He comforted Chen Caihe, then opened the car curtain and looked at the situation outside.
I saw countless black-clad and masked assassins surrounding the place.
It's just that those silver-armored guards were too powerful to be attacked by the assassins, so the leader of the assassins made a gesture.
A dozen assassins took a step back and threw something at the silver-armored guard.
Just a few bangs were heard, smoke exploded, and the silver-armored guards who had no time to dodge became weak. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground, and people fell down one after another.
Wen Qiyu realized that the situation was a bit bad, and these people were obviously well prepared.
He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, turned back to Chen Caihe and said, "Stay in the car and don't get off."
Wen Qiyu opened the curtain and jumped onto the roof of the car. The surrounding smoke had dissipated.
He was dressed in white clothes and holding a sword in his hand, looking down at the assassins around him.
The leader glanced at Wen Qiyu and then gave the order: "Kill."
Wen Qiyu jumped off the carriage, the sword in his hand was swept away by the wind, and several assassins fell down.
Then the sound of weapons clashing together with the smell of blood came along the mountain road.
Chen Caihe was sitting in the carriage, and his heart was so nervous that he was about to jump out of his chest.
She secretly looked out through the gap in the car curtain and saw Wen Qiyu alone, facing more than a dozen assassins. People kept falling down, but there was no trace of blood on Wen Qiyu's white clothes.
In the midst of this bloody killing, what she saw was still the elegant and elegant young man in white, with the sun shining brightly.
These assassins never thought that Wen Qiyu's skills were so powerful.
More than a dozen of them could not hurt him.
Seeing his companions fall one by one, the assassin leader regretted his actions.
Who said that Wen Qiyu, a first-rank minister, was a weak scholar?
They were afraid of the Silver Armored Guards, thinking that as long as they were captured, Wen Qiyu would be a lamb to be slaughtered.
Unfortunately, they miscalculated.
The Silver Armored Guard is simply a cover.
Wen Qiyu neatly killed the last assassin. A drop of blood fell from the sword in his hand, and then it became as bright as new.
When Chen Caihe saw that all the assassins had fallen, her hanging heart relaxed.
She opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, walking towards Wen Qiyu, when she saw the assassin behind him standing up again.
She broke into a cold sweat and shouted: "Sir, kid."
Chen Caihe rushed over, pushed Wen Qiyu away with all his strength, and then stabbed a sword into her shoulder blade.
The severe pain made her feel as if she was about to die.
Wen Qiyu turned around and saw this scene. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the assassin leader's head was missing.
He threw away the sword in his hand, hugged Chen Caihe and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come down? What are you doing to save me?"
Chen Caihe looked at him and said: "My miserable life is not worth mentioning, but you are different, Mr. Wen. You are a good official and cannot die!"
What's more, you also saved my life, sought justice for me, and avenged me."
Wen Qiyu said: "As an official of the imperial court, seeking justice for you is what I should do, but saving my life is not what you should do.
You must remember that no one is noble or inferior, and all lives are equal.
Don't be so stupid again and casually give your life for others, you know?"
Chen Caihe smiled slightly, this man would always tell her a lot of truths.
He would never look down upon her or look down upon her.
He was really a very, very good man, and she was very glad that she pushed him away.
If she could exchange her life for his, she felt it was worth it.
Of course, it was impossible for her to say these words to Wen Qiyu.
She asked: "Mr. Wen, are you injured? Why are there blood stains on your body?"