This Marshal of the Palace

Yan Ci kept silently counting the time in his mind, and Yan Huiyue on his back was so thin that he could hardly feel the weight.

"Master, I'll go back to Dongxia after this matter is over, and I'll rely on you here." Before hearing the movement outside, Yan Ci squatted in the corner and whispered.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huiyue's voice was still weak.

"Something happened to Dong Xia, I have to go back."

"Go back, help me bring your teacher's wife out to me." Yan Huiyue gently pushed the back of Yanci's head with her head.

"Don't worry, I'm going back, those people can't jump a few times." Yan Ci's tone was somewhat understated.

"En." Yan Huiyue was extremely relieved of her precious apprentice, but her head began to feel a little dizzy, and the scene in front of her also became a little dazed.

There was some movement outside, and Yan Ci didn't notice that something was wrong with Yan Huiyue.

Pulling out the dagger with his backhand and holding it in his hand, Yan Ci exhaled lightly and closed his eyes.

"Three, two, one." Just when a person's head rolled down the road and fell to his feet, Yan Ci suddenly opened his eyes and ran out quickly.

"Young master, go quickly." As soon as he stepped out of the door, Yan Ci heard Uncle Wei's shout, and when he looked up, he saw countless people in black robes and Gu people surrounding them.

"Tsk." Gritting his teeth and clenching the dagger in his hand, Yan Ci's eyes were full of sternness.

There are so many people in black robes, Uncle Wei and others already have wounds of varying degrees on their bodies, and the entrance to the secret passage has been blocked by black robed people, it is impossible to take Yan Huiyue out while taking advantage of the chaos that's it.

At this time, those black-robed men had noticed her here, and after killing the two black-robed men with gritted teeth, a bloody gash was drawn on her arm.

"Tsk, Uncle Wei, throw the knife to me." Throwing the dagger in his hand, Yan Ci dodged a man in black and shouted at Uncle Wei.

In order to prevent accidents before, she gave Shuo Han to Uncle Wei in advance for safekeeping, but she didn't expect it to be really useful now.

After hearing this, Uncle Wei subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, only to see that a dozen men in black robes and Gu people had already blocked the entrance of the secret passage, Yanci alone would definitely not be able to get out.

Without thinking, Shuo Han, who had been pinned to his waist all the time, was thrown to Yan Ci by his hands.

Everyone's weapons were smeared with Xiyuan's special Gu powder. Although it can't reach the Gu people's touch and collapse as mentioned in the ancient books, it can still break through the Gu people's flesh. human power.

When Yan Ci killed Uncle Wei, everyone's body was already covered with blood, and there were countless wounds on their bodies.

"Uncle Wei, don't love to fight, go out." Repressing his voice, Yan Ci whispered in Uncle Wei's ear.

Most of her people are already dead, and Uncle Wei also lost three or four people, and there are many more black-robed people here than they killed. overwhelmed.

The two ordered to break out at the same time, Yan Ci's eyes were faintly bloodshot, and the movement of swinging the knife suddenly became fierce. No matter who stood in front of her, they would not be able to escape being killed by a single knife.

"Young master, take the master out of the crossing in a while, and we will stop these people." Uncle Wei beheaded a black-robed man with a single knife, and whispered beside Yan Ci.

"Okay." Yan Ci responded, the secret passage was narrow, only enough for two people to walk side by side at a time, if everyone rushed in all at once, they might all die in the secret passage.

Uncle Wei looked around, then looked at Yan Huiyue on Yan Ci's back and gritted his teeth, he would send these two out no matter what.

"Young master, let's go." Finally, a bloody path was made, Uncle Wei slapped Yan Ci on the shoulder fiercely, trying to slap her into the secret passage, but he was stopped by a Gu person halfway.

"Yan Ci, if you leave, this little beauty will die." Just as Yan Ci killed the Gu man and was about to enter the secret passage to escape, a slightly old male voice suddenly came from behind, the voice was due to internal force. The expansion is a little fuzzy but clearly audible.

"Young master, let's go." After a moment of stupefaction, the people in black robes around him rushed up again, and Uncle Wei resisted the people in black robes with a somewhat eager tone.

Yan Ci was stunned for a moment, not knowing why her heart beat suddenly, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Yanci, why don't you turn around and see who this little beauty is. If you don't want it, I will give it to my brothers." The male voice came again, and as soon as he finished saying the strange thing, all the black robes Both the human and the Gu people stopped their movements, and quickly retreated to make way for a passage.

Yan Ci turned her head, but it didn't matter if she didn't turn her head, the blood in her eyes immediately filled her whole pupils.

At the end of that road stood a man dressed in black with a mask on his face, holding a woman in the man's hand, with her head tilted, and the clothes on her body were covered with bloody welts. People worry.

She has good eyesight and can see the woman's face clearly. Seeing the woman's pale face and brows frowning because of the pain, she feels like being cut into pieces by someone with a knife.

"Bastard, let her go, and come at me if you have the guts, what kind of skill is it to attack a woman!" Yan Ci, who rarely swears, had the urge to scold a person to death for the first time.

"Haha, just let go, let go, I kindly took Princess Jinluan to reunite with Yan Shuai, but I didn't expect my kindness to be taken as a donkey's liver and lungs." The man shook his head and said, actually let go, allowing Ye Qingling to fall to the ground.

"Uncle Wei, let me go, that's Qingling!" Yan Ci was held down by Uncle Wei, and he couldn't rush through with all his strength.

"I know, calm down." Uncle Wei looked at the figure lying on the ground with his hand on Yan Ci's shoulder.

Taking two deep breaths, Yan Ci suppressed the tyranny in his heart: "What do you want to do?"

"Yan Shuai is really calm, but since we want to talk, why not show some sincerity and put the knife away." The man clapped his hands pretendingly, with a smile in his voice.

Without hesitation, Yan Ci threw Shuo Han aside with his own hands for the first time, and then handed Yan Huiyue on his back to Uncle Wei to take care of.

"He's here, Yan Shuai will pick him up." The man took two steps back.

"Young Master." Uncle Wei embraced the unconscious Yan Huiyue with one hand, and put his other hand on Yan Ci's shoulder, full of worry between his brows.

"It's okay, I have my own measure." Yan Ci shook his head and took Uncle Wei's hand away, and walked towards Ye Qingling step by step.

Uncle Wei looked at Yan Ci's figure from behind in a trance, and seemed to see Yan Huiyue's back in the past, just as firm, just as desperate for the one he loves.

Every step Yan Ci took was very steady, and he walked to Ye Qingling's side in a short while, half-kneeling down and hugging Ye Qingling in distress, sliding his fingertips on the obviously rough little face.

"Qingling, wake up, Ah Ci is here to pick you up." Gently patted Ye Qingling's face, Yan Ci bent down and whispered in Ye Qingling's ear.

After a long time, Ye Qingling opened his eyes when Yan Ci said that his throat was a little sore, looked at the familiar face in front of him and opened his mouth but felt a burning pain in his throat.

"Don't talk, it hurts." Seeing Ye Qingling wake up, Yanci frowned and rubbed against her face distressedly, there was a faint cry in his words, but only Ye Qingling could hear it.

Ye Qingling also rubbed Yan Ci's chin, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were so soft and doting that she almost made Yan Ci cry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." Yanci didn't understand why Ye Qingling would still be caught after leaving so many people in Dongxia, but it didn't hinder her self-blame, and her nasal voice whispered in Ye Qingling's ear The sound is equally distressing.

"Stupid, melon." After struggling to spit out two words, the smile on Ye Qingling's face was very weak, but when his eyes touched the back of Yanci's face, his expression suddenly changed.

"Young Master, be careful!" Uncle Wei also saw it, and it was too late to hand Yan Huiyue over to the people around him.

Just turning his head slightly, Yan Ci saw a dagger stabbing towards his back quickly. He could dodge it at this speed, but Qing Ling in his arms couldn't dodge it.

"Tsk." He barely turned his body so that the dagger landed on his shoulder.

The dagger was not short, but it pierced directly on her shoulder as if it had pierced a stone. It only left a small wound less than a finger long on the arm. .

"It's okay, a little injury." Yan Ci's face was relaxed, and he gently hugged Ye Qingling and smiled softly, "We'll get married when we get back, okay? I've wanted to get married for a long time."

Ye Qingling didn't have much strength on her body, so she could only nod her head reluctantly, with tears in her eyes.

"Wait for me." He bowed his head and kissed Ye Qingling's forehead, and Yan Ci gently put him on the ground.

The moment he turned his head, his expression, which was full of smiles and tenderness, immediately changed, his eyes were stern and his face was frosty.

"You shouldn't have attacked her." With a twist of his wrist, he held a sharp dagger in his hand.

"Hmph, do you think you can still go?" The man grinned, and swiped the dagger in his hand towards Yan Ci.

Although Yan Ci was injured, his mobility remained undiminished, and he knocked people back with a single kick.

"I will help her recover the injuries she suffered little by little."

When the two were fighting, the men in black robes around them also fought with Uncle Wei and the others.

Gradually, Yan Ci discovered that although this man had strong inner strength, he was very vain, and his old-fashioned moves were full of flaws.

"It's been stabbed." The dagger slashed across the black robe, making a piercing sound.

_The black robe was cut open, revealing a blue robe underneath.

"Go to hell." The man raised his toes on the ground, holding a long sword in his hand, and the moves in his hand suddenly became fierce, drawing several bloody mouths on Yan Ci's arm continuously.

"It's you who deserves to be damned." Yan Ci also yelled hard, biting the pill in his mouth, and his internal energy was scurrying around in his body.

The man's internal strength is vain, but he doesn't know why it is continuous. Over time, Yan Ci's arm has more and more wounds.

"Wipe." Just as another wound was almost cut on his shoulder, the dagger in Yan Ci's hand was also broken, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

Uncle Wei and the others around were struggling to resist those black-robed men and Gu people, and even Yan Huiyue, who was protected, had a few more thin wounds bleeding out.

Bite hard the soft flesh in his mouth, and forcibly changed the direction of the internal energy running in his body, the originally half-red pupils turned crimson in an instant.

"You forced me!"

The author has something to say:

It’s time for a vacation. The hot pot in Chongqing is really good. I almost cried.

Yan Shuai, who is full of getting married, is finally about to fulfill his wish, and he can brew the princess sauce (￣y▽￣)~*covering his mouth and laughing