Reborn, Chaoxiong went crazy after marrying Gu King Proton

A hint of excitement flashed in Qingren's eyes on the saddle.

It was as if he had already seen the miserable sight of the unfortunate fellow in front of him being trampled into a pulp.

Pei Chun below narrowed her eyes, feeling the sharp wind blowing in her face. Just when the horse's hoof was about to step on her face, Pei Chun moved.

She stretched out her hand and violently pulled out the long sword with a cold glow. The sound of the sword breaking through the air was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, piercing the silence of the night sky.

Under Qingren's suddenly horrified gaze, he moved quickly, jumped out of the range of the horse's hooves, turned his head and jumped onto the horse's back. The long sword flashed coldly in the moonlight and slashed straight at Qingren.

The blade was extremely sharp and could easily tear through the air. Pei Chun moved quickly and accurately, the sword in his hand cutting through the night sky like a flash of lightning.

The ruthless sword tip drew a perfect arc in the air.

What followed was the dull sound of metal piercing flesh, which was frightening to hear.

The blood-red sword light flickered slightly in the night, illuminating Pei Chun's face full of murderous intent.

Qingren was startled and raised his arm to block the sword in Pei Chun's hand.

But in an instant, a huge gash was opened.

Bright red blood flowed from the trembling forearm, soaking the gauze dress.

He immediately jumped off his horse, and his right arm had lost all feeling.

The continuous chops of the long sword made him feel nervous. He almost used his body to the extreme and barely avoided the second chops.

"Don't, don't kill me! Princess! Don't kill me!"

Yes, he guessed from those very familiar eyes that the person in front of him was Pei Chun.

Pei Chun ignored him. If he wanted to do something to her family, then don't expect her to spare his life!

She moved quickly. On the other side, Qingren's face changed, his inner strength surged, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and held it horizontally above his head to block the long sword that was chopping at him.

However, he was no match for Pei Chun's profound internal strength, and was forced to fall down suddenly, with the cold light of the sword tip right in front of him.

His eyes turned fierce, and he was about to take out the hidden weapon hidden in his injured right hand behind his back as if he was risking his life.

However, he didn't expect that Princess Funing in front of him seemed to have anticipated this and suddenly turned her head, not only dodging his hidden weapon, but also making room for a sharp bird's beak to peck straight at his eyes!

"Ah!" Blood suddenly flowed from Qingren's eyes, and everything in front of his eyes turned blood red.

But he had not given up yet, and he took the opportunity to thrust the dagger in his hand upwards, risking being stabbed to death, and fought back!

Pei Chun looked at the dagger heading towards his shoulder and sneered. He didn't care whether he was hurt or not and was about to chop towards Qingren's head regardless.

She was going to kill this man soon. Even if she was injured, it wouldn't matter. She would be fine after a few days of rest!

But she thought it was simple and completely forgot about Gu Yuan who was worried and nervous.

The sword blade swept across, blood dripped, and the air around it suddenly stopped.

Pei Chun frowned as he looked at Gu Yuan who was catching the dagger with his hand.

"Go to Sichuan!"

She suddenly put away her sword, kicked the ferocious-looking Qingren unconscious, and with her other hand she grabbed Gu Yuan's bloody hand.

"It's too dangerous, don't you know? How can you catch it with your hands? What if your tendons are cut?" She couldn't help but shout.

The knuckles of Gu Yuan in front of him were already covered in blood, with two deep wounds cutting through the flesh, and bright red blood gushing out.

Pei Chun felt extremely distressed and could not hide his panic on his face. He immediately pulled off his mask and strangled Gu Yuan's wrist to prevent the blood from flowing out.

Chuyi, who was hiding in the distance, couldn't help but show up and was about to take out the hemostatic powder.

Then Gu Yuan looked very dissatisfied as he stared at Pei Chun, who was carefully tying his hands in front of him, with his slender eyes.

"Ming Cheng! You could clearly dodge it, so why did you rush forward regardless of the consequences?" Gu Yuan's angry voice sounded.

He was really angry at Pei Chun for not taking care of his body, so his tone couldn't help but be a little cold and hard.

Pei Chun choked, subconsciously looked up, looked into Gu Yuan's serious eyes, and pursed his lips.

She felt that even if she was injured, she would only need two or three days to recover and it was no big deal.

But I don’t know if the dagger in Qingren’s hand just now cut Gu Yuan’s tendons!

If the tendons are broken, the whole hand will be useless!

There was a stalemate between the two of them for a while.

Chuyi glanced to the left, then to the right, and was about to try to persuade him.

Then I saw the eagle owl above my head flapping its wings violently.

The big bird, which was fatter than a chicken, swayed and landed on Pei Chun's shoulder.

She was pushed so hard that her shoulders and arms swayed back and forth subconsciously.

She and Gu Yuan had been holding hands the whole time, and now her arms were swinging back and forth, which inevitably caused pain to his wound.

Gu Yuan's mind was working quickly, and he deliberately made a soft "hiss", intending to use this trick to soften Pei Chun's heart.

Seeing this, Pei Chun subconsciously frowned and let go of his hand, holding the eagle owl on his shoulder steadily.

This is to prevent it from being unstable and causing pain to the wound on Gu Yuan’s palm.

But who knew that Gu Yuan on the opposite side saw Pei Chun stop and thought she did it on purpose.

His eyes turned red involuntarily, and his chest rose and fell.

He couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. He bit his lip and was about to humble himself and show weakness to Pei Chun.

Forget it, Mingcheng is still young, and he is her husband, so he has to act like a husband.

You can't give her a hard time.

The sentence just now was already fierce enough. What if Mingcheng is scared?

"bright……"

Before he could say a word, he saw Pei Chun opposite him frowning and turning around suddenly without any hesitation.

With one hand he picked up Qingren, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his face and unconscious, and with the other hand he picked him up by the collar.

He took his men into the air and flew towards the Princess's Mansion.

Before Gu Yuan could say anything, he was hit in the face by the strong wind, and he also heard the sound of galloping horses belonging to the Royal Guards, like a tsunami.

There was also a commander of the Royal Guards shouting at his men on the street, asking who was fighting there.

The wind was whistling, leaving everything behind far behind.

After Pei Chun brought Gu Yuan back to the princess's mansion, they immediately headed towards their second brother Pei Cui's courtyard.

"Second brother, Gu Yuan is injured and needs bandages!" She couldn't help but shout as soon as she landed, her tone anxious.

Pei Cui stood up suddenly in the room, picked up the medicine box and opened the door.

The fifth brother Pei Jing was left alone with a confused look on his face. After a while, he suddenly caught up and strode out holding the eagle owl that flew into the house.

As soon as he went out, he saw blood gushing out of the wound on his brother-in-law's left hand.

My sister was standing by, looking at my brother with a worried look on her face as he sprinkled the medicine powder on it.

"There are many hidden talents around the Sixth Prince. It seems that a small eunuch should not be underestimated..."

After Pei Jing helped pass out the clean towels, he took the time to sigh.

Pei Chun didn't have time to pay attention to his fifth brother. He just lowered his head worriedly and looked at Gu Yuan's knuckles that were stained red with gauze.

"Second brother, did Gu Yuan hurt his tendons?"

Gu Yuan, who had been watching Pei Chun's expression, pursed his lips when he heard her ask this.

Looking at Mingcheng's worried expression, he felt that his previous tone was too cold and harsh.