The sound of horse hooves and wheels rolled. On the official road outside the city, the fast-moving carriage quickly turned into a mountain path. The two sides were covered with green trees, wild flowers bloomed, and full of vitality.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded. Qingzhu, who was sitting in the car and talking to Yun Weng, seemed to be conscious and suddenly rushed out of the car, reaching out to grab the arrow shot at the coachman.

"Ah!" His face turned pale. The coachman just exclaimed, and Qingzhu pulled it into the carriage.

A ‘ao’ sound sounded, and several arrows shot directly at the place where the coachman was sitting before. At the same time, after a dense sound of breaking through the air, there were a lot of arrows on the entire carriage.

"Qingzhu, what's going on?" Yun Weng asked Qingzhu who was retreating into the car with a frown.

Qingzhu shook her head and said helplessly: "I don't know! However, these people should have come here specifically for us."

"It's not a bandit, right?" the coachman said in a trembling voice, his face turned pale and his whole body trembled. He was obviously scared before.

Qingzhu frowned and said, "It's not a bandit! The bandits don't have that powerful bow and arrow. I think we got into trouble because we went to the royal palace to treat the two ladies."

"We have no intention of hurting you in the car. However, please don't resist, let's go with us!" A series of footsteps approached, and then a low man's voice sounded outside the carriage.

Hearing the voice, Yun Weng couldn't help but narrow his eyes and said softly: "The treacherous minister is in power, and the loyal minister is wronged. It's a misfortune in the world! Qingzhu, let's dismiss these hawks first!"

"Don't toast or not to eat a penalty!" The low-key man's voice smelled a little cold.

Almost at the same time, with a "swoosh", Qingzhu flashed out of the carriage, and at some point a simple long sword appeared in his hand. He stepped on the horse's back and glanced coldly over the killer around him who were holding swords and blocking the road with murderous intent.

A black-bearded middle-aged man in the leader, looking at Qingzhu holding a sword, couldn't help but squint his eyes and curl up a cold curve: "Ha, it turns out that there is a tough guy! But this is a bit interesting."

"Go! Kill him!" As the black-bearded middle-aged doctor shouted coldly, the killers immediately surrounded and killed him.

"Keng"" "Keng" a sound of gold and iron attacks and screams sounded. The figures were flowing around the carriage. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed. The sword light flashed and blood splashed. Six or seven corpses pounced on the ground, and more than ten other people were forced to retreat.

The black-bearded middle-aged man whose face changed, his expression suddenly became ugly and gloomy. He never expected that this young man, who seemed to be in his thirties, would have such a terrible swordsmanship.

"Kill!" The black-bearded middle-aged man with a slightly struggling look on his face gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qingzhu with a Park knife in his hand.

Seeing this, a green bamboo with a disdainful sneering curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, flashed to meet him, and the long sword in his hand turned into an arc and met Pu Dao.
Chapter completed!