[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

"Are you finished?"

Ye Jing doesn't like others to doubt his ability, and he doesn't like to point fingers at him before carrying out the task. He is very impatient now.

"It's over." The man was startled by Ye Jing's cold tone without any warmth.

This is the most ruthless killer in the dark night, even if he has a noble status, he can't afford to offend this great Buddha.

I can only watch him leave, even the back of this person looks extremely indifferent, and only such a cold-hearted person can be a good killer.

It seems that this time Nan Nian's death has come.

What son?What prince?All these titles have to go to hell with Nan Nian.

After the Ming Dynasty, it will be in his pocket.

As the brocade-clothed man thought about it, there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the afternoon of the next day, all members of the royal family and courtiers gathered at the foot of Mount Hua.

The guards are all setting up camp and preparing for the hunt.

Most of the people who participated in this hunting were the prince and his courtiers. The emperor and Yifei who came with him just sat in the camp, drinking and listening to music, waiting for the people who participated in the hunt to catch their prey.

The one with the largest number of hunts this time will win the first place, not only will there be rich rewards, but also the possibility of being promoted to rank.

In order to increase their ranks, the courtiers were full of motivation, and they rushed in from the beginning, wanting to seize the opportunity.

And the princes mainly want to express themselves in front of their father, to fight for their breath, and dare not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

More than 100 people rode into Huashan Mountain in great strength and power.

Huashan Mountain is neither high nor steep, but riding a horse with potholes on the mountain road is not fast.

Towering trees shade the sky; yellow grass leaves drown horseshoes.

It is extremely difficult to find prey in the grass, not to mention the falcons flying in the sky.

While others were looking around and listening to all directions looking for prey in the mountains and forests, Nan Nian was riding his white horse slowly to enjoy the beautiful scenery in late autumn in the forest.

As the crown prince of the Ming Kingdom, apart from losing his mother when he was young, Nan Nian had everything going well since he was a child. Whatever he wanted, he could get it at his fingertips.

He doesn't care about those vain names, let alone any rewards.

It's good to let the prey follow the fate, what's his is always his, and others can't take it away, and he doesn't want to force it if it's not his.

Suddenly hearing movement in the grass ahead, Nan Nian got off the horse and approached there cautiously and tiptoely.

A red fox poked its head out there. The fox's fur was as red as fire, shining a glimmer of light in the faint sunlight.

This fox has aroused Nan Nian's interest.

I heard that foxes are very smart, so he wanted to see if this little thing's little brain was working.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Nan Nian accidentally stepped on a dead branch on the ground.

The crisp sound disturbed the little fox who was licking its fur.

The little fox's ears twitched slightly, and when it sensed that someone was approaching, it immediately let go and ran away.

Nan Nian didn't want to hurt him with a bow and arrow, but just wanted to catch him and play with him.

The little fox ran in front, and Nan Nian was chasing after him, pressing hard every step of the way, and finally took it down beside the waterfall.

At this moment, someone whistled in the forest, and the little fox bit Nan Nian's wrist hard.

The sharp teeth directly pierced the fragile blood vessels in Nan Nian's wrist, and the blood flowed profusely.

Nan Nian let go of the other hand that was holding the back of the little fox's neck because of the pain.

The little fox quickly ran into the forest and threw himself into the arms of a man in black.

The man in black waved his hands behind him, and five dead men also dressed in black rushed forward, drew their long swords and ran towards Nan Nian.

The wound on his hand was so painful that Nan Nian just wanted to bandage it with the handkerchief he carried with him when he was surrounded by a group of men in black.

They came aggressively, and it seemed that they had premeditated.

It seems that today's World War I is inevitable.

I don't know if the wound on his hand will affect his performance.

Fortunately, it was his left hand that was bitten, and he can still wield a sword with his right hand.

Nan Nian pulled out the Frost Ling Sword at his waist, the blade of the sword gleamed coldly in the sun.

The men in black drew out their swords at the same time, trying to stab Nan Nian's every vital point.

With a flash of Nan Nian's figure, he swung his sword to block their swords one by one.

The men in black cooperated with each other tacitly, no matter how agile Nan Nian was, it was still a bit difficult to resist.

A strand of black hair was cut off by one of the men in black, and it was blown by the wind a few times in the air and scattered on the ground.

If he had reacted a little slower at that time, the one that fell to the ground would have been his head.

These people in front of them are obviously dead soldiers, and when they launch an attack, they are completely killed together.

Kill one thousand enemies and destroy eight hundred.

If he hadn't been injured, Nan Nian might still be able to escape safely.

But right now, the wound on his wrist was further opened due to the use of internal force, and the bleeding continued, and Nan Nian's heart was getting weaker and weaker.

Are you going to die here today?

The men in black saw that Nan Nian was dying, and started their final attack one after another.

A sword pierced Nan Nian closely, but Nan Nian couldn't dodge it, and soon there were bloodstains all over the white coat.

Nan Nian concentrated her energy and wanted to make a final struggle.

Although the chances of winning are not great, it is a big deal that they all end up together, and they all end up together.

Although he was not as quick as he was at the beginning, but fortunately he had deep internal strength, and if he fought desperately, he might be able to escape.

Nan Nian's internal energy was poured into the tip of the sword, and he stabbed at the man in black beside him, and the man in black exploded to death instantly.

The other men in black were also taken aback by Nan Nian's blow, and they paused.

This gave Nan Nian a chance to break out of the siege.

Rather than being stuck here with them, it is better to find a way to get out.

Nan Nian dodged into the dense forest. Under the cover of tall and lush trees, the man in black couldn't keep up for a while, so he could only slowly follow the bloodstains.

It didn't take long for Nan Nian to die after running away. She used too much internal and physical energy to escape just now.

He's really running out of fuel right now.

The wounds all over his body were bleeding, and he didn't have any medicine to treat the trauma on his body. If this went on, even if they didn't find him, he would lose blood and die.

The handkerchief that was supposed to be used to bandage the wound was also left at the waterfall because of the fight just now.

Nan Nian tore off a piece of cloth from the cuff, and wanted to bandage the wound for herself. Looking at the blood-stained coat all over her body, she didn't know where to start.

Nan Nian was in pain everywhere, with her head down, a little depressed.

A pair of black brocade boots suddenly appeared in front of him.

Nan Nian raised his head with difficulty and looked at the person.

This person is also dressed in black, but this outfit seems to be very different from the previous group of men in black.

His pair of brocade boots alone are not affordable for ordinary dead men, let alone his silver mask, which is very valuable at first glance.

Most of the dead men are willing to work hard for their livelihood because of their poor families.

And the person in front of him doesn't look like a poor man.