Stunning beauty

The night is cold as water.

There was chaos on the Xiangshui River.

Under the water, the fight was also extremely lively.

Three-foot sword, go down the river in person to deal with the assassins under the boat.

Originally, this kind of thing would not be done by the three-foot sword in person. After all, the most important task of the royal family tonight is to protect the queen and her party.

However, seeing that the underwater assassin could not be solved, Sanchijian had to come forward in person.

However, it seems a bit late.

The three-foot sword can be called crushing strength, and quickly eliminated several assassins underwater, and then, with another sword, cut off all the iron chains that trapped the flower boat.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the rope broke, the cracks on the wooden board of the flower boat spread rapidly due to its own gravity and water pressure. Then, a huge gap appeared under the hull, and the river water poured into it like a flood breaking an embankment.

Not far away, the only assassin who was still breathing saw this scene, with a crazy smile on his face, and immediately reached out and pulled out the short knife hidden in his leg, and directly inserted it into his belly.

Immediately, blood gushed out, staining the surrounding river red.

"Ok?"

Seeing the assassin committing suicide, Sanchijian frowned slightly, but without any delay, he stepped on the air and quickly swam towards the surface of the water.

"Help!"

At this moment, panicked cries continued to ring out on the water, because the flower boat was flooded with water, and the whole flower boat almost sank.

Inside the flower boat, the princes struggled desperately with the tables and chairs in their arms, trying to get away from the sinking flower boat.

"Auntie, let's go!"

Outside the cabin, Changsun Fengyu slashed open the cabin with a knife, rushed into it, grabbed the queen, and was about to leave.

"Save Rong'er and Xizi first!" Empress Changsun said anxiously.

"Brother Li, help save people!"

In a hurry, Changsun Fengyu saw someone not far away and shouted anxiously.

"Save who?"

Li Ziye was holding a table, barely floating on the water, and asked boredly.

This guy will make trouble for him.

In fact, he just wants to stay here and be a quiet savior.

"Nine princesses and the eldest princess!"

The eldest grandson Fengyu responded anxiously, "I will take the empress to leave first!"

After finishing speaking, the eldest grandson Fengyu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he took his aunt and left first.

"Senior Ganyang, save this Marquis, I will give you all the wealth of Benhou's family!"

In the rushing river, Qing Wuhou, who was looking for trouble before, heard the conversation between the two, and immediately burst out with strong desire, raised his head and shouted.

"I'm not short of money, forget it, and continue."

Li Ziye responded casually, and threw a stool beside him over.

Qing Wuhou saw the stool thrown in front of him, and reached out to grab it as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

However, the tables and chairs used for today's banquet are all high-quality solid wood, and the buoyancy is really average. After Qing Wuhou's huge body was pressed on the stools, he still couldn't fully float up.

"Qingxuan, hold on for a while, I'll save people first."

In the chaotic situation, Li Ziye gave a warning to the woman beside him, and immediately swam towards the two women in front.

"Young master, be careful."

Behind, Yu Qingxuan hugged the long table in front of him and reminded nervously.

However, before the words fell, the river water crazily poured into the cabin formed a big wave, and all the people were rushed out.

A prince who was unlucky was directly photographed on the cabin by the big waves, and his life and death were unknown.

In the waves, Li Ziye dragged Murong and Princess Xizi out of the water with a child in his hand.

"Cough cough."

After the two women surfaced, they both began to cough violently, especially Mu Xizi, who was already in poor health, had a sickly flush on his face.

"Li, Li Jiaoxi, thank you."

After coughing several times in a row, Murong managed to breathe a sigh of relief and said gratefully.

"you are welcome."

Li Ziye replied casually, "If I don't save the princess, the masters of the Forbidden Army will also take action, it's just a little earlier and a little later."

In today's situation, saving Murong is a matter of affection, after all, if you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, with Mu Bai's relationship, it is impossible for him to watch Murong have an accident.

As for saving Princess Xizi, it is purely for future use.

There is no doubt that the bridge between the Li family and the royal family is the eldest princess, and she cannot be allowed to die now.

Having said that, the quality of this boat is very average, and it broke apart suddenly. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have been photographed into the bottom of the river now.

What about the old man Leru?

It won't be cold, will it?

At night, on the surface of the water, there was a mess. Nearly a hundred princes and nobles struggled in the water in embarrassment. Those who found the floating objects were better.

Around, some imperial guards who had not yet had time to take off their armors were directly dragged into the water by their heavy armors. Those who were agile were fine, but those who were less skilled had no chance to float up.

Life, at this moment, seems so vulnerable.

Li Ziye looked at all this indifferently, there was no pity in his eyes, only indescribable calm and indifference.

It seems that in the eyes of the savior, there is no joy or sorrow.

Not far away, after Leru emerged from the water, he saw the familiar eyes of the Li family's son in front of him for the first time, and his mind was shocked involuntarily.

He had seen this look more than once.

They are all at the head of Confucianism.

The head of Confucianism has watched the world for thousands of years, and has seen countless life and death. However, the head of Confucianism has never rescued any poor person in the eyes of the world.

Every time, the Confucian head looks at the human world with exactly the same eyes as this Li family son.

Calm, even a little indifferent.

He once asked Confucian chief why, why he didn't try his best to save some poor people, but Confucian chief never gave an answer.

"Boy!"

After a brief thought, Leru came back to his senses and shouted, "Do you still have the strength, save me!"

Li Ziye heard the voice from behind, turned around and looked over, smiled, and replied, "I don't have any strength."

After finishing speaking, Li Ziye looked away again, dragged Murong and Princess Xizi onto a long table, and let them lie on it.

"Li Jiaoxi, give me your hand, and I'll pull you up." After climbing up the long table, Murong stretched out his hand and said anxiously.

"Need not."

Li Ziye put his arms on the long table, and said leisurely, "This thing can't stand the weight of three people, so I can just lie here."

"My son is a great cultivator of five realms, so he can take a step first." Mu Xizi managed to relax, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a weak tone.

"I want to share weal and woe with everyone."

Li Ziye stared at the messy river in front of him, smiled, and said calmly, "In this way, those princes who survived will not reject me so much. After all, everyone has lived and died together."

Hearing this, Mu Xizi looked forward and said softly, "If your son thinks so, you can save a few more people."

"That's not necessary."

Li Ziye smiled lightly, and said calmly, "That's fine, I've saved everything that should be saved by me."

Even the Qing Wuhou who was attacking him just now, he threw a stool over.

He tried his best.