Help!Jiaojiao in the arms of the tyrant is a black lotus

"Supposedly, with that personality, he wouldn't be so easily deceived."

Although he had sent someone to rescue Fang Daru in time, Jiang Tang still had doubts in his heart.

Hearing her confusion, the system opened its mouth: [At that moment just now, the system detected the surrounding magnetic field fluctuations.It should be the consciousness of the original work.Fang Huaiwen was originally cannon fodder in the book, not as difficult to control as the hero.As long as the original consciousness can control him a little bit, and let him be temporarily blinded and reasoned to have wrong ideas, it's not a problem.It can be said that the plot was brought back on track with the smallest cost. 】

Jiang Tang's footsteps paused for a moment. Obviously, for the original book, the so-called right track-the great Confucian died, and the male protagonist fell into darkness with the infamy of killing his teacher.

For a moment, a thought flashed in her mind, and before she could catch it, she heard the sound of killing.

Then someone shouted: "Assassins! There are assassins! Come and escort me!"

Jiang Tang was surprised, and stood still, not daring to move.

The servant girl beside her also turned pale: "Master, master, what should we do?"

Before Jiang Tang could speak, he saw a group of guards suddenly barging into the path not far away, fighting with several men in black, the fight was very fierce.

Suddenly, one of the guards in the mansion was slashed by a big knife in the hand of the man in black. He screamed, and black blood flowed from the wound!

He walked a few more steps, then fell to the ground suddenly, moaned twice in pain, and died just like that! 】

"Everyone be careful! There is poison on their knives, don't get hacked!"

The guard loudly reminded his companions that the rest of them became more careful when they saw this, but even so, some people still died on the spot after being hacked from time to time.

The little girl beside Jiang Tang had a pale face and was trembling all over, as if she was going to faint from fright in the next moment.

Under the protection of the others, the chief guard fought and retreated towards Jiang Tang.

"Master Tang, I don't know what kind of poison these people's weapons have been infected with. They are very dangerous and vicious. Many brothers have been killed or injured. The current plan is to escape to the back mountain first and temporarily avoid the sharp edge."

Jiang Tang nodded without hesitation: "I listen to Zhao Huwei!"
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Here, there is a fight in the courtyard.

When Xiao Yichen brought his own manpower to join Xiao Yinhan and report the situation, he happened to meet a guard who had gone through a lot of hardships under the cover of others and finally broke out to seek help.

The other party couldn't hide his surprise when he saw him:
"Your Highness Seventh, you came just in time! The mansion was suddenly besieged and there were not enough guards. Now Master Tang is still inside, please go in and help, I'm going to find the king...uh..."

The guard stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, and when he fell down, his eyes were still full of disbelief.

It never occurred to me that I, who managed to break through with great difficulty, would die on the way to ask for help...

"What did you hear?"

Xiao Yichen let go of the handle of the knife, allowing the body of the guard to fall beside him.

Surprise flashed across the eyes of the guards behind him, but they all bowed their heads tacitly: "The subordinate (the little one) didn't hear anything."

They are the personal guards of the Seventh Prince, so naturally they only listen to him alone.

And the young man in brocade clothes looked up at the mansion not far away, his handsome and elegant face was indifferent: "Perhaps, this is your fate." Let others act instead of the prince.

The guard beside him was thinking fast, but he didn't understand whose fate the Seventh Prince was talking about.
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In the mountain forest, two old men who are over 100 years old supported each other and ran forward with great effort. Deviate.

The old man had scratches on his face and body, but he couldn't stop to rest.

Just now, a servant suddenly came to Fang Daru's yard, and said that he was ordered to take him to the salt field, but he had to take the path behind the mountain.

It was such an obvious flaw, but at that moment, he and the old servant seemed to be deceived by lard, believed without any doubt, and followed him to the back mountain without bringing anything.

It wasn't until he went up the back mountain and stepped on the forest path full of fallen leaves that Fang Daru's sense suddenly returned.

Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately decided not to continue walking with the suspicious boy, and turned back with the old servant.

But before they took two steps, seven or eight men with weapons came out of the forest to stop them, saying loudly, they are ordered by King Rong to go out!
If Fang Daru hadn't known Xiao Yinhan, he might have believed it.

It happened so suddenly that the boy who led the way seemed to be shocked, and turned around and ran away in fright, but he was hacked to death by the big man with two knives before taking two steps.

Before he died, what was he still calling: "I just received two taels of silver..."

"Okay, now it's your turn. You two, who will come first?"

The big man came over with a grinning grin, and was about to swing his knife at the second elder.

But what no one expected was that the moment he raised his hand, his foot suddenly slipped, and he knelt down on the ground with a "slap", and even threw the long knife out of his hand.

A hole was suddenly torn open in the well-established encirclement.

The other people behind him mocked him for being useless, because they couldn't walk well, so they wanted to come over and take over, but who knew, the same thing happened again——

Those people came one by one, fell one by one, and for no reason, the handle of the knife in their hand was dragged, and the person also fell to the ground, and fell like a dog eating shit.

Seeing this, the Confucianist vaguely guessed that there might be someone in the forest to help: "What are you waiting for? Run!"

Then he pulled the dazed servant, supported by two old men, and staggered forward.

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"I can't run, I can't run anymore..."

Fang Daru's face was flushed, panting and leaning against a big green hill: "You, you go first...don't look back."

The old slave is also panting: "No, don't go. If you want to go, come with the master! Take a rest..."

"Since you can't run anymore, don't run. Anyway, you two have to stay here today!"

Suddenly, a vicious male voice came from behind.

Looking back, one of the big men who chased them down just now held a big knife and slashed at the unprepared Fang Daru viciously——

"Master, be careful!"

At the very moment, the old servant suddenly raised the branch that had been used as a walking stick to block his knife.

Just listening to "click", the fragile branches were easily cut off.

The big man laughed even worse, and once again he raised his knife and slashed at the unarmed old man.

Just when the two elders were in despair, there was a sound of "whoosh", and a long sword passed through the chest of the big man, and the blade hummed openly in the air.

He looked down in shock, and the next moment, his body crashed down.

The two old men raised their heads in shock, and saw a handsome man in black clothes not far away, standing there with a stern and gloomy expression, like a divine soldier descending from heaven!
"The king, the prince is here!"

The old servant was so excited that he could hardly speak.