Before she could react, Yin Luzhu grabbed Ji Yanchen, and just like that, the arrow nailed her arm heavily.
"Ah!"
Yin Luzhu let out a cry from her pupils, and the blood instantly seeped through her white clothes, revealing scorching blood.
"Did you dig up Xuanqing's ancestral grave? Why does he keep targeting you? He wants your life!"
Looking at the blood seeping out of her arm, Ji Yanchen trembled slightly.
Xuanqing looked at that scene and was stunned for a moment, and the bow and arrow in his hand slowly dropped.
Ji Yanchen looked at Yin Luzhu in shock, his eyes burning with incredible light, "You..."
Yin Luzhu had a look of pain on her face, and sweat instantly soaked her face.
Pain, pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, even breathing is almost stuck.,
"Didn't you say that I would be able to recover even if I fell into the enemy's hands, but you are too delicate and frail to be injured?"
Yin Luzhu glanced at him and said, "You are very important to me."
Ji Yanchen looked at her, as if a warm sun penetrated his heart.
He knew that from this moment on, there would be one more calamity on his way to conquer the world, and its name was... Yin Luzhu.
When Yin Luzhu's actions fell into his eyes, Xuanqing's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and it was so cold that it penetrated into the bones.
He said loudly: "Yin Luzhu, this time, don't expect you to escape from the North Kingdom easily again!"
Gradually, a coldness appeared in his eyes, and the flash of hesitation was gradually replaced by bloodthirsty.
"The order of Chuangu is to kill Yin Luzhu on the spot! Whoever can take her head will be promoted to the third level and receive a reward of one thousand taels!"
Hearing his voice, Ji Yan's quiet eyes flashed with solemnity. He stared at Xuan Qing closely, but his hand had already touched the soft sword at his waist.
At this moment, a horse's neighing came.
Shen Jinzhao rushed over on a black horse. Behind him were well-trained cavalry.
But Yin Luzhu could tell at a glance that the cavalry did not come from the imperial city, but... the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Mansion!
At this moment, Xuanqing's troops had already caught up.
He glanced at the cavalry, which was less than half his number, and Shen Jinzhao, whose face was soaked with sweat, and let out a cold snort of extreme disdain from his thin lips.
"Second Young Master Shen, what do you want to do by invading my northern country with your iron cavalry?"
"Did you know? Based on your behavior, Gu Bian can kill you on the spot, and Yin Guo does not dare to say another word."
Shen Jinzhao stood up and dismounted, came to Xuanqing and looked at him.
For a while, no one spoke, and Xuan Qing was not in a hurry. He just sat lazily on the horse and looked at Shen Jinzhao with a leisurely expression.
In the silence, Shen Jinzhao suddenly saluted him, "My lord, if you kill Prince Yin, aren't you afraid that King Chu Xiang will become your enemy? At any rate, the former King Chu Xiang's palace has protected you."
"Haha." Xuanqing smiled lazily, and his eyes fell on Yin Luzhu through Shen Jinzhao.
At this moment, her white robe was stained red with blood, her arms were hanging down, and the arrow had been pulled out.
Her cheeks were extremely pale, but she stared at him with her eyes open, looking very stubborn.
"Haha."
Xuanqing chuckled again, "Prince Yin, I can spare you. Da Yin, you don't have to go back. Just stay in the Northern Kingdom."
"Not here." Yin Luzhu answered simply.
She carries a family feud on her back. Although Southern Xinjiang has been disintegrated, the remaining three vassal kings are still at large. She will try her best to ensure that they die without a burial place.