Qing Yue, who was leaning on Feng Ling and crying sadly, suddenly said this.

Feng Ling's eyes widened in shock, and she was stunned by this question. After a long pause, she said with a stern face, "It depends on the people."

Fortunately, Qingyue only asked casually. She continued, "Childhood sweethearts, innocent and innocent, are not as tempting as power. It's as if I've never really known him."

Thinking of Chu Yan's cruelty and ruthlessness, Qing Yue sneered, but the smile was bitter.

If he wasn't seriously injured, why would there be such despair in his eyes?

Feng Ling pursed her lips, feeling both pity and jealousy. She knew who she was talking about, but she didn't know what Chu Yan had said to her in Nanjiao Temple.

"you……"

Feng Ling was about to offer words of comfort, but at this moment, the carriage shook, and with a clang, a sharp sword flew through the air, heading straight for the carriage...

"There's an assassin, protect the master!"

The sharp shouts of Zhong Wu and Zhong Liu suddenly rang out outside.

Qing Yue raised her head, but the next moment Feng Ling suddenly pressed her into his arms, "Don't move!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless sharp arrows flew through the air.

The sound of fighting suddenly broke out.

"Master, don't come out!"

Zhong Liu's voice came urgently!

The sounds of fighting outside were getting more intense, and it could be heard that there were many people involved.

"Feng Ling, let me go, I'll go out and help!"

When the assassination attempt came, Qing Yue stopped feeling sad for Chun Qiu Yue and was about to open her phoenix feathers and walk out of the car.

"Don't move. There are at least dozens of assassins outside. If you go out now, you will be a sitting duck."

Feng Ling said in a stern voice, and suddenly raised his hand. A golden thread flew out and directly wrapped around the neck of a black-clad assassin. He pulled it hard, and blood splattered. At the same time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Qing Yue could see clearly that there were at least dozens of assassins outside, surrounding their carriage and approaching their compartment, while Zhong Wu, Zhong Liu and Feng Ling's shadow guards were fighting with them.

At this moment, Qing Yue also discovered that the carriage had driven into a canyon and the assassin was lying in ambush there.

Suddenly, countless sharp arrows attacked them again, whizzing directly onto the carriage.

Qing Yue's expression suddenly changed. This ambush and assassination was obviously a big deal, and it was aimed at taking their lives.

Who is it?

Chu Yan?

The silver needle in Qing Yue's hand shot out the moment the curtain was lifted, knocking down several men in black.

At the same time, the golden thread in the sharp hand turned into a sharp blade and flew out.

Blood splattered on his face, and his phoenix eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

However, there were too many men in black, and they kept coming.

"careful!"

At this moment, Feng Ling shouted urgently, and Qing Yue's body was pulled by Feng Ling. She was pulled behind him. With a whoosh, a feather arrow hit her face directly. The tail end of the feather arrow was pinched in Feng Ling's hand, cutting his palm.

"Feng Ling, your hand."

"fine."

Feng Ling threw the feather arrow, his eyes stern and cold. "Qin Wan, listen to me. I will fight my way out for you. Take advantage of the chaos and leave this carriage and this canyon. Zhong Wu and the others won't be able to hold out for long."

Feng Ling said quickly.

Qing Yue was stunned. Just when she was about to get off the carriage, Feng Ling wouldn't let her. But now he told her to fight her way out and escape. It was obvious that he saw that the situation was unfavorable.

There are too many black-clad warriors here, and they are here to die together with them.

"What about you?"

Qing Yue said urgently.

"I'm fine, you go first!"

Feng Ling said.

As he spoke, he sternly said, "Open the way to the right, Shadow Guards, follow my orders, escort Princess Yu out of the valley!"

The cold sound echoed throughout the canyon.

It goes without saying that these assassins are here to kill him. As long as he stays here, Qin Wan will be able to escape.

"Feng Ling, I won't leave!"

Qing Yue's eyes suddenly turned red, and she grabbed Feng Ling's arm, "Who do you take me for? What will you do if I leave?"

She said angrily.

Feng Ling's legs were too lame to walk, so he didn't even have the chance to escape with her, especially since she asked the shadow guards to clear the way for her to leave. If he stayed here, he would only die!

"What are you doing? Go!"

Feng Ling didn't expect that Qin Wan in front of her would become stubborn at this time. His face became even colder. He pulled off the curtain of the carriage and pushed her down.

How could Qingyue get off the carriage? Otherwise, what would Fengling do?

In desperation, she grabbed the carriage.

But at this moment, another wave of sharp arrows broke through the air and headed straight for Qing Yue's eyebrows.

"careful!"

"Feng Ling, be careful!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless arrows flew through the air. Outside the carriage, corpses were scattered all over the ground and the smell of blood filled the air. The small canyon was like a hell on earth.

The carriage was blown away by the arrows. Feng Ling drew out his sword and kept waving it at the feather arrows that broke through the air. His sword was flying and his momentum was like a rainbow, but Qing Yue had no time to appreciate it at this time. She threw out almost all the silver needles on her body, and with the dagger left in her hand, she would cut the neck of any assassin who approached the carriage.

Her light pink skirt had been stained red, but she was completely unaware!

Just keep killing, killing, killing!

This is a fight of one against ten.

It seemed as if there were no more assassins to kill.

As one group died, another group followed.

There are also archers lying in ambush above the canyon.

Don't give them a moment to breathe.

Feng Ling’s people had already sent out a distress signal, but how could they arrive in such a short time?

Am I really going to die here?

Qing Yue regretted coming to Nanjiao Mountain today. She thought she was fully prepared, but who could have thought that Chu Yan could be so crazy?

At this critical juncture, if anything happened between her and Feng Ling, Emperor Chu would blame it on Chu Yan.

When she fought Chu Yan at Nanjiao Temple, he didn't kill her. So he was lying in ambush here? What a cruel and vicious Chu Yan!

Qing Yuehen was anxious!

His eyes were red, and the killing movements in his hands became even more brutal!

"Qingyue!"

But suddenly, Feng Ling roared as if startled. Qing Yue turned around subconsciously, only to see a assassin attacking her from behind, heading straight towards her, and at the same time, a wave of arrows came through the air.

There is no way to avoid it, there is no way to hide.

Qing Yue's pupils shrank, and she turned around, facing the approaching arrow with her back, and stabbed the dagger in her hand into the assassin's neck.

But……

The expected severe pain did not come. Qing Yue turned around and saw Feng Ling flying up and standing in front of her. The arrow had just pierced his chest directly.

He blocked the assassin on the right with his whole body, but used his body to block the arrow shot at her!

Qing Yue felt her mind go blank, and something fell heavily on her heart.

"Phoenix Feather."

Qing Yue's heart clenched and she screamed in shock.

But suddenly the horse neighed, and the whole person lost weight in an instant. The already anxious horse was hit by a feather arrow. Because of the severe pain, it neighed and then started to run wildly.

"master!"

"Your Majesty!"

"princess!"