Sick Prince Rescue Plan

A fight is inevitable, and this quiet street is the battlefield.

Some people found that something was wrong, so they didn't dare to go out to check, the movement outside was really appalling.

There is the sound of the coldness of swords colliding, and the wailing of some people before death, mixed together, it is not good to hear.

Compared with the last time in Syracuse, the number of assassins has more than ten times. However, Jun Yuwan and the others have planned early and they have soldiers and horses to **** them to completely crush the assassins in number.

But this time the assassins were all very good, and they really couldn't completely take them down for a while.

Countless people came straight to Xiao Jinshao regardless of the cost, and even Jun Yuwan could not be regarded as their goal.

Their purpose is very clear, staring at Xiao Jinshao from beginning to end!

Don't let his fate not give up!

Jun Yuwan was particularly annoyed when she saw this: "If you can't do it, you can play Yin, and that's how you can do it. When we get back alive, their good days will come to an end!"

Xiao Jinshao was behind her back to back with her right hand raised, and the sleeve arrow was always aimed at the surrounding assassins. Seeing her annoyed little appearance, she unexpectedly felt very cute. If Yu Wan was a cat, she should be in a state of frying hair now. .

He chuckled, "Wan Wan is not angry, this is a dying struggle, naturally it is more intense."

Jun Yuwan snorted, and smashed a half-handed assassin backhand to death, and shook his wrist, "My hands are numb, it's endless... really annoying!"

Xiao Jinshao saw the stitches, "I'll rub it for you in a while, be good."

Su Qiancheng on one side frowned. With a wave of his sleeves, a piece of white powder fluttered in the wind. He glanced at the two uncomfortably: "The enemy is now, can you not disturb the military spirit? I know that you two are fine now, but take care of it. Is it okay for others to feel?"

Jun Yujue immediately cast a glimpse of appreciation.

Jun Yuwan touched her nose embarrassedly, "I see."

...

Everyone worked together. After all, the assassin was outnumbered. The last sword fell, and the assassin fell to the ground at the end of the assassination.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and it was a bit nauseous after a long time. Jun Yuwan took out the concentration pill she had been carrying in her arms, gave Xiao Jinshao one, and then shared it with everyone.

The scent of coolness went straight to his throat, and finally suppressed the nausea. Xiao Jinshao exhaled a cold breath, turned around and squeezed Jun Yuwan's hand, and found her hand trembling slightly, and quickly squeezed her. finger.

"Does it hurt?"

Holding the dagger for such a long time, I dared not relax for a moment, Jun Yuwan's knuckles were now red, Xiao Jinshao kneaded slowly, gently turning her wrist from time to time.

"Fortunately, people can do nothing, this pain is nothing."

Jun Yuwan leaned on him and left with him.

Jun Yujue rummaged over the assassin's body, "There is nothing symbolizing identity, so be cautious."

Su Qiancheng disdainfully threw the sword in his hand aside, took a kerchief, and carefully wiped his fingers, "No matter how cautious the fox is, it will leave loopholes. Even if it doesn't, we can let him have it."

Jun Yuwan became energetic when she heard these words, "Hey, uncle, are you planning to frame up?"

Su Qiancheng: "..."

He glared at her fiercely, "What's framing? It's just giving them back their identity. Anyway, there is no proof, what identity, don't you just let us say?"