Just as Zhenbei Hou was about to leave, Yan Cheng suddenly grabbed his arm and said when he looked over, "It's been a short time. That person definitely hasn't left the prison yet."
Marquis Zhenbei looked at Yan Cheng's shiny white face in the dark prison and felt that what he said made sense, so he immediately ordered people to search the prison.
However, just as the order from the Marquis of Zhenbei was issued, the jailer who had just led the way for them suddenly bared his fangs like a wild beast, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed at Yan Cheng with a fierce look in his eyes.
That’s right, his target was not the Marquis of Zhenbei who controlled the Northwest Army, but Yan Cheng, who was beside the Marquis of Zhenbei and had only the throne but no outstanding military achievements.
"careful!"
The Marquis of Zhenbei cried out in shock.
Instinctively, he tried to kick the jailer away, but this action caused him to twist his waist accidentally.
The intense pain hit him instantly and he couldn't help but let out a howl of pain.
Yun Cong'an, who wanted to go forward to rescue Yan Cheng, quickly reached out to support him.
However, in fact, even without their help, Yan Cheng would not be in any danger at all.
Just as he raised his foot and was about to kick the jailer in the abdomen, Leng Yan suddenly rushed out from the side like a flash of lightning, and the sword in his hand chopped off the jailer's hand in an instant like a cold light.
The splattering blood drops were like red plum blossoms, many of which fell on his face, adding a different color to his originally cold and indifferent face.
Leng Yan mercilessly kicked away the jailer who was overestimating his own abilities and trying to fight a powerful opponent with an egg, without even giving him a contemptuous look.
He retreated back to Yan Cheng's side and asked in a low and concerned voice:
“Were you scared?”
Yan Cheng: “…”
Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely.
Suddenly, she poked his waist with her finger, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of anger:
"Do you think I'm weak and easily frightened?"
Leng Yan was silent for a moment and said nothing.
At this moment, the soldiers who came with them finally realized what was happening and stepped forward to tie up the bleeding jailer tightly.
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