herself.
"Your Majesty, the princess is crying!" She shouted loudly using her inner strength, "She said she had a stomachache and missed you."
Long Qian, who felt a stomachache, blinked and looked away: "Yun Hongsi, what do you want to do?"
By saying she had a stomachache so loudly, did she want everyone to think she had a stomachache?
The sound of fighting stopped, and after "rumbling" two huge rocks fell from the mountain, the dust settled.
The two people standing on the top of the mountain faced each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
Long Qian raised her head and looked at Chu Dongling, wanting to say loudly that she didn't have a stomachache and didn't miss him.
Soon, Chu Dongling took back his long sword and jumped down from the height step by step.
Under the sun, Long Qian was mesmerized by his fast and agile movements.
