C791 791 Who Saves

She lowered her eyes and did not speak, she closed her eyes and thought back to everything that happened since she met Yan Yuan.

Tears, insensibly, filled her whole face.

The number of people gradually increased. Within the crowd, a few people began to quietly squeeze forward, separating the onlookers from the rest. The surrounding people emitted a cold killing intent, but these ordinary commoners did not feel it.

One by one, they stared curiously and excitedly at the execution platform. This was the first time they had seen a Royal Family member beheaded.

Not long after, the sound of the executioner's deep voice rang out on the execution platform. "Time's up, behead!"

After the execution order fell from the executioner's hand, Liu Ruo Qing slowly opened his eyes, and closed them again.

"Goodbye, Yan Yuan."

Your favor towards me is the debt that I am the most unwilling to pay in my life. In my next life, let Qing Er go find you first and we can change our identities to get to know each other again.

A teardrop fell from her tightly shut eyes. The sunlight reflected off the teardrops, making them sparkle. But very quickly, this sparkling teardrop disappeared into the air.

The executioner's sword was raised high into the air. The sword reflected the dazzling sunlight, causing the spectators who were standing far away to subconsciously close their eyes.

The people in the front row looked at each other. As the executioner's blade slowly fell down, there was a metallic sound. The executioner felt his wrist go numb and the blade in his hand fell to the ground.

"Someone is robbing the Dharma Idol!"

Wang Yuan, who was standing on the execution platform, stared blankly for half a second before shouting in a stern voice. He pointed at the group of black-clothed people that suddenly appeared on the execution platform and said, "Seize them."

The sounds of sabers being drawn began to ring out intermittently, followed by the sounds of swords clashing. It was the guards at the execution grounds fighting with the people at the site.

Liu Ruo Qing opened her eyes and looked at the black clothed man who was fighting with the guards in front of him.

Could it be eighth brother's men?

Liu Ruo Qing thought that at this time, the only people she could think of that could plunder the Magic Field were her Emperor's people, or her Sixth and Eighth Brother.

Sixth Brother was always more calm and collected than Eighth Brother. After thinking about it, Liu Ruo Qing felt that Eighth Brother was more likely to do it.

At this time, the sun was high up in the sky and it was impossible for Liu Ruo Qing to see the situation on the battlefield. However, she was determined to plead guilty, so she did not want to be rescued by them.

But now, with her hands tied behind her back, these people couldn't even put up a fight when they came to save her.

Someone came to take her away, but did not try to untie her hands.

"I don't want to leave. Let go of me and quickly leave."

Liu Ruo Qing said loudly to the people who were leading her out of the execution grounds.

That person only glanced at her once before suddenly smiling coldly at her. During the moment Liu Ruo Qing was stunned, she knocked her out and took her away.

The people on the execution platform saw that Liu Ruo Qing had been brought away, and immediately ordered to retreat, but the guards did not give up.

At this moment, there was a group of people standing guard within the crowd. They were all surprised by the scene in front of them. They looked at each other, but no one understood what was happening.

Could it be that the Pavilion Master sent someone else to plunder the Dharma field?

Forget it, let's stop these guards first.

A few people used their eyes to communicate before they flew up from the crowd. At this moment, the surrounding crowd had been scared out of their wits and scattered all over the place. Below the execution platform, it was a complete mess.

When the black-clothed men saw Liu Ruo Qing being brought out of their sight, they whistled for them to communicate with him, and then the group of people disappeared from their line of sight at an extremely fast speed.

Prince Rui's Palace —

A dozen odd black-clothed men, after shaking off their pursuers, silently entered the Prince Rui's Palace.

"Pavilion Master, he has been successfully rescued."

The one leading them took off the mask cloth s from his face; it was the Hall Master Luo Xiong of the Hearing Cloud Hall of the Pavilion in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

"Where did you take her?"

Luo Xiong was startled, his eyes revealed a look of bewilderment, and then, he said: "Another group of people took Crown Princess Jing away."

Yan Xiao saw that Luo Xiong spoke as if it was as expected, and frowned: "What other group?"

Hearing Yan Xiao's question, the blankness in Luo Xiong's eyes turned into shock, "Isn't that group sent by Pavilion Master?"

No wonder...

At that time, he was still curious. Why didn't the Pavilion Master inform them beforehand when he arranged for someone else to go plunder the Gravitational Field? So it wasn't the Pavilion Master who sent them.

Seeing Yan Xiao remain silent, Luo Xiong knew that he had made a huge mistake this time, but he did not give up. "Could it be the Eighth Prince's men?"

Yan Xiao frowned and shook his head, "If the Eighth Prince sends someone to save him, he will inform me in advance."

Could it be the People from the Divine Artefact Hall?

Yan Xiao made a guess in his mind.

Ruo Qing was Liu Qian Xun's disciple, even if he had used her previously, but the relationship between Master and disciple was still there, so if he sent people over to save her, it would be acceptable.

If he was saved by the Shen Ji Hall, it would also be good. To be able to keep his life, it was definitely not a bad thing.

"Send people to check if the Crown Princess Jing was taken away by the People from the Divine Artefact Hall. If it is, then there is no need to care. If that's not the case, find out who the other party is before making any plans. "

"Yes."

Seeing that Yan Xiao did not blame him, Luo Xiong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to leave with the rest.

On the other side, twenty or so black-clothed people rushed in front of a dilapidated temple, and their leader walked over to the woman standing in the temple. "Hall Master."

The woman looked behind the man in black and frowned. She coldly asked, "Where is he?"

"He was rescued by another group of people."

"What?"

The lady frowned, a trace of anger appearing in the eyes of the mask cloth. "Who saved him?"

"This subordinate does not know."

The leading black-clothed man went silent for a moment, then said: "Hall Master, could it be one of Yan Jue's subordinates?"

Hearing this, the female lead frowned, and the lips under the mask cloth lightly pursed up.

Yan Jue and Yan Yuan had always been close friends, so it was understandable for them to send people to save Crown Princess Jing.

Just that, the Young Master had ordered them to save Crown Princess Jing, if they did not bring him here now, would the Young Master blame them?

Seeing that the lady did not say anything, the man in black carefully asked, "Head, what do we do now?"

"You can all leave first, I'll report to the Young Lord first."

"Yes."

The black clothed man instantly retreated from the run-down temple. The lady took off her mask cloth, her face revealing a bit of distress and worry. If she failed to save Crown Princess Jing, would the Young Master blame her?