"Who are you and why do you want to kill me?" Jun Qingye narrowed his eyes and spoke sternly.

"You should ask the King of Hell for this question!" After saying that, the man in black brought a knife and came over.

"Looking for death!" Jun Qingye narrowed his black pupils, his eyes were filled with cruelty, and he met with bare hands.

Jun Qingchen looked at all this coldly, without any intention of helping.

He hasn't settled the score with Jun Chujing yet, so how could he help him?

Now he wishes Jun Qingye was hacked to death!

Unlike him, Jun Qingli looked worried and reminded him from time to time, "Three brother, be careful behind him."

"Thank you for your reminder, second brother." Jun Qingye avoided the killing move and thanked Jun Qingli.

When the man in black saw this scene, he glanced at Jun Qingli and frowned, "Brothers, let me go, no one here is left!"

"yes!"

When Jun Qingchen heard this, he frowned slightly, subconsciously glanced at the woman behind him, "Follow me closely."

Xueyang was caught off guard and nodded.

However, the next sentence immediately made her want to throw the person out, "Follow closely, don't drag me down!"

If anyone drags him down, he should take good care of himself first!

"Master, be careful." Qiu Bai blocked Jun Qingli's face and fought with the man in black.

"I'm fine, go and help the third prince quickly. The main purpose of these assassins is him!" Jun Qingli ordered Qiu Bai.

Hearing his voice, Jun Qingye's eyes suddenly dimly, and his actions became more and more fierce.

However, as Jun Qingli said, most of these black-clothed assassins were entangled around Jun Qingye, and their moves were fatal, which made people frightened.

"Third brother, be careful!" Seeing the long sword stabbing through Jun Qingye's back, Jun Qingli's eyes tightened, he rushed over and stopped the assassin.

Although he saved Jun Qingye, his behavior angered the assassin. The man directly cut off the front hoof of the horse under his crotch with a knife.

"Neal..." The horse was in pain and suddenly fell forward, while Jun Qingli on the back of the horse was thrown away far away.

"Bang!" With a heavy sound of landing, Jun Qingli suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his legs could no longer move.

"Second Brother!" Jun Qingchen was stunned when he saw this scene. What just happened?

At this moment, the blade with a cold light suddenly came, and Xue Yang pushed him away, "Be careful of Eighth Master!"

Soon, a strong smell of blood came violently, pouring into Jun Qingchen's breath.

When I looked up, I saw Xue Yang's entire arm was dyed with blood. My heart suddenly became tight and I said angrily, "You stupid woman, who asked you to block the knife for me?"

Xueyang was scolded so much that he didn't say anything, just frowned and covered the injured area.

"Come here, stay behind me honestly." Jun Qingchen frowned, pulled her over domineeringly and protected her beside her.

Xueyang bit her lip, and her eyes fell quietly on Jun Qingchen's side face, allowing blood to drip along her fingertips, and she didn't even take a look.

Not far away, Jun Qingye sat on the horse, glanced lightly at Jun Qingli who fell to the ground, his eyes darkened, and he just pretended that he hadn't seen it, and focused on dealing with the man in black surrounding him.

"Second Brother!" At this time, a dark figure flew over and came directly to Jun Qingli.

Qiubai also hurried over, "Master, are you okay?"

"I...I'm fine." Jun Qingli's face was pale, without any blood. As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted and was unconscious.

"Let's go!" Jun Qingfeng frowned, picked up Jun Qingli from the ground, and took it on his horse's back.

Jun Qingye looked at his voice and was stunned. Why did this person look so familiar?

Even though he was wearing a veil and black gauze covering his face and couldn't see his appearance clearly, his back looked like the dead Jun Qingnan!

No, it can't be him. Jun Qingnan has obviously been silenced by his people!

"Dadada..." Jun Qingfeng didn't leave Jun Qingye too much time to think, and directly took Jun Qingli away.

It was not until the two disappeared at the end of the long street that Jun Qingye withdrew his gaze.

Soon, bursts of rapid sound of horse hooves came quietly. The two leaders looked cold and their clothes were shining. It was Jingfeng and Zhao Ming.

"Yu..." When we reached the end of Shili Street, the group hurriedly tied the reins and stopped.

The assassin who was originally surrounding and killing Jun Qingye, Jun Qingchen and others was stunned when he saw everyone's movements.

"Come on, take down the assassin, regardless of life or death!" Jingfeng narrowed his eyes coldly and looked at the man in black and gave a stern command.

As soon as he finished speaking, the yamen runners and soldiers from the Second Prince's Mansion flocked to him.

"Wow!" I saw Jingfeng's long sword sweeping across, and the two men in black were cut off by him, and their blood was thrown away, and their heads rolled on the ground.

At this moment, a cold look flashed through his eyes, and his bloodthirsty appearance made people shudder.

When the man in black saw this scene, a trace of fear flashed through his eyes and hurriedly ordered, "Brothers, withdraw!"

"Stop!" Zhao Ming led the people to chase after him. Jingfeng raised his hand to stop him, glanced at the two corpses under his feet and said, "No need to chase them, just take money and eliminate disasters for others. There is nothing to chase."

After saying that, he turned his eyes to Jun Qingye on the horse, "Is the Third Prince okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you." Jun Qingye bowed.

"The third prince has excellent martial arts skills. I didn't expect that you would be chased by the little thief and could not fight back." Jingfeng's voice was cold. Although he had no sarcastic intention, it was really harsh when he fell into Jun Qingye's ears.

He narrowed his eyes and his voice was cold, "Today, I was negligent, so I took advantage of these little thieves!"

At this time, Jingfeng had already looked at Jun Qingchen, with concern, "Eighth Prince, are you injured?"

"I'm fine, bring the horse here quickly." Jun Qingchen hurriedly ordered

At this time, Xue Yang's entire arm was covered in blood, and a pool of redness was gathered under her feet.

Especially her pale face due to blood loss, which made people feel heavy in their hearts.

Jun Qingchen frowned, lit a few times on Xueyang, sealed the acupoints, temporarily stopped the bleeding, and then quickly tore off a piece from her sleeve and wrapped her wounds.

"Eighth Prince, the horse is here." Jingfeng personally led the horse.

Jun Qingchen picked Xueyang up and jumped onto the carriage, "She is injured, I'll take her back first, I'll leave it to you first."

"Okay, the Eighth Prince, go back quickly."

Xueyang's arm was numb from pain, and he leaned against Jun Qingchen's arms. Before leaving, a cold and fierce gaze suddenly shot towards her.

She doesn't have to look up, she knows who it is.

Jun Qingye is warning her again!

"Go!" Xueyang bit the corner of his mouth slightly, and did not raise his eyes from beginning to end, allowing Jun Qingchen to hold her and ride away.

Seeing her appearance, Jun Qingye's black pupils suddenly shrank. This woman actually ignored him. Could she resist her?
Chapter completed!