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She tried his best to delay the time for the black clothed man to attack. As long as he could delay until Yan Yuan arrived, Heng Er would be fine.

Hearing her words, the black-clothed man seemed to understand her intentions. Hearing her words, a sinister laugh sounded out, "Brat, we night gate don't have this rule, there's only one rule in night gate, and that is to collect money for work. You want to delay, right?

As he spoke, he had already walked over and bent down to carry the child away from Liu Ruo Qing's embrace. However, Liu Ruo Qing was holding her extremely tightly, even though she was injured to this extent, the strength in her hands did not relax in the slightest.

At this time, she had used up all of her willpower to forcefully hold on, but she knew in her heart that she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

The black-clothed person revealed a rare look of admiration, and said: "Kid, you're actually really sincere towards this child. Since you're about to die and still want to protect this child, it can't be that he's not really Yan Yuan's son, but your son, right?"

Liu Ruo Qing didn't pay attention to him. She held young son very tightly as she comforted the little fellow who was trembling in her arms: "Heng Er isn't afraid. Uncle will protect you."

The man in black had already said a lot. She gradually lost her patience. He lowered her head and her eyes were filled with killing intent. "Let go of me."

Liu Ruo Qing still ignored him, and continued to hug the child in her arms.

"He's simply courting death!"

He raised his leg and kicked Liu Ruo Qing's shoulder.

"Ugh …"

A muffled grunt came from Liu Ruo Qing's mouth as she vomited another mouthful of blood. However, the power in her hands did not loosen as she hugged young son and rolled a distance away. young son was protected very well in her embrace.

"He's really not afraid of death!"

The black-clothed man walked up to her, raising his leg high up as if he was going to stomp down hard on Liu Ruo Qing's back. If he succeeded in doing so with this stomp, Liu Ruo Qing knew that she really wouldn't be able to live.

Even so, she did not plan to hide for a moment. Instead, she hid young son in her embrace even more deeply, afraid that she would harm him if she were to kick him.

She closed her eyes and waited for the kick to fall, but the next second, she heard a cry of pain. The unexpected kick did not land on her.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw that the man was dressed in black and had a huge stature. The black cloth that was originally wrapped in silver had fallen off, revealing a head of white hair that stood out in the dark.

He was tall and straight, and he stood up straight to protect them. His eyes were deep, and the killing intent in his eyes was overbearing.

"Your Highness!"

Liu Ruo Qing's eyes shone, and with an unknown source of strength, she shouted loudly.

Yan Yuan lowered his eyebrows and looked at her. The bloodstain at the corner of her mouth could not help but deeply frown, as if his heart had been ruthlessly stabbed by a sharp blade.

He withdrew his gaze. The flexible sword in his hand was tightly clenched due to anger. The veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

His chest was in pain, and he had to exert a lot of effort to stand up. The sword in his hand aimed straight at Yan Yuan, and he gritted his teeth: "You are King Jing?"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and laughed at Yan Yuan: "I heard that King Jing's martial arts are extremely high, I would like to experience it today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling aura condensed in the surroundings, and the black clothed man rushed to Yan Yuan's front at an extremely fast speed. In the time it took for a spark to fly, two figures suddenly intertwined in the air.

The Sword Qi created cold winds in the surroundings, causing everyone to be stunned. Liu Ruo Qing could not see the situation clearly, the experts were fighting, and if she was not careful, he would definitely die.

Liu Ruo Qing nervously stared at them, her hands still tightly holding young son.

Liu Ruo Qing had never personally experienced Yan Yuan's martial arts, but she had personally witnessed it herself. Judging from the current battle situation, this person was definitely the number one and second strongest expert in the night gate, so Yan Yuan could not afford to be distracted.

His opponent's moves were ruthless, every move wanted to kill Yan Yuan.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the people that were originally in the air fell to the ground. Because both sides had used all of their strength, as soon as they landed on the ground, they both took several steps back.

The black clothed man finally stopped in his tracks with much difficulty. Just as he was about to circulate his Qi and blood, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood as he supported himself on the ground with his sword. The killing intent in his eyes did not decrease, but the arrogance in his eyes had changed to vigilance and was staring straight at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan knew that his opponent's injuries weren't light, so he didn't care about him right now. Thinking of his own son and that darn brat who didn't care about his life, he endured the pain in his chest and adjusted his Qi calmly, suppressing the smell of blood that rushed to his throat.

He turned around and went back to the two of them and squatted down. Looking at the blood trail on the corner of Liu Ruo Qing's mouth, he subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth and said, "Are you alright?"

He observed her rosy face and felt that something was wrong. Her face was rosy, but he could feel that her breathing was very weak.

"I'm fine."

She wanted to hand the child to Yan Yuan, "Your Highness, hurry up and leave with young son."

Yan Yuan nodded and accepted the little fellow from Liu Ruo Qing's embrace. Then, he used his other hand to help Liu Ruo Qing up.

In the next second, he saw a flash of panic in Liu Ruo Qing's eyes, "Prince, be careful!"

As the voice fell, Liu Ruo Qing almost used all of the strength she had left to rush behind Yan Yuan and block that palm strike for him.

"Puff …"

Fresh blood continuously flowed out from Liu Ruo Qing's mouth. At that moment, Yan Yuan was actually stunned for a moment, his stiff body slightly trembling.

The black-clothed man who originally wanted to attack Yan Yuan was also stunned. This brat clearly didn't have any strength left, how could he still get up so quickly and block that palm for Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan snapped out of his shock and fear, he raised the sword in his hand and pierced it into the man's chest.

That person simply didn't have time to react. Yan Yuan's sword had already pierced his chest, and was deep and ruthless.

In his eyes, there was ferocity like that of Hell Rakshasi. It was clear that his actions just now had completely infuriated him. The ruthlessness that came from the bottom of his heart scared even him, who had seen through life and death, out of his mind.

However, he did not have much time to be afraid. The moment Yan Yuan's sword was pulled out from his chest, he knew that he would not be able to survive.

His body was kicked far away by Yan Yuan, after that, Yan Yuan turned around and caught the body that suddenly slid down from his side, and hugged onto it, watching him fall in front of his, unable to say a single word.

"You … Why... "Why …"