Chapter 418: The True and False Princes Unite

Xie Yuheng felt the murderous intent from the other party.

Take a defensive posture.

It's impossible to attack, my legs are weak now.

He glanced at the third prince beside him.

Xie Yuheng always felt that this thief treated the third prince in a special way.

His eyes suddenly brightened, secretly gathering strength.

A plan came to mind instantly.

The abbot's steps were as fast as a phantom. In the blink of an eye, his hands stretched out like claws and grabbed Xie Yuheng's neck.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Yuheng used all his strength to twist his body and instantly switched places with the third prince.

The third prince's pupils constricted and he screamed.

"Xie Lao San, you are harming me too!"

The abbot suddenly retracted his claws and turned his body to stop the force of the attack.

Xie Yuheng took the opportunity to put the sharp knife in his hand on the neck of the third prince.

The test just now made him understand that the abbot not only had a special feeling for the Third Prince, but also cared about him very much.

The sudden force just now made the thief's blood boil and his face looked a little abnormal.

Xie Yuheng said coldly:

"The Third Prince is now in my hands. If you surrender obediently, I promise not to hurt him in the slightest. If you insist on resisting, I will chop off his head!"

A bloodthirsty look flashed in the abbot's eyes.

He stopped himself from moving forward.

The third prince's face turned pale.

I greeted Xie Yuheng's eighteen generations of ancestors in my heart.

"Xie Yuheng, General Xie, are you mistaken? He is the Queen's man. Even if you kill me, he will not let you go!"

"We should be united against the enemy now, instead of you using my life to threaten the thieves!"

Xie Yuheng pressed down his sword, instantly leaving a thin, shallow blood mark on the third prince's fair neck.

The Third Prince felt pain, and his voice was tinged with fear.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Xie Yuheng, this madman, wuwu... If I had known that he would come to Xiangguo Temple to arrest thieves today, I would not have come.

Xie Yuheng had been observing the abbot's expression, but when the third prince shouted, "Don't kill me."

A trace of worry and heartache flashed across the abbot's eyes.

This is enough. As long as this thief cares about the third prince, Xie Yuheng will not die today. Maybe he can even capture the thief alive.

The abbot's lips curled up slightly, a sarcastic smile on his face.

"General Xie, do you really think you can escape unscathed today?"

"Come out!"

The abbot shouted loudly, and more than a dozen people rushed out from all directions.

They wore monk's robes, unlike ordinary monks.

They all had fierce expressions and held the same crescent-shaped knife in their hands.

Xie Yuheng's pupils trembled.

Very few people in Southern Chu use crescent-shaped knives, almost none.

Because the crescent moon knife was the weapon of the Northern Qi people.

"You are from Northern Qi!" Xie Yuheng said firmly.

"You're not that stupid. Today, I will let you die knowingly..."

"It's over, it's over, Xie Yuheng and we are finished!" The abbot's words were not finished yet.

It was interrupted by the loud shout of the third prince.

"We are outnumbered, outnumbered, Xie Yuheng!"

"Let me go quickly, and I will help you deal with the Northern Qi thieves!"

Xie Yuheng is confused, but he is not confused.

These thieves will not let him and Xie Yuheng go.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to give it a try. Even if he dies, he can leave a heroic image in the hearts of his father and mother.

Mother... wuwu... She must be crying very sadly because of my death.

The more I think about the Third Prince, the sadder I feel. He is the only prince my mother has.

Although his mother had been a bit cruel to him these past few days, it was because she was angry with him.

In the past, his mother had taken great care of him, holding him in her hands for fear of dropping him, and holding him in her mouth for fear of melting him.

Whenever the teachers at the Imperial Academy were harsh on him, his mother would rush to the academy to speak up for him.

He found learning martial arts too hard, so his mother trained the eunuchs and maids around him to become masters.

In order not to disappoint his mother and to be able to hold his head up in front of the other princes, he gritted his teeth and learned some boxing and kicking techniques.

Let him show his skills today!

"His Highness Xie Yuheng orders you to let me go. For the glory of the royal family and the survival of Southern Chu, I will fight these villains to the bitter end today... I will never let my father and mother down!"

Xie Yuheng looked at the Third Prince's determined expression and listened to his shouts. It seemed that this guy was unaware of the special way the abbot treated him.

When it comes to patriotism, this guy... is pretty good!

"Okay! Let's fight them!"

Xie Yuheng retracted the sharp blade.

A glint of joy flashed in the abbot's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the abbot rushed straight towards Xie Yuheng.

He also ordered: "Capture Xie Yuheng alive, don't hurt him..."

Before the word "Third Prince" was uttered, a look of pain flashed across the abbot's face.

He looked in disbelief at the soft sword that pierced his abdomen.

The man holding the sword was the third prince.

He thrust the soft sword in again and said fiercely:

"Death befall you Northern Qi thieves!"

"You didn't expect that this prince would have a soft sword wrapped around his waist!"

"This was specially made for me by my mother to protect me."

After saying this, a hint of pride flashed across his face, and he shouted at Xie Yuheng:

"What are you still standing there for? We should capture the leader first. Hurry up and take this thief under control."

When the other Northern Qi people saw that the abbot was injured, they all attacked the third prince.

The abbot opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Stop... Stop! Don't hurt the Third Prince!"

Those people stopped in their tracks and said worriedly:

"Your Majesty!"

The abbot grabbed the soft sword that pierced his abdomen, and the third prince was completely shocked.

He yelled, "Hurry up, Xie Yuheng, he's trying to escape!"

I heard a "bang" sound behind me.

Xie Yuheng's voice came from below, weakly saying:

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant cannot go any further. Your Highness, our lives are in your hands..."

He could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground like everyone else.

The third prince was horrified, and the kind face of his mother looking at him flashed through his mind.

He tried his best!

He mustered up his courage and drew out his soft sword, pulled the abbot over, and placed the sword on his neck.

The abbot's hand holding the soft sword was cut into two bloody cuts.

At this time, blood was trickling out of his abdomen and palms.

"Your Highness!" The monks took another step closer to the Third Prince and Xie Yuheng.

The abbot was afraid that his men would hurt the third prince.

Enduring the severe pain, he spoke with difficulty:

"Everyone, get back! Let them go, let them go!"

As Xie Yuheng watched what the abbot did, he became more and more suspicious of the relationship between the abbot and the third prince.

Moreover, these two have a close relationship. For the sake of the third prince, this thief even disregarded his own life.

The third prince held the abbot's arm tightly.

Maybe he can capture this thief alive today.

Just now he heard those thief monks calling this thief "Prince".

The prince of Northern Qi!

If he brought this person back to the palace, his father and mother would be proud of him.

The Third Prince glanced at Xie Yuheng and asked, "Xie San Lao, can you still leave?"

Xie Yuheng tried to get up several times. Then his eyes turned cold. He took out a dagger from his arms with great effort and stabbed his arm.

The stinging made him a little more awake, and the feeling of limpness in his body seemed to disappear a little.

He struggled to his feet.

"Let's go! As long as we get out of this courtyard, we'll be saved!"

There are endless pilgrims visiting Xiangguo Temple every day. As long as they can get out of this small courtyard, they will have a chance to be saved.

The leading monk gave an order.