Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Yu Wenzhang didn't understand why the assassins were in the camp but nothing happened.

If Su Qing hadn't been there, Yu Wenzhang would have suspected that they had taken the antidote early.

But when Yu Wenwen came in, he clearly saw that His Majesty was also in the camp. Although His Majesty was being restrained, he was clearly awake.

Those assassins are not so kind as to give the antidote to His Majesty, right?

This shows that there is actually no problem with the incense in the tent. So what is the problem?

"Mixiang?" The leading assassin raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean this?"

As he spoke, he walked to the table in Yu Wenwen's tent, took the incense that was still burning on the table, then walked to Yu Wenwen and shook the incense.

A stronger fragrance than before came from the man's hand, and Yu Wenwen felt that his head was getting dizzy.

He stared at the incense in the man's hand, and his fingers holding the hilt of the long sword trembled slightly.

"This is not some kind of incense, it's just an incense that came from the Western Regions. Many wealthy people even use it to incense their clothes..."

The man flicked the incense in his hand with his fingers, and a section of incense ash broke off where the incense string had been burned, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The man laughed evilly, and then continued: "But if this kind of fragrance is mixed with a kind of wine, it will be different.

Even if there is only one drop of this wine, it will turn into a very powerful sweat medicine that can even numb people's senses.

As long as a person has a little bit of it, even if he has great abilities, he will immediately become ignorant..."

"Have you drank the wine we brought before you came back from the reception banquet? This is specially prepared for you. How does it taste?"

Hearing this, Yu Wenzhang showed a smile of sudden realization. He raised his lips and said with a smile: "You asked me how it tastes? You will know after you taste it for yourselves."

As he spoke, Yu Wenwen suddenly took out a jug of wine from his arms before those people could react, quickly opened the cork at the mouth of the jug, and then poured it over the faces of all the people in front of him.

Fortunately, he thought the drink was delicious at the time, and he promised His Majesty that he would bring delicious food back to him, so he planned to bring it back for Your Majesty to try, so he brought a small jar with him, otherwise he would not have known how to break the formation. !

No one could have imagined that Yu Wenwen would still be carrying a jug of wine in his arms, and Yu Wenwen’s movements from taking it out from his arms to opening the bottle and pouring it out were too fast. Those in front of him couldn’t avoid it and were immediately sprinkled with wine. On!

Immediately, everyone who was drenched by the wine softened their bodies, and those who were not strong-willed fell directly to the ground! There was an endless sound of swords falling to the ground.

The leading assassin dodged in time and was so lucky that not a single drop was splashed.

But others were not as lucky as him. He looked at the surrounding circle that instantly softened in front of him, his face instantly turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You're looking for death!" The man shouted violently, picked up his long knife and slashed at Yu Wenzhang.

Yu Wenwen casually threw away the empty wine jar and faced him with his sword.

The swords suddenly collided with each other, making a "dang" sound. Yu Wenwen was pressed by the man's huge strength and involuntarily took a step back.

Su Qing held the long sword and looked straight at the two people entangled in front of him.

If Yu Wenwen was in normal condition, the person he was fighting would simply not be able to survive a single move.

But Yu Wenwen was now drugged, and his physical strength was greatly reduced. Later, he was stabbed in the abdomen, and he was beaten back and forth by the man, and he even seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Su Qing's nostrils were filled with the smell of blood at the moment. It was too dark in the camp and he couldn't see Yu Wenwen's true state.

But he was too close to Yu Wenwen. Just now, when Yu Wenwen was pressed back by the man's knife, he accidentally bumped into himself, and warm liquid immediately touched him.

Su Qing touched it, and then felt his hand full of blood.

Yu Wenzhang was injured, and the extent of the injury was still unclear, Su Qing thought in a trance.

He tightened his fingers on the sword, and looked at Yu Wenwen who was struggling to support himself, a struggle flashed across his expression.

It was the person in front of him that made his life so painful. He thought about killing this person all the time.

But at this moment, this person is protecting him regardless of his life. What does this mean? what is this? !

Yu Wenzhang's behavior at this moment made Su Qing extremely uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He would rather Yu Wenzhang could always treat him cruelly, so that he would feel comfortable taking revenge.

He is too soft-hearted, Su Qing has always known this fact.

Even if others are kind to him, he will remember it firmly in his heart and repay it in every possible way.

Yu Wenwen was protecting him like this at the moment. Even though he knew he shouldn't, a trace of gratitude still unstoppably rose in his heart.

He despised himself for being so soft-hearted. Although this would not hinder his decision, Su Qing still felt disgusted. What was the difference between being like this and suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?

He should have complained, taken revenge, killed Yu Wenzhang without any mercy, and then removed him from his own world. From then on, the bridge returned to the bridge, and they never met again.

But now, because of this trace of gratitude rising in his heart, his desire for revenge is no longer pure. Thinking of his dark and painful half life, Su Qing is unwilling to...

Yu Wenzhang was still struggling to resist the assassin's attack, but he was suddenly stabbed by the man again.

Yu Wenzhang was a little surprised. He didn't know why the man suddenly became so powerful.

The assassin seemed to see Yu Wenzhang's doubts, so he said: "It's not that I have become stronger, but that you have become weaker. Didn't you find that your movements are slower?

In my eyes, you are no different from a person who has just learned martial arts. You are too weak. "

Yu Wenzhang swung his knife away with all his strength, and then stabbed his fellow assassin who came from beside him again.

This Jianyu article was thought to be a sure hit, but unexpectedly his fingers suddenly trembled, and the sword struck nothing.

The assassin's accomplices continued to attack. Yu Wenzhang had no choice but to draw his sword and defend himself. Then he was slashed by the assassin leader who turned around.

The long knife cut from Yu Wenzhang's right chest to his lower left abdomen, creating a long stab wound.

Fortunately, Yu Wenzhang retreated in time, and the knife wound was not deep, but it was still terrifying enough.

Yu Wenwen was breathing heavily. His body was in severe pain at this time. There were wounds everywhere on his body. His fingers were trembling slightly, and he could hardly even hold the sword.