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Feng Ningyan was shocked, she cried out involuntarily: "He said to advance and retreat together! If you don't leave, then I won't leave either! "

He was King Yu of the Great Wu. He was the most suitable person to inherit the imperial authority! With him, the world would be at peace ….

How could he underestimate his own safety so much?

There were countless enemies in front of his eyes. The three of them had a chance of winning against the enemy together, but he was alone, so how could he resist?

"Now is the time to advance and retreat together!" Shen Ling Jue said solemnly, "As long as you leave, these people won't be able to trap me!"

Feng Ningyan's mind raced, and she immediately understood. With Shen Lingjue's lightness techniques, it was an easy task for him to get rid of these assassins. Even if she and Jing Qi stayed behind, he would still be distracted and unable to escape.

Jing Qi clearly understood Shen Lingjue's intention. He pulled on the reins of Feng Ning Yan's war horse and said, "Esteemed wangfei, quick, let's go!"

The situation was urgent, so Feng Ning Yan didn't have time to think about it further. She subconsciously listened to Shen Ling Jue's words and charged out of the encirclement with Jing Zhan.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look, only to see Shen Ling Jue blocking all the assassins, but the enemy's firepower was also focused on him.

Feng Ning Yan's heart ached as she loudly shouted, "Ling Jue!"

Shen Ling Jue turned his head and saw that Feng Ning Yan was actually coming back. With a cold expression, he decisively ordered, "Let's go!"

He waved the long sword in his hand, and the man in black felt a burst of sword Qi. It was extremely sharp, and he took a few steps back in shock.

Shen Ling Jue took this opportunity to remove the thumb ring. With a light flick, the ring flew out and struck Feng Ning Yan's horse.

The warhorse whined in pain. It turned its head and kicked off into the distance.

The horse had already lost control. No matter how Feng Ning Yan pulled the reins or how Huhe reprimanded her, she was unable to stop the frightened horse.

The biting cold wind blew up Feng Ning Yan's long hair. The sand and fallen leaves blew across her face. In the haze, tears silently flowed down.

Shen Ling Jue! You fool...

The horse finally slowed down a few miles away. Only then did Feng Ning Yan manage to control the horse and stop it by the roadside.

Just as he stopped, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. Jing Qi had caught up and shouted: "Royal Concubine! Are you alright? "

Feng Ning Yan held the reins tightly and nodded her head. However, she was concerned about Shen Ling Jue's safety, and seeing that there was still no sign of Shen Ling Jue coming to meet her at the end of the road, her heart burned with anxiety.

She waited for a moment before saying to Jing Qi, "If he could escape, he would have come a long time ago." No, we have to go back and meet the Prince! "

On one side, he had to listen to Shen Lingjue's instructions to protect the wangfei. On the other side, his duty was to not let Shen Lingjue fight against so many assassins by himself.

He hesitated and said, "Princess, don't worry. His Royal Highness's kung fu is peerless, he will be fine. He doesn't need to be distracted to take care of us right now. He'll definitely be able to break out of the encirclement soon."

Feng Ningyan's mind was in turmoil, her face turning pale from anxiety.

Thinking about how Shen Ling Jue had to face so many men in black by himself, Feng Ning Yan's eyelids jumped. She had a bad premonition.

Even the warhorse seemed to sense its master's anxiety. It was also breathing uneasily, tramping back and forth.

Feng Ning Yan simply couldn't listen to Jing Zhan's words of consolation. Thinking about how Shen Ling Jue might be injured and bleeding, her heart felt as though she was being thrown into a raging fire.

"With his Qing Gong, if escaping is easy, he would have caught up to us long ago!" Finishing her words, Feng Ning Yan turned her horse around and headed in the direction she came from.

Since it was impossible for Jing Qi to do so, he had no choice but to ride his horse to keep up with her.

Not long after, the two of them returned to the Pingping Tavern. However, the inn was even more dilapidated than before, and even the main building and walls had collapsed.

Beneath the broken wall, there were traces of blood and corpses of the man in black. Other than the vultures pouncing towards them, there was not a single living thing left.

Shocked, Feng Ning Yan urged her horse inside. She looked around and saw that there were only about 20 corpses. Shen Ling Jue and the rest of the assassins in black had actually disappeared without a trace.

"They're not here anymore!" she exclaimed.

When Jing Qi saw this scene, his face turned serious. He immediately dismounted from his horse and started searching for traces on the ground. After stepping over a pile of firewood, he suddenly discovered a messy hoof print.

He quickly shouted, "It's the mark of the prince's horse!"

Those assassins didn't ride their horses. Their horses recognized them as their masters, and the hooves that extended outwards could only be left behind by Shen Lingjue.

There were messy footprints on the back which were in the same direction as the prints on the horses' hooves. Both of them had entered the forest beyond the broken wall.

Feng Ning Yan was shocked. She quickly walked over to take a closer look, and her expression turned even more serious. "There's something wrong with these hoof prints, one deep and one shallow, it seems like … His horse is injured! "

Her heart skipped a beat, and she could not help but recall the scene of Shen Ling Jue not being able to win in a battle and riding his horse into the forest in order to escape from the pursuers.

Even his warhorse was injured. I wonder if he was injured?

Jing Qi felt a burst of fear and anxiously said, "Esteemed wangfei, it's a good thing we're back. Your highness might be in a dangerous situation!"

Feng Ningyan looked at the blood all over the ground. She was more afraid and anxious than Jing Qi, but right now, the two of them could not afford to lose control of their minds.

She stood up, puffed out her chest and proudly said: "Jingqi, you are right! His Royal Highness's kung fu was peerless. Nothing would happen to him! "Go, go find him!"

Both of them jumped onto the horses and began to follow the tracks in the forest.

Along the way, one could occasionally see traces of fighting and bloodstains on the grass.

Even though she saw the bloodstain, Feng Ning Yan was still comforting herself that it wasn't Shen Ling Jue's blood.

After chasing for a while, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound of flowing water, as if there was a waterfall nearby.

Amidst the sound of water, there were also sounds of weapons clashing and shouts mixed in.

"The prince is over there!" Feng Ning Yan identified the direction and made a hand signal with her hand, and the two of them immediately rushed over.

When they reached the end of the forest, their eyes suddenly lit up. A river shining golden under the sunlight appeared before them.

Beside a tree by the river, Shen Ling Jue's horse was lying on the ground. His stomach was pierced by a weapon, and fresh blood dyed his snow-white horse's abdomen red.

This horse was gifted to him by the Emperor, and was very understanding of human nature. After following Shen Ling Jue for so many years, after coming to Ningnan County, he went through life and death situations with him, going through many adventures, and became even more loyal and brave.

Seeing the steed's stomach pierced, Feng Ning Yan felt as if she had lost a close friend. She felt extreme pain in her heart, but had no time to pay attention to it, because at the same time she also saw Shen Ling Jue who was forced to the river bank by the killer.

This river was very wide and deep, and on both sides were strange rocks that looked like cliffs.

At the end of the river, there was a three hundred meter waterfall. The sound of the waterfall crashing down was deafening.

There were dozens of assassins surrounding Shen Ling Jue, he had already been forced back to the edge of the cliff, and was still waving his sword to block the attack.

However, his clothes were covered in blood, and where the cloth had been torn, there were obvious marks of sword and saber wounds.

The blood colored flames burned Feng Ning Yan's eyes. She wished that she could bear the pain and pain!

She shouted hoarsely, "Your Highness! We're back! " As he spoke, he leapt out of the bushes and slashed out with his sword!

This strike was accompanied by ten thousand layers of grief and anger, and it was so powerful that even the assassins nearby heard the sound of the wind breaking. He hastily turned around to defend, but it was already too late. In the time it took for a spark to fly, his throat had been pierced by a sharp sword.