"Run! There are bandits here!"
Jiang Jiaojiao immediately pulled her out foot back, her face turning pale, she was extremely frightened.
She never imagined that by escaping the main road and avoiding the main path, they would actually end up at the burial place of her past life.
Is this... destiny?
A cool breeze rose, chilling Jiang Jiaojiao from her feet to the top of her head. Suddenly... a cloak blocked the breeze, and her icy hand fell into a warm, soft palm.
"Jiaojiao?"
Prince Chen's gaze sharpened instantly, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and pretense.
The terrifying dream flashed uncontrollably through his mind—in the dream, Jiao Jiao was being frantically chased by a group of vicious mountain bandits. She ran and dodged desperately, but the bandits behind her were relentlessly pursuing her, getting closer and closer...
Prince Chen's heart clenched, and he instinctively hugged the person in his arms tighter.
He could clearly feel that her body was trembling slightly, as if she was still immersed in extreme fear.
Without the slightest hesitation, Prince Chen immediately shouted, "Protect the Emperor!"
The sword, red and blue, was immediately drawn!
A group of bandits rushed out of the forest, laughing loudly and shouting the exact same words they had heard in their previous lives.
"Hahaha—what a huge, fat sheep! Brothers, you're in for a treat today!"
The familiar voice made Jiao Jiao's eyes widen instantly, and the scene of her dying in her past life, accompanied by crazy laughter, echoed in her ears.
"Ahhh—"
Jiang Jiaojiao instinctively covered her ears and screamed.
Prince Chen held the person tightly in his arms, his gaze sweeping over the group of bandits. His voice turned cold, devoid of any emotion, "Kill."
One word.
The guards surrounding the carriage suddenly changed their demeanor, their murderous aura rising instantly, like killing gods returning from the battlefield, their eyes resolute, ready to die.
The bandits dared not take another step forward, and hurriedly formed a tight circle, trapping the carriage in the middle.
A bandit leader with a full beard stepped out from the crowd.
He was tall and strong, with a gleaming, sharp broadsword slung over his shoulder, and he exuded a chilling aura.
His large, bell-like eyes swept fiercely around, but when his gaze landed on the carriage, he suddenly froze.
It turned out that he had spotted Prince Chen sitting in the carriage at a glance. In that instant, the expression on his face became extremely greedy, even more excited than when he saw the beauty Jiang Jiaojiao!
After all, he was a bandit leader who killed without hesitation. Although he could tell that the person opposite him was not an ordinary guard, he was not afraid at all.
He licked his lips, revealing a set of large, yellow teeth, "So there was another little lamb! Hahaha—"
"The sheep belongs to me, everything else is yours!"
As she spoke, she charged forward, carrying a large sword. With a whoosh, the sword flashed red and blue, and Qiu Xiang drew her longsword, leading dozens of men in an unwavering charge.
Jiang Jiaojiao stared intently through her fingers at the large machete in the bandit's hand. In her past life... it was this very machete that had pierced her chest.
Sensing Jiao Jiao's trembling and fear, Prince Chen slowly spoke, "Jiao Jiao...did he hurt you?"
"..."
Jiang Jiaojiao nodded with difficulty, only able to stand steadily by relying on Prince Chen's hand. She told herself not to be afraid, because in her previous life, she only had a few coachmen and maids who had no martial arts skills, which is why they died at the hands of bandits.
This time... is different.
Although the bandits were numerous, the guards around Prince Chen were no pushovers either, and they were in a bloodthirsty frenzy, their eyes gleaming with rage.
Seeing how fierce the guards were, the bandit leader glared at Jiang Jiaojiao, his murderous intent fully revealed!
"ah--"
The bandit leader grabbed a seriously wounded bandit and used him as a shield before charging towards Jiang Jiaojiao in the carriage.
The same broadsword, the same fierce and menacing appearance.
Jiang Jiaojiao was instantly plunged into that nightmare from her past life, and the four words of Brahma, "The Mandate of Heaven is hard to defy," flashed through her mind.
Is it really... really so?
Prince Chen felt the person in his arms trembling in despair, and his own frail body suddenly turned cold. "Leave no one alive!"
Accompanied by his icy voice.
The hidden Dragon Guards instantly appeared, especially Dao Cheng, who could no longer hold back. He kicked the bandit leader dozens of meters away. One Dragon Guard held off ten bandits, instantly killing them in pieces!
"ah--"
The bandit leader was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, at an astonishing speed!
Before he even landed, Qiu Xiang's sword flashed through the air like lightning, piercing his arm with pinpoint accuracy. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the bandit leader let out a shrill scream.
In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the hundreds of bandits who had initially been so aggressive had suffered heavy casualties, with blood staining the ground and a strong stench of blood filling the air.
The surviving bandits were terrified. They huddled together, gripping their weapons with trembling hands, their eyes fixed on the Dragon Guards ahead, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Jiang Jiaojiao felt as if all her strength had been drained away, her legs went weak, and if the people around her hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground.
She had never seen such a horrific scene before.
Prince Chen's cold gaze swept over the bandits in front of him, as if he were looking at a group of dead men.
Not a single one was left.
Remembering Prince Chen's orders, the Dragon Guard gripped his weapon tightly, exuding a murderous aura.
That day, if His Highness hadn't ordered them to go to Baima Temple first to protect the future princess, His Highness wouldn't have been ambushed on the way and almost lost his life.
Thinking of the danger of that day, the Dragon Guards' eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The bandits were all pale-faced, trembling, and involuntarily retreating, their eyes filled with fear and panic.
"Hehe—good...it's been a long time since I've encountered such a troublesome fat sheep!"
Despite the excruciating pain, the bandit leader, his arm stained with blood, leaned against a nearby tree trunk and struggled to his feet.
Blood streaming down his face made his already ferocious features even more distorted and terrifying. His bloodshot eyes seemed about to pop out of their sockets, filled with madness, and he grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth. "You think you can escape today...?"
That's all.
He let out a sinister laugh, "Hehe... This fat sheep is tough; you guys have no choice but to make your move."
Accompanied by eerie laughter, a group of masked men in black appeared like ghosts, exuding a murderous aura that rivaled that of the Dragon Guards.
"They're yours to handle, the fat sheep are mine!"
The bandit leader licked his blood-stained lips.
As the group of men in black appeared, Prince Chen's eyes gradually turned cold. Sure enough... they had a backup plan.
Jiang Jiaojiao was stunned.
Didn't expect there was someone behind the bandits?
Then... what about the past life?
Were these people also secretly watching him get killed by bandits?
Or is it...?
The people who wanted to kill her weren't bandits at all, but this group of men in black.
Then...whose people are they?
Was the death in the previous life an accident, or a calculated act?
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