After a while, Nalan Wushuang woke up faintly. When he saw Timur and others in front of him, he was suddenly shocked: "You...who are you? What are you going to do?"
While speaking, Nalan Wushuang shrank back and instinctively grabbed the long sword on his body.
"girl!"
Seeing her reaction, Timur quickly raised his hands and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be nervous, we are not bad people. We just saw you floating in the river and were injured, so we rescued you.
"
As he said that, Timur couldn't help but ask: "Where is the girl from? Did she encounter bandits?"
Timur has a great sense of justice. When he saw Nalan Wushuang, a weak woman, he suddenly felt pity and wanted to help others to the end and escort her home.
"I....."
Upon hearing the inquiry, Nalan Wushuang frowned and tried hard to think about everything that had happened before, but his mind went blank and he couldn't remember anything.
"Who am I..." The more Nalan Wushuang thought about it, the more headache he got, and he also remembered in his mind: "Why am I here?"
Yes, Nalan Wushuang was injured by Prince Aotian's palm before, and then soaked in the river for several hours. He had lost his memory and completely forgot who he was and where he came from?
this.....
Seeing this situation, Timur was stunned.
The dozen Rakshasa warriors behind him also looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Soon, Timur reacted and asked: "Girl, do you remember how you fell into the water?" If the girl lost her memory, it would be troublesome.
Even if I wanted to help, I couldn't contact her family.
"I..." Nalan Wushuang bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with confusion: "I forgot."
Timur sighed, seeing her helpless look, he was about to comfort her.
Buzz!
However, at this moment, a powerful wave of aura erupted from a distance. In an instant, Timur instinctively protected Nalan Wushuang behind him, and then turned his head to look with a dozen Rakshasa warriors.
Then he saw a figure approaching quickly from the river bank a hundred meters away.
He is an extraordinary and heroic man, wearing a dark green robe, showing his dignity and extraordinaryness, but his face is filled with evil aura, and his eyes are shining with a heart-stopping light.
It was Prince Aotian who had been searching all the way.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Prince Aotian glanced across the crowd and locked eyes on Nalan Wushuang. There was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth: "Stinky girl, you are lucky, but it's a pity that you didn't fall into my hands in the end?"
After searching along the river for more than two hours, Prince Aotian was very impatient. When he saw Nalan Wushuang, he couldn't restrain himself.
Buzz!
As the last word fell, Prince Aotian erupted, wanting only Nalan Wushuang to come. At this time, Prince Aotian just wanted to kill Nalan Wushuang quickly and then return to Wudang.
As for people from the Rakshasa tribe like Temur, Prince Aotian didn't take them seriously at all.
Seeing Prince Aotian burst out and feeling the killing intent in him, Nalan Wushuang's delicate body trembled, her delicate face turned pale instantly, and she was extremely panicked.
"Wait a minute."
At this moment, Timur frowned and shouted, stopping Prince Aotian: "Your Excellency, please speak slowly. There is no need to kill a girl, right?"
His voice was not loud, but he spoke righteously.
Um?
Prince Aotian was stunned for a moment, his figure was suspended in mid-air, he looked at Timur up and down, and said coldly: "Stop meddling in other people's business and get out of here. Otherwise, I will kill you all too." His tone was arrogant and arrogant.
It's no wonder that Prince Aotian has fused the internal power of the Seven Swords of Wudang and has successfully reshaped his soul, so he won't take these Kyushu cultivators seriously at all.
This person has a very crazy tone.
Upon hearing this, Timur's face darkened.
Clang Clang...
At the same time, a dozen Rakshasa warriors around them also drew their scimitars and glared at Prince Aotian.
The purpose of the Rakshasa clan is not to stir up trouble and not be afraid of trouble, but once someone offends someone, they must deal with it with thunderous means. They all felt that the prince Aotian in front of them was very powerful, but none of the dozen or so warriors of the Rakshasa clan