"Swoosh!"

Jun Qingnan immediately ignored his image and kept hiking and avoiding it.

The man in black in the black slowly pulled out his sword from his waist, aimed it at Jun Qingnan, and said coldly, "Kill!"

Seeing this, the yamen runners protected Jun Qingnan one after another, "Protect the Sixth Prince, he cannot die!"

Jun Qingli watched this scene in the carriage and hurriedly told the people around him, "Qiubai, go and save the Sixth Prince, he is handcuffed and unable to move..."

"Master, you are the one who is unable to move, so you need protection from your subordinates..." Qiu Bai realized what he said, and his voice stopped abruptly. He nodded to Jun Qingli, got off the carriage, drew his sword to protect Jun Qingnan.

"Get out of here, I don't need you to save me." Jun Qingnan's face was deep and he roared at Qiu Bai.

"If it weren't for my master, who would have saved you?" Qiu Bai felt aggrieved and left in anger, and started fighting with the man in black.

At this time, Jun Qingli got off the carriage in a wheelchair and looked at the man in black who was stabbing at Jun Qingnan with a sword. He raised his hand to stop him and pushed him away with his back hand. "Sixth brother, are you okay?"

Jun Qingnan's face was stiff and smelly. He waved the iron chain and wrapped the man in black around him, then threw it away.

The light at the end of his eyes curled Jun Qingli and spoke sinisterly, "You don't have to worry about my affairs, and I don't need a cripple to save me!"

Jun Qingli's face turned pale, he was silent immediately, and slowly pushed the wheelchair.

"Crazy..."

The man in black found that Jun Qingnan was inconvenient to move with handcuffs and clumsy movements, so he attacked from different directions at the same time.

The moves are cruel and fierce, with a fierce murderous intent.

Jun Qingnan's eyes were heavy, and fear flashed through his eyes, but in an instant, his body was already full of color.

Dragging the heavy chain to avoid the sword in front of him, the back suddenly became cold, and there was no way to avoid it.

Just when he thought he would die, Qiu Bai's scream rang around him, "Master!"

Jun Qingnan turned his eyes and saw that Jun Qingli had already pushed the wheelchair behind him, and took a sword for him, his arms were red.

With a cold hum, there was endless mockery and sarcasm in his eyes.

Jun Qingli seemed to have not seen it, pushing the wheelchair with one hand in one hand.

Qiubai hurried over to protect him, "Master, he doesn't appreciate it, why should he save him!"

"Go, go!"

Not far away, there was a burst of urgent sound of carriages, and the green-paned carriage came from the dust.

The yamen runners looked up and were immediately excited, "It's the prince, the prince is back!"

When the man in black heard this, his hands were all in motion, and the sword in his hand became more and more fierce, pushing Jun Qingnan to death step by step.

"Zheng!" Just as the long sword was about to pierce Jun Qingnan's chest, Jun Qinghan rushed out of the carriage, broke the sword with two fingers, inserted his backhand into the neck of the man in black, sprinkling Jun Qingnan's face with passion.

Jun Qinghan came back in time, and Jun Qingnan saved his life.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, dragged the iron chain and gasped, completely losing the arrogance and nobleness he had just now.

The remaining men in black saw that the situation was wrong and looked around and said, "Retreat!"

"Chasing!" Several yamen runners were about to chase forward with their knives.

Jun Qinghan raised his hand to stop him.

Looking at the body of a man in black on the ground, a yamen runner stepped forward, tore open his shoulders and arms, and replied to Jun Qinghan: "Criminal, this is buying a murderer, not a dead man."
Chapter completed!