Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

The leading bandit was extremely arrogant and shouted at the Ninth Prince who was forced into a desperate situation.

"Uncle Nine, you destroyed our mountain stronghold. Today, the top of Yunyang Mountain is where you will be buried. When you get there, make amends to our thousands of brothers who died. I will let you be a mountain bandit in your next life."

"Stop talking nonsense. Although we were defeated today, we have completely destroyed the bandits in Yunzhou. Even if I am the only one left in the battle, I will kill one more of you and bring peace to Yunzhou."

"You are so arrogant, you little brat. If you hadn't slaughtered our village today, we would still be here for more than a month, and we would only continue to expand our team. Those wealthy merchants made money just to feed our village. If there are no wealthy merchants in Yunzhou, we will go to Yuzhou. Sooner or later, the surrounding counties will become our supply warehouses."

The leading bandit waved his hand, and more than a dozen people around him rushed forward and fought with Qi Yi and the other two.

The flash of swords and the shadow of knives split the heavy rain and fog, and the blood on the ground was washed away in an instant.

His physical strength was getting weaker and weaker. He was not paying attention and was slashed in the abdomen by a knife from the bandit on the side, and blood gushed out.

He knelt on one knee, holding up his body firmly, and watched a guard who had struggled to pass two bandits to support him, but was stabbed in the heart by an oncoming sword and fell down.

He was distracted and faced with a knife blade. He subconsciously closed his eyes.

A powerful sword energy came over, forcing the knife-wielding bandit in front of him to yell, which made his heart tremble.

He is still alive.

The moment I opened my eyes, a slender and agile figure in red jumped into my sight.

The woman swung the sword, and the sword energy cut through the rain curtain, protecting him behind her.

"Miss, please don't interfere. This is a grudge between the martial arts world."

The bandit leader had been standing there without moving. Seeing that the situation was clear and the Ninth Prince was about to die, a female knight suddenly came in from the side, which startled him. In order to calm the situation down, he tried to persuade her with kind words.

"What a grudge in the martial arts world. Is the martial arts world as shameless as you say? You are the bandits in this mountain, causing unrest in Yunzhou and the people passing by. The court is trying to clear you out, but you refuse to confess your crimes and even resist to death. Don't you see that even God thinks it's unfair?"

The woman's voice was clear and crisp, and to Qi Yi's ears it sounded like the sound of nature.

"I advise you, a young girl, not to wade into the muddy water here, lest you lose your life at such a young age. I'll give you one more chance, leave quickly, there is nothing between you and me."

The bandit leader patiently consoled him.

He could see that the Fire Zhuge woman had strong internal strength and extraordinary skills, so he didn't want to be her enemy.

"Girl, I came down from the mountain to gain experience. I am here to deal with this kind of injustice and kill evil people like you."

The woman in red was righteous and did not back down at all.

"If you refuse to repent, attack together and end this quickly."

The bandit leader had no choice but to rush forward first with sword in hand.

Looking at the little girl who had just come of age, they thought of her as just one more ghost on the road to the underworld. They still had eight or nine people left and should be able to fight.

The woman in red protected the seriously injured man who was kneeling on one knee behind her. The sword energy, accompanied by raindrops, hit the bandits coming from all directions. Several bandits with weak internal strength and injuries fell to the ground before they got close, which surprised the bandit leader.

He led three or four men to fight with the woman in red. Sword energy was flying everywhere and the woman moved lightly, making it easy for her to deal with the attack. After hundreds of moves, only the bandit leader could still stand upright, covering his broken arm.

"Please spare my life, lady. Let me live today. I will repay you in the future."

"Why would I want a reward from a bandit leader? If I let you go today, who knows how many innocent people will lose their lives tomorrow. How can I let you go?"

The woman stepped forward with a sword, and in a few rounds she struck the bandit leader in the heart.

The bandit leader opened his eyes wide, as if he had not expected why the good situation suddenly turned around. In the end, he and thousands of his brothers died together.

The heavy rain washed away the blood and corpses on the ground. There was only a figure in red standing upright on the empty mountain top, and a man in black armor who was still kneeling with a sword in his hand.

"You are seriously injured and cannot come down the mountain. Find a place here to get treated."

The woman walked up to Qi Yi, took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket, poured out a pill, mixed it with rain water and put it into the man's mouth. Qi Yi suddenly felt a warm current rushing to his dantian.

The petite girl struggled to carry him up, and he also tried to support his body so as not to put all his strength on the girl.

Another guard who was also seriously injured gritted his teeth and climbed up, trying to support the other side of his body. He followed the girl's guidance and walked towards the forest. There was a stone cave on the mountain wall not far away.

The woman put the master and servant away, picked up dry branches from the depths of the cave, lit a bonfire, took her bag, took out three cakes from it, and handed them to the master and servant.

"Would you like to eat something first to conserve your energy, or take care of your wound first? Your wound is serious, do you have any medicine?"

Qi Yi looked at the heroic little oval face in front of him, the frank big eyes, the slightly upturned and tall nose, the corners of the mouth that turned up when she laughed, and the tiny teardrop mole under the eyelids, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The woman's vitality made him feel as if he was infected, and the pain was relieved a lot.

He shook his head slowly.

"After two days of fighting, all the people around me and the medicine were gone."

"Here's some medicine for your wound. Ask your guard to apply it on you."

The guard was trying to lift himself up when he was poked hard in the wound with one of his hands, and he fell to the ground again.

"Ah! Your guard is also seriously injured. Never mind. Let me apply medicine to you."

The woman walked over casually and squatted down.

She threw a porcelain bottle to the guard.

"Take care of the areas you can see and reach first. If you can't handle it, call me later. I'll apply medicine to your master first."

The guard quickly picked up the porcelain bottle and thanked him, dragging his seriously injured body as far as possible into the cave, keeping a certain distance from his master.

"How much injuries have you suffered?"

She unceremoniously ripped off his coat and sighed at the various large and small sword wounds on his abdomen and chest.

She took out her small bag, found a piece of white underwear from it, tore it into strips, collected rain water from outside, cleaned his wound, poured medicine on it, and wrapped it tightly with cloth strips. She did it in one go without any hesitation, which made the man, who had been tormented by her, blush again and again.

After taking care of it, she looked at the guard again, but saw that he had already applied the medicine. She tore the hem of his underwear and wrapped it up, and without saying anything more, she handed him a piece of cake, and the guard began to eat it in big mouthfuls while hiding in the dark.

She sat by the campfire, eating pancakes while warming herself by the fire, showing none of the shyness of a young girl facing a strange man.

"Thank you for saving my life, young lady. May I ask your name? Can you tell me?"

At this moment, Qi Yi pulled up his outer shirt and tried to sit up straight, keeping a clear and courageous posture.

"It's not like I saved your life. I just happened to be passing by, so I guess you guys are lucky enough to survive. Don't worry about it."

The woman was innocent but carefree. She waved her hand without any concern and continued eating her pancake.

"I am Nanqi's ninth uncle, Qi Yi."

The man gave his name carefully and looked at the woman in front of him seriously.

"Oh! Don't you want to eat? The biscuits are too cold. They will taste better if you toast them. I don't have anything else in my bag. I'll go down the mountain to get supplies when the weather is good. Just eat this first."

The woman looked at the cake in his hand and reminded the man straightforwardly.

Qi Yi felt a little embarrassed, and wondered silently in his heart, when did his reputation become so useless?