Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

The assassins who dared to assassinate Khan Kublai Khan were naturally top-notch, not to mention that the assassinations along the way were all well-planned.This is the last sprint, and it is the ultimate goal of all assassins.No matter what the result is, this is the last fight, either you die or I forget.

Because of this, there must be a commander among the last assassins in ambush here.And this commander knew the whole Great Yuan royal family very well, and now he even set up a trap directly to block the secret passage.

However, this leader really made Arnold feel uncomfortable as if someone had his throat choked.With just one order, she can clearly know who the other party is.With such a familiar voice but with such cold words, Wen Yingyun really changed, even A Nuo felt that the change was too fast.

The assassin's actions are well-known, and he has already rushed towards Ulan in the blink of an eye.

Ulan's face changed drastically, but she bit her lips tightly and did not say a word.She didn't dare to look back, she just forced herself not to be afraid.

The cold knife light fell down and slashed straight at Ulan's back.Her eyes widened, and finally she let out an uncontrollable muffled sound, and fell crookedly on the boat.

The night was already very deep, and everything around was shrouded in darkness. The light was so dim that you could only distinguish those cold blades, and you couldn't tell who was injured where, or whether there was a lot of blood.

A Nuo only vaguely saw a shadow on Ulan's back, gradually expanding on the light blue cloth.

"Ulan..." She was flustered, and her heart was so suffocated that it was extremely difficult for her to breathe, "Ulan..." The hysterical shout echoed on the cowardly green river, with a strong sense of despair until Rush to the sky.She watched Ulan die in front of her, and was powerless to listen to the death order issued by Wen Yingyong.

"kill……"

There was another icy cry, and the ruthless words were full of blood.

A Nuo stared at him with his eyes wide open, "Wen Yingyun, from today onwards there is no friendship between you and me, only you owe me your life."

Wen Yingyun looked at the stubborn and petite figure standing on the boat, watched the eyes staring at him with anger and hatred, watched her pick up a falling arrow on the boat and cut the long skirt, looked at A fluttering skirt fell on the river with the wind.Between them, everything in the past is gone, but the only thing left today is vendetta to the death.He gritted his teeth, and gripped the long sword in his hand even tighter. The pattern on the copper hilt was deeply engraved into his palm. He narrowed his eyes and jumped towards Arnold.

Arnold was very calm, as if because of the too much atmosphere, he suddenly felt that all this was nothing.She watched Wen Yingyun rushing towards him with his sword in hand, and watched the sharp blade of the sword glisten with a breathtaking cold light under the bright moon.She clenched the arrow in her hand, and the most ruthless determination was already in her eyes.

"Amur, get back." There was a shout, and Zhenjin's figure had already landed on the boat to block her.

Wen Yingyue's speed was extremely fast, but he was still one step behind the real gold.The long sword slashed straight down, and was held up by another long sword that had already been raised.

With a sound of "ding", the boat swayed backwards, and Wen Yingyun slashed down again with a sword.

The real gold long sword was raised again, and the two swords collided again in the blink of an eye, and a string of flames flashed with the piercing sound.The two tried their best just to kill each other.

Fight to the death, only fight to the death...