Xu Buling nodded. He wanted to go to the document library to find out the news. Zhang Xiang was in charge of the document library himself. He was thinking about whether the assassin could come in handy. Suddenly, a shout came from a distance:

"Does go!"

"Your Highness the Prince is careful!"

Xu Buling was stunned. He looked up and found that the black-clothed assassin rushed towards him with a sword.

Old Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a slight sound:

"This kid is so ignorant that he treats His Highness the Prince as a soft persimmon..."

Old Xiao said that, and was about to step forward, but Xu Buling gently raised his hand to stop him, and then looked terrified:

"Protect the car!"

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The cold wind whistles.

The black-clad assassin held a long sword in his hand and retreated step by step under the attack of the hook sickle spear and the goose-ling knife. He failed to assassinate just now, and Zhang Xiang was hit by a palm on his back, his thin lips appeared black and blue, and his steps gradually became unstable.

Seeing that more and more wolves were surrounding him, it became a situation of death if he dragged them down. The black-clad assassin showed some determination in his eyes. He was about to rush back to Longyin Pavilion, but under the corner of the wall outside Longyin Pavilion, a beautiful young man wearing a fox fur and a family man were gathering together to watch.

She had seen this noble son in Sun's shop once, and was poisoned by the weak complexion, so she was deeply impressed. She just heard from passers-by that he was the prince's son and had a unique status.

In normal times, she would definitely not pay attention to these ignorant princes and nobles, but at this time she was in a desperate situation and saw such a big hostage in front of her, what else could she choose?

The black-clad assassin did not hesitate at all. He stepped on the long street with his shoes, almost shattering the bluestone tiles. His figure rose from the ground in the wind and snow. In the blink of an eye, he rushed out more than ten feet away and came to the handsome young master.

"Protect the car!"

The young man was filled with horror and wanted to escape in a panic.

The elderly Ding from his hometown was shocked, threw down his crutch and turned around and ran away, ignoring the master beside him at all.

The black-clad assassin seized the critical opportunity, grabbed the young man's shoulder and pulled him into his arms, put the long sword in his hand on his neck, facing the wolf guards chasing him.

"stop!"

The households of the Wolf Guard were shocked and rushed to stop the subordinates who were still rushing forward. They knew that Xu Buling had good martial arts skills, but he could not be the opponent of the assassin. If Prince Su died at the hands of the assassin, he would probably have to be buried with the little prince from commander Zhang Xiang to the Wolf Guard present.

At this time, the Baihu could only stop three meters away with his knife and said anxiously:

"Bold thief, let go of the prince!"

The black-clothed assassin was a little shorter than Xu Buling. He grabbed Xu Buling's shoulder with one hand and clamped the sword with the other hand. His posture was a bit difficult. Her breathing was unstable, and she glanced at the wolf guards surrounding him:

"Get out of here."

The sound is a bit light and empty, and you can feel the cool temperament by just smelling the sound.

Breathing blows through your ears, bringing the faint fragrance of orchids.

Xu Buling expressed his nervous expression, raised his hands and signaled that the wolf guards to get out of impulse:

"Get out of the way, don't be impulsive..."

"Don't talk!"

The black-clad assassin said coldly, then hugged Xu Buling's waist, forced himself to jump onto the wall, and galloped outside Dayefang:

"I dare to catch up, I will kill him now!"

Many wolf guards looked pale, and they wanted to chase but didn't dare to chase them. They stood there in a daze and didn't know what to do.
Chapter completed!