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The assassins who were closing in on him were extremely fast. However, they couldn't make the man's face change at all.

The white cloak was scattered, and under the light and shadow, the white fan in his hand was split in half by the black assassin's palm. There seemed to be no words to describe his agility.

Seeing the killers fall at his feet one by one, whooshing sounds came from the air and then a few sharp arrows appeared like spring water. They were shot by crossbows again. The momentum was extremely fast.

With one hand, he hugged Luo Shang's waist tightly, while with the other, he used the White Fan Palace feather to block the sharp sword that could not be underestimated.

A second wave of arrows had just been shot down when the second wave arrived.

The north wind whistled, and the heavy rain came pouring down with a cold glint in its eyes. It was locking the two of them in place with an aura of death.

At the same time, another group of assassins raised their swords and surrounded them.

Leng Shaoyu frowned, he kicked the broken sword on the ground, causing it to fly towards the assassin, and cried out miserably, the assassin's head was pierced through in the middle of the blade, the assassin behind him had his right eye pierced, the blood flowing out of his eye socket, the rain hitting on it caused black and red blood to splash out.

When the other assassins saw this, they all rushed over. Their vicious natures did not decrease, especially the blind man. With a roar, he threw himself forward and attacked with his sword.

The arrows were entangled like rain, making it difficult for him to get away. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the long sword stabbing at him. He had no choice but to avoid it. Leng Shaoyu flew out with the white fan in his hand, with one leg, he grabbed the sword in his opponent's hands.

His sword energy pierced through the rainbow, slashing down all the arrows. The assassins were shot several times and fell to the ground, but these assassins could not kill them.

A ghastly and terrifying scene unfolded in midair. With a slip of his sword, sword Qi splashed out in all directions, and a sharp starlight pierced through the raindrops, slashing towards the assassin. His speed was so fast that it was as if time had passed by in an instant.

Luo Shang had never seen such a Leng Shaoyu before. It seems that she was the one who killed all the corpses on the ground the first time they met.

Before the assassin had time to react, he was cut into two halves by the sword in his hand. The corpses that fell one by one, were drenched in blood that dyed the ground red and dyed Luo Shang's eyes red.

Blood, all blood, no, no!

Her head was in pain again, Luo Shang did not dare look, she kept beating her forehead, many memories flashed past her mind, but she could not grab ahold of them.

Sensing the sudden change in her body, Leng Shaoyu tightened his hold on her waist. Just as Luo Shang was about to regain her senses and raise her head, she heard a cold sound accompanied by a gloomy and murderous aura.

Before she could turn around, the man had already turned around.

The sword that pierced him from behind pierced into Leng Shaoyu's chest the moment he turned to protect her.

Luo Shang suddenly looked at him, the bright red color of her chest gradually penetrating his white clothes.

"Leng Shaoyu... "You …" As Luo Shang looked at the crimson red light that was seeping out, she was momentarily speechless. Why did he have to block this strike for him?

Leng Shaoyu frowned, he kneeled on the ground, yet he still continued to hug the woman in his embrace without letting go.

He felt waves of intense pain coming from his chest, and the rain was pouring down, taking away his body's temperature.

Along with the pain from his chest came an extremely cold voice.

"I heard that Prince Jin doesn't even dare to take the life of the heavens, I wonder if that's true. That's why, before I came here, I made a bet with myself. " The person holding the sword was a different black-clothed man. His face was covered, and his long black clothes fell to the ground. However, the depths of his eyes were as deep as a deep pool.

"It seems that I've won." He chuckled, and pulled out the sword that was stabbed into Leng Shaoyu's chest.

Leng Shaoyu clenched his teeth. Although his expression did not change, the hand that was hugging Luo Shang's waist became tighter.

"Tsk tsk …" I never thought that the arrogant Prince Jin would lose his life for a woman, and this woman is also your enemy. " The man in black laughed out loud.

Luo Shang had seen this man before. On that day when she broke the seal on the residence, it was him who wanted to take her life, but he let her go for some unknown reason.

But who was he, and how did he know all this?

Leng Shaoyu hugged Luo Shang and slowly stood up.

"Not bad, being able to stand up is beyond my expectations." The black-robed assassin's eyes narrowed, the hand holding the sword moved, swiping towards Leng Shaoyu.

This hitman came without a trace, and went without a trace. He was called Young Noble by everyone, and his name was Tang Ao. He was one of the subordinates of Prime Minister Yue Dongyang.

Leng Shaoyu had fought with him, but because of the sword injury, it was difficult for him to gain the upper hand. He endured the dizziness and intense pain as his deep eyes looked through the rain at the distant misty forest.

His feet slipped, sword light danced, and instantly swept away the three corpses on the ground and flew towards Tang Ao, taking this opportunity to hug Luo Shang horizontally. He leaped up, and with a strong force of his feet, he ran deeper into the forest.

Luo Shang, who was in her embrace, couldn't help but tighten her body when she saw the black blood on the man's chest. Leng Shaoyu, put me down. "

"Put me down, the blood is black, there must be poison on the sword." Her eyes widened.

"I know that better than you do." Under his indifferent voice, he used the strength in his palm and arm to hug her even tighter. He circulated his lightness skills to the extreme and then instantly left in the pouring rain. His feet stepped on the tree branches as he crossed the forest.

The sky darkened even more and the heavy rain did not stop. The sweat of pain on Leng Shaoyu's face mixed together with the rain and finally, he was unable to endure the pain anymore and due to the poison. His hands could not help but tremble as the two of them fell from the sky and landed beside the muddy water.

Luo Shang didn't have time to care about her filth. She crawled up, and quickly went over, wanting to help him up.

"Scram!" He roared angrily, pushing Luo Shang to the side.

Luo Shang looked at the man in shock.

"Your Luo Family is innately here to take your life, right? "Heh …" Leng Shaoyu chuckled, he wanted to stand up, but his body was already powerless.

"Are you sure you still want to say something like that at a time like this …" Luo Shang stepped forward to support him, but was still pushed away by his palm.

"If you don't want to kill this duke, then scram right now. Don't stay by my side, otherwise your Luo Family will be bad and you will be bringing this duke here." These cold words were like the chilling wind and frost that accompanied the baptism of rain.

Luo Shang didn't pay attention to his words, ignoring him and forcefully putting his arm around her shoulders to help him up. Just as he took a step forward, her body actually moved backwards.

More than ten killers stood in front of them. Tang Ao looked at the sword in his hand, pointed at Luo Shang, then slowly moved to the man beside her.

"You won't be able to take him away. Even if you do, he's poisoned, so he won't be able to live. I'll give you a chance now. Leave him here and I'll spare your life. " The look in his eyes was truly too similar to Leng Shaoyu's expression.

Luo Shang retreated step by step, and occasionally looked at the short cliff behind him that was hidden by the dense forest, while Leng Shaoyu who was at the side gradually fainted.

"My time is limited." Tang Ao walked closer to her.

walked towards him step by step, but he had no idea what to do. In desperation, she raised her pretty face.

"I'll give you a chance now, take your men and leave immediately. Maybe I can even tell you how to cure the poison." Luo Shang's beautiful eyes met his, and they did not retreat in the slightest.

Hearing that, Tang Ao laughed. You mean, we were all poisoned? "

The forest was filled with camphor trees, and the camphor energy brought about by the rain would not weaken because of this, but Luo Shang knew that the camphor energy was not poisonous in the first place.

"Do you feel faint and feverish and thirsty? Is your hands and feet going numb? " Luo Shang smirked and blinked her beautiful eyes.

Such a rainy day. Moreover, these assassins had just been fighting, so they were bound to have such symptoms.

The men in black rubbed their hands together, feeling a bit uncomfortable listening to her.

"The forest is filled with camaraderie. No matter how good you are, the poison has already entered your body and your meridians." When the gentle words came out of her mouth, it made people feel a slight chill when they heard it.

Tang Ao squinted her eyes, staring at Luo Shang's every move, her minute movements were engraved in his eyes.

It was delusional of her to try to upset their minds.

And what he did not expect was that behind Luo Shang and the man was half a cliff, while in the next moment, she had already extended her hand and directly pushed Leng Shaoyu down.

Tang Ao frowned, he immediately went over and extended his hand out towards her, but he still saw her jumping down.

This forest was located in a mountain stream. There were short cliffs and forests everywhere. Tang Ao looked at the clouds and mist surrounding the forest and the mountains, two figures had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Young master, Prince Jin was poisoned, and now that he has fallen into the ravine, he will not be able to live." His subordinate also wanted to investigate, so he solemnly said.

"What I want to see is Leng Shaoyu's corpse." Tang Ao's voice was low, his words heavy.

"Yes, your subordinate obeys."

"If that woman isn't dead, bring her back."

The assassins didn't know why their master left that woman's life, but they didn't dare to guess.