C305 Assassination

"This King doesn't like strangers around This King." Xuanyuan Chen said expressionlessly, but the corners of his eyes carried a cold aura, and when his gaze landed on Xie Qingrong's body, it immediately softened.

This was a stark contrast.

Liang Xiuxiu bit her lips, and looked at her father for help, hoping that her father would help her speak up.

However, Liang Qiusheng was unable to do anything except ignore her daughter's pleading eyes. Coughing lightly, he sat down next to Xuanyuan Chen and grabbed Liang Xiuxiu's arm, pulling her to sit beside him.

Liang Xiuxiu curled her lips in dissatisfaction. Although she was dissatisfied with her father's actions, she could only swallow down her dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

However, Liang Xiuxiu became bolder. She saw Xuanyuan Chen's chopsticks land on the Drunken Shrimp a few times, then place the Drunken Shrimp on the small plate in front of him.

He rolled up his aqua blue sleeves as if he was going to peel the shell of a shrimp.

Liang Xiuxiu volunteered, "Prince Chen, your status is noble, how can you do such a small and complicated thing like peeling the shell of a shrimp. It would be better to let maidservant help you. "

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and began to peel the shell.

Xuanyuan Chen did not stop her. In fact, his gaze did not even land on her, he only focused on peeling the shell in front of him.

After all the Intoxicated Shrimp's shell had been peeled, he pushed the small plate towards Xie Qingrong's direction.

Xie Qingrong smiled slightly, the smile on her face almost overflowing, she obediently moved the small plate in front of him, placed it in her mouth, and slowly chewed.

Before Liang Xiuxiu could finish peeling the shell, she saw an eye-piercing scene in front of him, causing him to feel as if her heart was about to break apart. She pursed her lips, and stopped peeling the shell.

He silently wiped his hands and continued to eat.

During that time, there were no more discordant sounds.

This dinner was relatively harmonious. After Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong bade farewell to Liang Qiusheng, they slowly and unhurriedly headed back towards the military camp.

"I never thought that the Prince Chen would be so popular." Xie Qingrong casually teased.

Xuanyuan Chen's face was indeed attractive, he was naturally handsome, his entire body had an ice-cold aura and noble aura, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, if a pair of deep eyes were to gaze at you, you would realize that these eyes were filled with ocean, and you would indulge in it.

Xuanyuan Chen pulled Xie Qingrong's hand, his fingers caressing the back of Xie Qingrong's tender and smooth hand, he laughed lightly: "A Rong, are you jealous?"

Xie Qingrong shot a glance at him sideways, the disdain in her eyes tilted a little, but between her brows was a smile, as though if she was not careful, this smile would spill out and cover the entire ground.

However, Xuanyuan Chen suddenly tightened his grip on Xie Qingrong, and Xie Qingrong immediately understood. He said slowly, "It seems that there are a few bugs that need your highness to take care of."

Xuanyuan Chen held the umbrella bone in one hand and loosened his grip on Xie Qingrong's body the other. He lightly scratched Xie Qingrong's nose and kissed him: "Wait a moment."

With that, he gave the black oil-paper umbrella and the black cape to Xie Qingrong, and his free hand was already placed on the sword hilt at his waist.

Xie Qingrong took a few steps back, and the five black clothed men instantly surrounded Xuanyuan Chen.

The sky was dark and dark.

He unsheathed his sword, and a cold light flashed across the ice-cold face of his blade.

In a blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Chen and the five black clothed men had already intertwined with each other.

It was a one on one fight, yet Xuanyuan Chen's imposing manner and icy cold killing intent did not decrease at all. His body quickly moved amongst the black clothed men, and the moment the long sword passed by, the five black clothed men's chests already had several sword wounds.

The battle continued, but Xie Qingrong seemed to be annoyed, she shouted: "Finish it quickly."

Only then did Xuanyuan Chen increase his speed, to the point where only an afterimage was left. When the five black-clothed men heard Xie Qingrong's voice, one of the black-clothed men immediately broke through the encirclement.

Raising his sword, he stabbed towards Xie Qingrong!

However, his body was still floating in the air. It was as if he had been met with some resistance. He fell down from the sky. After he landed on the ground, there was no more life left in him.

Xie Qingrong still stood at her original position, holding onto her black oil paper umbrella, and holding onto Xuanyuan Chen's black cape.

Only the three thin blades on her wrist indicated that she had made her move. However, with a slight raise of her hand, an extremely thin silver needle pierced through the black-clothed man's throat, taking his life in the blink of an eye.

Withdrawing the blade, Xuanyuan Chen took out the white kernels s and carefully wiped the remaining scarlet blood on his sword. After completely wiping it clean, only then did the sword return to its sheath.

He put on his cloak, held up his oil-paper umbrella, and continued to walk leisurely.

Behind Xuanyuan Chen, four corpses were lying on his back. His throat was cut open and fresh blood kept dripping down into the white snow, dying the place red. It was like a red plum blossom, only that the petals of the red plum blossom were extremely huge.

"A Rong, how are you?" Xuanyuan Chen asked in concern. Just now, when he saw the black clothed man thrusting towards Xie Qingrong, her heart was immediately lifted to her throat. Even though he knew that Xie Qingrong had the ability to deal with him, he was still extremely worried.

"Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, I had once walked over fearlessly. How could I put such a good-for-nothing killer in my eyes?" Xie Qingrong was confident and arrogant.

Perhaps, from the onlookers' perspective, Xie Qingrong was boasting quite shamelessly, but from Xuanyuan Chen's perspective, what she had said was probably the truth.

Xuanyuan Chen knocked on Xie Qingrong's head, his eyes looking far ahead, the vast expanse of whiteness, but he solemnly promised: "In the future, no matter if it's wind, snow, mountain or sea of flames, I will accompany you!"

"Alright." Xie Qingrong nodded her head, a serious look flashing past her eyes, and she took the initiative to hold Xuanyuan Chen's hand.

"But, who does A Rong think will be the culprit behind this matter?" Xuanyuan Chen squinted his eyes, the gloominess in them could be seen. He had already made a guess and was waiting for it to be verified.

"If my guess is not wrong, it should be that Wu Huan envoy. His goal should be to investigate our background. Therefore, these five assassins that were sent out, their abilities are all very low. It's practically the shame of the world of assassins. "

Even though he said that, although Xie Qingrong disdained the strength of the killers, her dark eyes contained a trace of killing intent. It was very faint, almost impossible to see, and her other hand that was hidden under the cape clenched slightly.

"A Rong seems to be very knowledgeable in the area of assassination." Xuanyuan Chen asked casually.

"Yes." Xie Qingrong nodded and admitted it, "No one knows this industry better than me." The tone was carefree and distant, as if it could reach the horizon.

Xuanyuan Chen's heart tightened. He suddenly remembered the past and the hearts that Xie Qingrong had once told him before, which made him want to bury everything.

Since then, there had been no mention of her past.