Chapter 7 The Attack on the City God’s Temple

"Your Highness, there is..."

Without waiting for Ye Xuwan's reaction, Mo Yunzheng directly pulled her and hid in the ancestral hall.

The moment the door was closed, a dozen arrows were shot towards the two of them, all of them hitting the door with a heavy muffled sound.

Ye Xuwan experienced an assassination for the first time, and the soles of her feet couldn't help but feel weak.

Although she knew that these were Mo Qingsong's tricks, when Mo Yunzheng died, could she really survive after witnessing everything?

Thinking like this, a clear voice suddenly came to mind, Mo Yunzheng turned around and pulled Ye Xuwan away, and the sharp blade mixed with blood slashed across Ye Xuwan's cheek.

Ye Xuwan's legs were weak, and she subconsciously wanted to kneel on the ground, but instead she was grabbed by Mo Yunzheng, making it difficult for her to do anything.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, what should I do..."

Ye Xuwan's brain gradually became confused, but at the same time she also clearly understood a result.

Mo Qingsong had no intention of leaving alive!

"Find a place to hide."

Ye Xuwan hurriedly took a few steps back and bumped into the tribute platform. In the blink of an eye, she took a look at the rotten tributes.

"Your Highness, this slave has found a weapon!"

Hearing this, Mo Yunzheng's pair of plump and handsome sword eyes looked at the several spoiled apples and pears held in Ye Xuwan's arms.

Mo Yunzheng's face turned dark when he saw this scene, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Throw the stuff away and leave through the back window!"

Ye Xuwan obediently threw the things on the ground, turned around and saw the window on the side wall, and ran over to open it.

"Your Highness!"

The two of them climbed out of the window, and Mo Yunzheng took Ye Xuwan all the way to the back door of the Chenghuang Temple.

The moment Mo Yunzheng opened the door, the mechanism installed on the door frame suddenly activated, and a black iron arrow was shot towards Mo Yunzheng.

Seeing this, Ye Xuwan pounced forward and pressed Mo Yunzheng under her.

The iron arrow hit her left shoulder, leaving a dark blood mark.

Mo Yunzheng's deep eyes flashed with surprise. He never thought that the little eunuch in front of him would risk his life to save himself.

"This hurts too much..."

Ye Xuwan covered her wound. The pain made her unable to even straighten up.

Originally, she just thought that since Mo Qingsong would not leave her alive, she might as well help Mo Yunzheng escape this disaster and block him once in order to gain some trust.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xuwan underestimated the power of this iron arrow. The moment it was shot, she almost fainted from the pain.

Mo Yunzheng stood up and helped Ye Xuwan up: "Let's go!"

Pulled by Mo Yunzheng, Ye Xuwan endured the excruciating pain and ran forward.

The moment the two stepped out of the City God's Temple, Ye Xuwan's calf was entangled in a thorny vine and she fell heavily to the ground.

The calf was scratched by barbs and turned into a bloody mess in an instant.

Mo Yunzheng immediately stopped and turned around, drawing a short sword from his sleeve.

While the swords were fighting, a corpse suddenly fell in front of Ye Xuwan's eyes.

"Die, die...die?!"

Seeing that he was only a finger away from him, the assassin's face was staring straight at Ye Xuwan with a ferocious expression.

Ye Xuwan was so frightened that she struggled to get up. Under a burst of bone-chilling pain, a layer of flesh was torn off along with her calf, and blood instantly soaked her entire clothes.

"what!--"

Ye Xuwan screamed out in pain, her feet softened, and her whole body fell down again.

Mo Yunzheng stepped forward and hugged the person directly from the waist.

"Bear it, don't attract others."

"Forbearance, I really...can't help it..." At this moment, Ye Xuwan felt as if she had experienced eighteen kinds of torture, and the severe pain radiating from all over her body made her thoughts become confused.

The instinctive reaction was just to hold on to Mo Yunzheng's clothes and try his best to prevent himself from falling down again.

"Your Highness, it really hurts..."

Ye Xuwan gritted her teeth and held on, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she tried to take a step forward.

But unexpectedly, Mo Yunzheng suddenly let go of his hand, and Ye Xuwan staggered a few steps, finally holding on to the rockery to stand firm.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Yunzheng surrounded by no less than ten people.

Ye Xuwan subconsciously looked around, but found the assassin pressing towards her step by step.

Mo Qingsong really wanted to put her to death!Such behavior really made the original owner so infatuated with him in vain!
Ye Xuwan moved slowly, but her body was gradually approaching Mo Yunzheng's direction.

The moment the assassin suddenly stabbed her with his sword, Ye Xuwan suddenly shouted: "Your Highness, be careful!"

The moment the long sword pierced the abdomen, Mo Yunzheng stepped forward quickly, raised the knife and dropped it. The hand holding the long sword fell to the ground along with the gushing blood.

"Your Highness..."

Ye Xuwan's weak voice reached her ears, and Mo Yunzheng's cold and calm face was instantly filled with undisguised murderous intent.

"How dare you touch a lonely person... I'm really tired of living!"

Mo Yunzheng walked towards the assassin, and the hunting breeze blew by, carrying his dark robe and hair.

His eyebrows were scarlet, and his deep eyes were filled with coldness.

"Pretend! Go! Leave no survivors!"

With an order, all the assassins attacked Mo Yunzheng.

Ye Xuwan who was standing next to her was so frightened that she closed her eyes, fearing that Mo Yunzheng's body would appear in front of her eyes in the next second.

"It's over, it's over..."

However, after a moment, the sound of clashing weapons dissipated, and there was nothing else but the sound of wind in Ye Xuwan's ears.

"Little Leaf."

Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Xuwan was overjoyed, and then she saw Mo Yunzheng's stern face.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and only the corpses of the assassins were seen, and some even had their arms and legs cut off.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuwan, who was already frightened, turned even paler.

"Little Ye Zi? Can you still hear Gu's words?"

Seeing Ye Xuwan's appearance, Mo Yunzheng's expression became a little uneasy.

Ye Xuwan noticed the look in Mo Yunzheng's eyes, and something suddenly rose in her heart.

"Your Highness... I know that you have always been suspicious of me, but... my sincerity towards Your Highness will never change..."

Death is definitely not an issue, after all, the golden finger is right there.

But Ye Xuwan wanted to take this opportunity to earn trust from Mo Yunzheng so as to avoid any worries.

Ye Xuwangu pretended to have died a worthy death, with a hint of crying in her voice.

"Your Highness... This servant can protect Your Highness, even if it means death, it's worth it."

Mo Yunzheng couldn't help but frown when he heard Ye Xuwan's words.

"Death? I'm here to save you. I can't die."

After saying this, Mo Yunzheng took out a bottle of trauma medicine from his sleeve and glanced at Ye Xuwan's wound.

The area on the left shoulder was already somewhat infected, and even the blood stains gradually solidified, and the skin adhered to the clothes tightly.

"Be patient."

"what?……"

Before Ye Xuwan could react, Mo Yunzheng took out his dagger and slashed the coat on Ye Xuwan's chest.

(End of this chapter)

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