Chapter 297： assassinated by the river

When the drenched man in black jumped out of the water holding his sword, Lin Yu'er, who was drooping his eyes, didn't know anything about it.

Nan Jun hugged Qiao Yun with one hand, and grabbed Lin Yu'er's arm with the other while stepping back.

Sensing Nan Luo's aura behind her, Nan Jun's subordinates exerted a little force, and she threw the pale Lin Yu'er into Nan Luo's arms.

"There are assassins?"

Only then did Qiao Yun understand what had happened with a dazed face. When the assassin rushed over with his sword in hand, he also pulled out a whip from his arms.

Even though he didn't know how good Qiao Yun's skill was, Nan Jun never insisted on hugging him and not letting go, but just protected him by his side, watching those assassins coldly.

"Old Seven, you take Mr. Lin inside first."

Nan Jun didn't want anything to happen to Nan Luo and Lin Yu'er, after all, the relationship between the two was very important.

Nan Luo Wuyi was not skilled, so he didn't dare to stay outside to fight the man in black, so he hurriedly carried Lin Yu'er and ran into the cabin.

It's just that those men in black seemed unwilling to let them go, and without waiting for Nan Jun to speak again, they directly stabbed in Lin Yu'er's direction, Nan Luo frantically blocked them.

Qiao Yun's kung fu was really not that good, Nan Junhu dared not leave beside him.

The guards also fought with the men in black, just looking at the kung fu of these men in black, unlike ordinary assassins, the guards in the palace are not their opponents at all.

"Yun'er, you go in first, I'll stop them."

In a panic, Nan Jun directly called out Qiao Yun's name.

Qiao Yun was startled for a moment, then nodded obediently, and retreated into the cabin under the cover of Nan Jun.

Nan Luo over there had already been stabbed in the arm and was in a panic, but the body protecting Lin Yu'er remained motionless.

Nan Jun thought, if Lin Yuer was intelligent, he should be able to tell who was his lover.

Nan Jun, who seldom used the sword, didn't care about it at this time. He concentrated his true energy on the sword in his hand, and jumped up. Wherever the sword energy went, the assassins fell into the water one after another.

Nan Luo watched in surprise as the assassin in front of her was sealed with a sword. She never knew that Nan Jun's martial arts was so high.

Nan Luo always thought that Nan Jun was favored by the emperor because of the Queen and the Empress Dowager, but she didn't think that this younger sister whom she had always looked down upon was not as miserable as she imagined.

The white clothes were raised, and the women who fought those assassins on the river did not have any blood stains on their bodies. Even those assassins never thought that there would be such a high-level person on board.

In fact, in order not to arouse people's suspicion, Nan Jun only used a third of her strength, but her three-thirds of effort is already beyond the reach of others in this world.

"The assassins in the Hall of Assassins are nothing more than that, the hall will let you come and go today."

Nan Jun tapped his toes and came to the leading woman in black.

The palm stretched out, and the woman hurriedly blocked it, but unexpectedly Nan Jun turned her wrist, and the sword in her hand directly wiped the woman's neck.

The assassin covered his neck and stared at Nan Jun, he didn't know what happened, he had already fallen into the water.

Seeing this, the rest of the assassins rushed towards Nanjun one after another. Nanjun flew up, and the splash of water from the spinning stopped the attacking assassins, making them dare not approach Nanjun again.

Anyone who has practiced martial arts knows that people with such kung fu are definitely not idle people, they are not opponents at all.

"withdraw."

Watching the rest of the men in black flee, Nan Jun didn't insist on chasing them.

Firstly, she was worried that they would divert the tiger away from the mountain, and secondly, she also felt that there was no need to chase them.

Floating back to the bow, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Nan Jun frowned unhappily.

A red figure rushed out from the cabin and threw himself into Nan Jun's arms.

"Nanjun, are you injured? You..."

Qiao Yun's eyes were flushed with anxiety, if it wasn't for fear of getting Nan Yan involved, he wouldn't be hiding in it like a shrinking turtle!

"I'm fine."

Nan Jun chuckled, threw the sword aside, and patted Qiao Yun's head lightly.

Qiao Yun worriedly pulled Nan Min to check it out, and was slightly relieved when she saw her clean white clothes.

"Nanjun, you are amazing!"

At some point, he no longer called her His Highness the Ninth Prince, but called her by her name directly.

"I'm really sorry, I wanted to take you to have a good time, but this happened unexpectedly."

Nan Jun reluctantly pushed Qiao Yun away and said in a low voice.

"No, I'm already very happy."

Only then did Qiao Yun realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly took two steps back, further away from Nanjun.

"If you like, I will take you out another day, but we have to go back today. This assassination came suddenly. I don't know who it was aimed at. We must hurry up and ask the people from Dali Temple to investigate."

Seeing Qiao Yun nodding, Nan Jun turned his gaze to Nan Luo who was standing there trembling and Lin Yuer who was stiff.

Those two obviously haven't recovered from the fear just now.

"Are you okay?"

Nan Jun stepped forward and patted Nan Luo's shoulder lightly. When he saw the sword wound on her arm, he took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom to bandage her.

Nan Luo stared blankly at Nan Jun in front of her. She knew that it was Nan Jun who saved her life today. If it wasn't for Nan Jun, only relying on these guards and herself, she and Lin Yu'er would have to give their lives to the world. Here it is.

"Thank...thank you..."

Nan Luo murmured, her dry lips trembling slightly, telling her fears.

"Sister Seventh Emperor was injured, Mr. Lau Lin will take care of her, and the hall will take people to deal with the corpses of those assassins."

Nan Jun didn't pay attention to Nan Luo, but turned his attention to Lin Yu'er.

"Ah... good, good."

Lin Yu'er nodded blankly, had he ever seen such a battle?

He didn't even dare to look at the corpse on the ground, he felt like vomiting when he smelled it, even if the assassin asked him to stay, he was unwilling.

Nan Luo felt that she couldn't see through this Nan Jun more and more. She acted like this, clearly trying to match Lin Yu'er and herself, but why?

Could it be that she really took a fancy to that little prince?

"You go in and rest too! I'll come later..."

When facing Qiao Yun, Nan Jun's voice was exceptionally gentle, but the child shook his head and did not agree with her proposal.

"I want to be here with you."

Qiao Yun looked at Nanjun, and felt that her temperament and ability were just like the wife-lord of his dreams.

If she can marry her, she should love herself like a queen mother, right?

A warm white robe fell on his body, and Qiao Yun realized that the man had stood in front of him at some point.

"The surface of the water is windy, be careful to catch a cold."

Clenching the outer robe on his body with both hands, Qiao Yun felt his whole body warm up.

He seems to like her, there is no reason, just like her, inexplicably like her.