Chapter 370 The Hairless Man with a Demonic Appearance

As the sun reached its zenith, the newly sprouted reeds swayed gently in the wind, but the edges of the leaves were slightly curled by the sun. The early summer sun was a bit glaring, and even people were lazy and lacked energy.

Qiao Wanyan felt a little sleepy and closed her eyes to rest. Zi Yuan also felt sleepy and leaned against the wall to rest. The breeze from the window was so comfortable that people were even more reluctant to open their eyes.

Suddenly, the carriage was stopped abruptly.

Qiao Wanyan almost fell to her knees. Zi Yuan immediately supported her and turned back to angrily scold her, "How can you drive if you don't want to live?!"

Outside the carriage, Lu Jinye's voice rang out.

"There is an assassin, hide well."

Then he drew the long sword from his waist.

The sword was bathed in too much human blood. At this moment, under the sunlight, it emitted a sinister light that no one dared to underestimate.

Zi Yuan immediately opened the door, only to see that the coachman had been shot in the chest by an arrow and was already dead. And around the carriage were dozens of ferocious men.

Zi Yuan recognized the one who was leading the group.

"Miss, it's General Zhongwu and his wife."

Qiao Wanyan glanced through the window and knew that so many people must have come prepared.

He had no grudges against the Li family. Even if there were any, it was only because they threatened and forced Li Hansong to pester Qiao Yihuan. But no matter how you look at it, the Li family couldn't blame him for the loss of their son.

Zi Yuan said loudly: "I heard that General Zhongwu retired from the army and returned to the countryside. What does he want to do now?"

Some time ago, Li Hansong died in prison. There were rumors that King Jing sent someone to kill him in revenge, but there has been no evidence.

The three judicial departments investigated the matter together, but they could not find any clues to clear Prince Jing of his guilt. So General Zhongwu was so sad that he asked to return to his hometown to retire in the court. Now he surrounded the young lady's carriage with great fuss, which must be ill-intentioned.

Li Yingjiang was a military commander who had risen to higher positions step by step by licking blood on the edge of a knife. At this moment, his face was gloomy, which was really scary.

"He Yanli killed my son. He is the son of the emperor. I don't have the ability to ask for his life in return. But if I let it go, I would be really sorry for my only child!"

Zi Yuan was puzzled, "Then why did you go to King Jing and shoot our Qiao family's coachman to stop the carriage?"

Instead of going to settle accounts with Prince Jing, he came all the way here and surrounded the Qiao family's carriage, just to tell her about this?

Is it her business?

Li Yingjiang gritted his teeth and said, "He Yanli killed my son, so I will kill the woman he loved most and hang her head in front of the gate of Prince Jing's mansion! Even if I can't survive in the future, my wife and I will have the dignity to see Song'er in the underworld!"

Li Yingjiang's tone became more and more crazy. Mrs. Li next to him seemed to think of the death of the son she had raised and cared for for many years, and her eyes turned red.

Prince Jing hated the girl from the Qiao family, but he had been back in Beijing for a long time and had never hurt her in any way.

Considering the love that Prince Jing had for the girl from the Qiao family, it must have been extremely painful for Prince Jing to kill the girl from the Qiao family.

Qiao Wanyan thought that the couple were hopelessly stupid. Although she never thought that military generals were empty-headed people, after all, generals who fought in battles, laid out plans to lure the enemy, analyzed situations, were familiar with military tactics, and had insight into people's hearts, they were no worse than those civil officials who had countless great principles.

Military generals must be both civil and military.

But Li Yingjiang at this moment made her begin to doubt her own cognition.

He killed me and hung my head on the gate of Prince Jing's mansion, which clearly showed that he didn't care about his life. Since he didn't care about his life, he should go to Prince Jing for revenge. How could he seek revenge on me?

There's something wrong with your brain!

Why doesn't God kill those idiots?

Qiao Wanyan was not panicked. Although she did not bring any secret guards with her this time, the National Temple was some distance away from the capital but she could arrive there on the same day. Moreover, many people came and went on this road, so even if there were bad guys, they would not choose this road.

That's why Lu Jinye and Zi Yuan can protect themselves.

Even facing so many people at this moment, she didn't feel scared.

"Lu Jinye, kill them. Then go to the Li family's ancestral tomb, dig out Li Hansong's body and throw it into the mass grave to feed the wolves."

Li Yingjiang was furious when he heard this, "How dare you?! Kill the Qiao family girl. Whoever can get the Qiao family girl's head will be rewarded handsomely!"

Although Zi Yuan usually looked down on Lu Jinye, and Lu Jinye thought Zi Yuan was stupid and disliked saying one more word to her, she would be labeled a fool, but at this moment the two of them did not communicate but cooperated very well.

Lu Jinye killed the enemy, while Zi Yuan stayed beside Qiao Wanyan to defend.

Although they were outnumbered, they were not at a disadvantage in momentum.

The carriage was chopped open by several people, and Zi Yuan grabbed Qiao Wanyan's waist and jumped to the ground.

A poisonous arrow was shot towards her, but before it got close to Qiao Wanyan, it was whipped away by Zi Yuan.

"Miss, run to the dense forest on the west side. I will cover your retreat!"

Once we get to the dense forest, it will be easier to kill these bastards with the help of the terrain.

Qiao Wanyan didn't say a word. She always cherished her life at critical moments, and she knew that only when she was safe would Lu Jinye and Zi Yuan be able to kill the enemy better.

She lifted her skirt and turned around to run towards the dense forest, but after running two steps, her vision went dark, and she staggered and knelt on the ground.

My head feels dizzy and heavy as if I have dropped a thousand pounds.

"Miss!"

"Owner!"

Zi Yuan shouted loudly, but suddenly staggered. Seeing the assassin coming at her with a sword, she gritted her teeth and swung a whip at him, barely able to stand firm.

Something is wrong, this feeling...

There was nothing strange along the way, except for drinking tea at a tea stall.

Ziyuan's head buzzed and her scalp felt numb.

Li Yingjiang sneered, "The son of the tea stall owner is in my hands. If you stop to drink tea, the cartilage powder will definitely go into your tea. If you don't stop and continue on your way, so many people will definitely be able to take your lives. It's just a matter of spending a little more time."

The silver needle couldn't detect it, and he had spent all his family fortune to buy the cartilage powder!

If you are determined to die, what's the point of keeping money?

Ninety percent of the assassins trapped Lu Jinye. Li Yingjiang drew his bow and aimed at Qiao Wanyan.

The moment the arrow was shot out, Zi Yuan rushed towards Qiao Wanyan without any hesitation, wanting to use her body to block the arrow for the young lady.

However, when the arrow was only an inch away from Zi Yuan's back, it was knocked to the ground by a speeding arrow.

Qiao Wanyan was not as strong as someone who practiced martial arts. She also drank the tea containing cartilage powder, but her reaction to the medicinal effect was stronger than Ziyuan's.

As her vision blurred, she only saw a carriage stop in the distance.

And through the car window, she saw a hairless man with a demonic appearance.