Lord of End of World

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Feeling the stiffness of the little girl in the arms, Shizong frowned, raised his hand and gently patted her back, and softly pacified: "Don't be afraid, just some large animals attracted by the aroma of food, just drive away, nothing will happen. "The hunting ground has already been swept away, and dangerous animals have been driven or temporarily captive, and there should be no problem."

Ouyang Huiru’s heart is very clear, this must be the ghost of Jiang Yingyue’s sorrow. It’s impossible not to have anything, but the sorrowful and low-pitched appeasement of the ancestors in the ear lingers, she feels very safe, her body gradually relaxes, and she nodded gracefully. Looking up at Sejong’s eyes is full of trust and dependence.

"Oh, nothing, there is a father, don't leave the father's side." She stared at her clear eyes, Sejong's heart was soft, and she couldn't help but laugh. For the first time, I felt that guarding a person, Makes her feel safe, so that is what makes him satisfied.

The guards who went to see the situation soon returned, and their expressions were a little tight. They screamed and said: "Back to the emperor, I don’t know where to bring two brown bears. They are a little emotional, they are hard to be here, and the slaves can’t control. "The two brown bears seem to be hungry for a few months, and their eyes are green, rambling, and they can't stop.

Sejong nodded and waved: "Go a few more people." Will there be brown bears in the paddock? Is it a defensive negligence or someone deliberately arranged? Sejong frowns.

The guards pumped out a team of people and went to support, trying to subdue the brown bear to ensure the safety of the emperor.

Pretending to be frightened, Jiang Yingyue, who was in the shadow of the corner, glanced at the five guards who stayed. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly and said: It is time.

The sudden change of the mutation, a burst of sound came, from the jungle suddenly appeared ten assassins in black, rushed to the Sejong and his party.

"Protect the emperor!" The guards did not react slowly. Almost the assassin rushed out and had already set up the formation. The emperor and the prince were surrounded by the drip, and the water dripping did not leak, and Jiang Yingyue also took care of them. , hiding behind Ouyang Huiru.

Ouyang Huiru has been paying attention to Jiang Yingyue's movements. Seeing her lurking behind her, she is happy in her heart. Well, you are close to yourself, and it is convenient for me to look at you. The timing of stealing the mirror is easier to find.

The thorny guests were crowded, the guards were fighting with them, and they were slowly dispersed. The formation showed flaws. Two assassins with special martial arts had a tendency to break through.

Sejong’s expression was calm, turning his face to Ouyang Huiru, who was beside him, patted her head and said softly, “The little girl is waiting here, don’t move, go and go.” The tone is proud, clearly not The group of assassins is in the eye.

Ouyang Huiru quickly and skillfully nodded, until the Shizong really stepped away, and hurriedly pulled his hand, the voice worried and said: "The father is careful!"

"Oh ~" In this case, Sejong actually felt that his mood was very good, and he couldn’t help but laughed. He squeezed the weak hand of the palm of his hand, as promised to swear: "Reassured, you will not have something, and will not let you have something!" Then he looked at Jiang Yingyue, who was hiding behind Ouyang Huiru. The gentle tone instantly becomes harsh, "protect the Prince!"

"Slaves obey!" Jiang Yingyue nodded with sincerity and sincerity, and he stood up in two steps, blocking the Prince.

Sejong was satisfied with the situation. He took out the sabre at the waist, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked. The man had already rushed into the killing field. He barely gave the other party a blink of an eye. The hands were falling and the two heads had swirled into the dark grass.

With the addition of Sejong, the guards were a lot easier and the momentum was so high that the opponents gradually lost their power. Every assassin was slightly closer to the Prince, and he was immediately cut off by Shizong, and he was so hot that he would never drag the water.

Ouyang Huiru pale face, strong to resist the desire to vomit, watching Sejong as killing God, harvesting a life, his face with a relaxed smile like walking in his back garden.

Does such awkward person really need her to save? She is deeply doubtful.

The killer has been slaughtered, the guards have relaxed, the mutation has started again, and an arrow has suddenly come from a distance. The target is the Emperor Sejong in the crowd.

Jiang Yingyue has already walked four or five meters away and is gradually approaching Sejong. Hearing a slight break, her eyes were violent, and her mouth was waiting to shout out, "The Emperor is careful," and he will go up and stop the arrow.

However, she only took a step, and she was caught in the collar with one hand, and pulled back, behind her, and she continued to follow her Ouyang Huiru by pulling her inertia to Shizong, yelling in her mouth. "The father is careful!"

Jiang Yingyue was torn to the ground, watching Ouyang Huiru throw down Sejong. The two men rolled over a distance on the ground and were stopped by a branch.

And the arrow that was shot in the dark, the sound of '咚', was loosely tied to the trunk of the place where Sejong was originally standing. The tail of the arrow swayed twice, and it could not be lost. Obviously, the power of this arrow is not heavy. Little lethality.

Didn't you have to stop the arrow and succeed? Ouyang Huiru turned up and looked at the arrow on the trunk, and some of her heart could not believe her plan went so smoothly.

Sejong also turned over and stared at her face with a look of suspicion, fear, frowning, waiting to say something, and even more and more assassins in the jungle.

People like Jiang Yingyue are thoughtful, temperamental, and sinister. There are two strikes and three strikes. How can they easily accept failure?

Her eyes were sullen, her fingers were invisible, and the new assassins immediately divided their work. They tried their best to fight with the guards, while the other took the knife and the dying of the dynasty.

Jiang Yingyue also quickly kept up, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Seeing that the killer has not stopped, one person rushed straight toward them, and the knife was cut. Ouyang Huiru’s face was white. When he thought about it, he rushed to Sejong and hugged him. He thought: After an arrow, it is still necessary to block the knife! ? Forget it, get out!

Sejong was about to stand up and meet the enemy. He did not expect to be attacked by Ouyang Huiru, and he sat back again. He could only watch the killer rushing over the knife and rushing to see it.

The blade has not arrived, the knife wind has already hit, Ouyang Huiru back chills, the forehead is a dense layer of cold sweat.

Sejong’s nervous mood is even worse than her. Seeing that the blade is smashing toward the little girl, his heart has stopped beating. This knife has not fallen, but it seems to have been in his heart, and his heart splits his heart in half. It’s a pain!

"No!" He screamed inside, and he would catch the knife when he was only a few inches away from the back of Ouyang Huiru. The tiger's mouth was opened by a sharp blade, and blood flowed down his wrist and dripped in Ouyang Huiru. On the back.

Feeling that the back is warm, but there is no pain, Ouyang Huiru is biased, and is opposite to the blade with the cold light, a shudder floats from her heart.

The people with such great powers as Sejong greet the blade with their hands on the back of the green muscles. It is very difficult. It can be seen that the height of the martial arts is not inferior to him. If this knife is implemented, she will not only be injured, but one point and two. Half, dead without a whole body.

Realizing that he was passing by with death, Ouyang Huiru trembled and his face floated with water. She is very scared now, can be said to be afraid of the extreme.

Sejong gritted his teeth and tried to hold the knife in his hand, not letting the blade approach the arms of the person.

The killer is also secretly applying force, even using his hands to suppress the handle.

The branches behind Shizong could not withstand such great pressure, and the sound of smashing sounds, the sound of the break sounded, and the back of Shizong sank, and the body fell, and it stopped. He discovered that behind the lake, they Stopped by the branches, hanging against a slope.

There was no focus on the back. Sejong’s body fell down in an inch, and the blade was a little closer to the back of the little girl. He frowned, regardless of the blade that was deeply embedded in the tiger’s mouth, and the knife was caught tighter, waiting only for the guards. Come to the rescue.

However, the killer martial arts who joined the battle again were stronger than the previous wave. The guards were divided into bodies, and they often wanted to come to the rescue and were entangled. The situation was very critical.

Sejong gritted his teeth and grabbed the knife in one hand. He tightened the little girl in his arms. In any case, he can't let go, can't see her hurt.

The branches broke a few more, the two fell down, and the knife followed, and at this moment, a slamming sound came into the flesh, and the fierce killer suddenly loosened the knife, soft. The fall of the face, the face is an expression of disbelief.

Sejong threw the knife and frowned at the direction in which the killer fell. I saw Jiang Yingyue holding a short blade and standing there, full of blood, looking at them with horror, hoarse and asked: "The emperor "Prince, you are all right?"

Sejong nodded and looked relaxed. Ouyang Huiru has widened his eyes and decided to look at the hand-dyed Jiang Yingyue, his eyes gradually deepening.

Jiang Yingyue is still successful! Saved the Emperor Sejong and saved the Prince! This credit can be bigger than the original drama. This time, how can she resist the pace of her upper position?

Thinking this way, desperation and frustration suddenly came, Ouyang Huiru buried in Shizong’s arms, and did not want to face this woman full of blood.

Sejong bowed his head and despised Ouyang Huiru, who was an ostrich-like one. He was about to get up, and the branches behind him suddenly broke. He sighed in his heart and pressed the people into his arms for the first time. Rolling down along the **** of the slope, I slammed into the lake and dipped in a cool heart.

"Father, I will not water." Ouyang Huiru threw in the water, hurriedly yelled, even claimed to have forgotten.

Sejong licked his lips, squatting and sliding farther and farther, went straight to the deep water area, and shook his arms and dragged her back to the shore. When she didn’t wait for her to catch her breath, she asked: "Don't you ask you to stay well?" What are you doing over? Well?"

"Children... I want to save you." Ouyang Huiru coughed twice, replied with guilty conscience.

Today, she not only tired of the Zongshi block for her, but also let Jiang Yingyue successfully rescue the car, which is almost inconsistent with her original plan. The frustration of her heart is indescribable.

"Rescue? If you don't rush over, you can avoid the dark arrow. Do you know that you almost made two halves today? What are you thinking about? You don't need you to save!" Clamping her thin shoulders and concealing her fears with a harsh tone. For the first time in his life, he tasted the taste of fear, but he was on the little girl. It felt that he would never forget, and he would never want to try it again.

Ouyang Huiru is stunned, yeah, what is she doing? Where does Sejong need her to save? Jiang Yingyue blocked the arrows. When the killers saw the plan's success, they would naturally evacuate immediately. Even if Sejong did not need it, Jiang Yingyue's contribution to the rescue could still be settled.

The same thing, she did it differently. The killer will not take care of her life and death. Naturally, she will not be merciful to her. She can only fight for her own way. Besides, people don’t need her to fight, but her troubles are to add to Shizong.

Jiang Yingyue has a golden finger, how to do it, things can be completed, and she, a careless, can be killed in minutes, cannon fodder and female host, there is such a world of difference.

Thinking of this, the chill of the blade approaching the back of the back was renewed in the heart, and then it was rejected by Shizong, and Ouyang Huiru trembled, and a pair of eyes were filled with tears in an instant, seemingly empty and helpless.