Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 118 Distress
Wei Xiu was attacked on the mountain, and after fleeing back to the camp with the rest of the people, he went straight to Fu Xiuyun's camp.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Seeing his flustered expression and his body was still stained with blood, Fu Xiuyun immediately stood up and said solemnly, "What happened?"

"The general led people to search in the paddock to no avail, but he didn't want to be attacked when he descended the mountain. More than half of the people were killed. The general suspects that the people who assassinated today are the same group of people who left footprints last night!"

Wei Xiu looked solemn, and continued: "After the assassination, they did not pursue. The general believes that the other party has probably sneaked in."

Before he finished speaking, a cold arrow came through the air, pierced through the big tent with lightning speed, and shot into the hat on Mr. Li's head with a whooping sound.

Manager Li exclaimed, his legs went limp, and he slumped on the ground.

The other party intended to give them time to breathe, but in an instant, arrow feathers struck one after another, threatening to trap them here to death.

Wei Xiuhu stood in front of Fu Xiuyun and shouted outside: "Come here, protect Your Majesty!"

The guard outside the tent waved his silver sword and kept backing away. Just as he stepped into the tent, he was about to open his mouth when a cold arrow pierced through his chest with a bang, his eyes were wide open, and he said indistinctly:

"There are assassins escorting and escorting."

Wei Xiu secretly scolded her mother, and had no choice but to protect Fu Xiuyun from the rain of arrows.

There are about [-] guards on Futai Mountain, and with the accompanying guards of some aristocrats, there are nearly [-] guards. It is no problem to deal with ordinary assassins, but today it is Yuan Wuwei.

Yuanwu Guard is the most elite dark guard in Daying, each of them has unique skills, and can fight ten against one.

Facing the well-trained and fierce Yuanwu Guards, the imperial guards, although they had an advantage in numbers, gradually fell behind after a long time.

The camp was suddenly attacked, and the female family members panicked in fright, screaming and crying everywhere.

The sound of weapons clashing was intertwined with the woman's screams, people fell one after another, and the sound of swords sinking into flesh and blood echoed in their ears.

The originally peaceful evening turned into a purgatory on earth.

Even though Cai Fuya was daring, when she saw swords and swords passing by, her heart couldn't stop trembling, and she fell to the ground.

The expected knife didn't hit her, only Ji Shuyu's angry face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Are you stupid? People want to kill you, don't you know how to avoid it?!"

Cai Fuya was stunned by his yelling, and it took him a long time to recover. After seeing his face clearly, her eyes turned red for no reason.

Seeing her like this, the anger in Ji Shuyu's heart instantly disappeared without a trace, he held the sword in one hand, and pulled her up with the other hand, passed through the melee crowd, and led her to the back.

"Where are you taking me?"

Ji Shuyu held her tightly, and said: "Their target is Your Majesty, you hide first, and come to find you after I finish everything."

As he spoke, he stuffed Cai Fuya into the wooden barrel where the wine was stored.

Just about to close the lid, Cai Fuya grabbed him and refused to let go, "Where are you going? I can't stay here, my sister-in-law is still outside"

"You must stay!" Ji Shuyu interrupted her sternly, his previously fair and clean face was stained with a trace of murderous aura, "Madam Cai will be fine with your elder brother protecting her, but you must stay here."

"Ji Xiaowu, are you going to save His Majesty?" Cai Fuya had tears in her eyes, both reluctant and worried.

"Well, stay here and wait for me to come back."

The young man changed his youthfulness from the past, and pulled away, his tall back showed a bit of firmness, Cai Fuya watched him go away through the gap, and his heart drifted away.

The twilight sky enveloped the chaotic fighting camp, the dazzling red poured down like blood, and the green mountains and green forests in the surrounding fields seemed to be dyed red.

Ling Youyao was standing on the edge of the cliff, as long as she took a step back, she would fall into the cliff.

Mingyue held a long sword across her neck, with a contemptuous and sarcastic expression.

"Let her go, I will spare you." Fu Mingjue's eyes were scarlet, and his whole body exuded a strong hostility.

Mingyue seemed to have heard some joke, and said: "His Royal Highness King Jing, you seem to have got the situation wrong, and now you are begging me."

Fu Mingjue tightened his palms, staring at Mingyue, with killing intent flashing in his dark eyes, he said sarcastically, "Please? This king will never beg anyone."

"Really?" Mingyue said in a hoarse voice almost to herself, "If I killed her, you wouldn't beg me, would you?"

When Ling Youyao heard this, her brows twitched slightly, and said lightly: "It seems that you still don't understand him. I'm just a substitute for my sister. It's stupid for you to threaten him with me."

"Oh, is it a substitute? You'll know if you try it?"

After all, Mingyue exerted a little force on her wrist, and the sharp blade was close to Ling Youyao's neck, leaving a dazzling bloodstain in an instant.

The bright red blood flowed down the white neck and sank into the collar. The bright red and the snow-white skin complement each other, deeply hurting Fu Mingjue's eyes.

His eyes were still calm, but the slightly trembling hands hidden under the big sleeves revealed his nervousness and worry at the moment.

Looking at Fu Mingjue's indifferent face, Ling Youyao felt inexplicably depressed, but at the same time she was thankful that he was indifferent.

At least in this way, Mingyue can't threaten him with herself.

Mingyue didn't think so, and threatened: "If you want to save her, then kneel down and beg me, if not, this is the place where she will be buried!"

She was betting that Fu Mingjue would compromise for Ling Youyao.

A gust of wind blew, making Fu Mingjue's loose robe rattle, the long sword in his hand glowed coldly, just like the cold killing intent in his eyes.

The remaining Yuanwu guards stared vigilantly at this man like a god of evil, even if the man was injured, they did not dare to relax for a moment.

After a stalemate for a while, Fu Mingjue suddenly relaxed his whole body, and walked slowly towards Mingyue, with a faint smile on his lips: "Do you think you have caught my weakness?"

Mingyue sneered: "Isn't it?"

"Unfortunately." He laughed lowly, his shoulders shrugged slightly, "You made a wrong bet this time."

After the words fell, a fierce sword wind swept over, not stabbing Mingyue, but Ling Youyao!
Ling Youyao looked at the sword tip that was close at hand, her mind went blank, and she thought sadly: According to the original plot, she should have died in Fu Mingjue's hands, but now it's just ahead of schedule.

Mingyue turned pale with shock, and subconsciously pushed Ling Youyao out.

Ling Youyao tilted her body and fell towards the cliff——

The wind howling up from the bottom of the cliff messed her long hair, and the fiery red sky in the distance merged with the dark woods. It was almost just a moment. The moment she fell, someone picked her up.

The faint scent of rosin was mixed with a strong smell of blood, Ling Youyao's eyes were empty and out of focus, only to hear Fu Mingjue say: "Don't be afraid."

She sat on the ground in a daze, watching Fu Mingjue get up and leave, swinging his long sword, beheading the men in black who rushed forward one after another.

Knowing that there was no way out, Mingyue rushed towards Ling Youyao like crazy.

Even if she dies, she will bring Ling Youyao along with her!
(End of this chapter)