From afar, one might not know, but upon closer inspection, Ye Qingcheng's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
at this time.
Qin Mohan's clothes were tattered, and he was covered in wounds and blood.
Moreover, as he moved, blood continued to ooze from his wounds.
"Qin Mohan!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest and cried out in heartache.
Clang... Bang...
kindness!
Knock knock knock!
Upon hearing Ye Qingcheng's shout, Qin Mohan's longsword clashed with the blade of one of the enemy's swords, producing a crisp sound.
at the same time.
He also glanced at Ye Qingcheng with a moment of distraction.
Distracted, he was struck by another palm strike from the enemy, letting out a muffled groan and staggering back several steps.
"Qin Mohan..."
Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng shouted again, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and instantly arrived beside him, supporting him.
With Ye Qingcheng's help, Qin Mohan steadied himself from retreating.
"princess…"
puff!
Qin Mohan was about to speak when he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Qin Mohan, how are you? Hang in there." Ye Qingcheng said, tears streaming down her face.
This was the second time in her life, no, you could say two! It was the second time she had shed tears.
I remember the first time I shed tears was before she joined the special agent team; she was selected by another organization.
Because of the organization's cold-bloodedness, they killed each other. A good sister was killed while protecting her, and she shed tears for that good sister.
This time, she didn't know if she had truly fallen in love with Qin Mohan. She only felt a pang of heartache at Qin Mohan's miserable state, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Qin Mohan was overjoyed to see Ye Qingcheng shed tears for him. He smiled and said, "Cough cough... I'm fine, Your Highness, don't cry."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng finally realized what was happening, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and glared at Qin Mohan.
"You're like this, and you still say you're fine? Why were you so stupid? Why didn't you come to me? Why did you insist on dealing with this all by yourself? Don't you know..."
"Your Highness, this must be Princess Consort Han! Just as described above, she is indeed an absolute beauty. No wonder they wanted us to take her back."
Ye Qingcheng hadn't finished speaking.
At this moment, one of the enemy soldiers looked at Ye Qingcheng and spoke to Qin Mohan.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng stopped speaking, turned to look at the enemy, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
Qin Mohan, equally cold-faced, looked at the person who had just spoken and said in a cold voice, "You're courting death."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately threw back and burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha! Prince Han, you don't even realize you're already at your last gasp, yet you still dare to spout such nonsense."
"But I truly admire you. Even in this state, you've managed to fight us for so long. You truly deserve to be called the War God Prince of the Great Xia Kingdom."
After hearing this, Ye Qingcheng released Qin Mohan and looked at the man, asking, "Tell me which side you belong to, and I might consider letting one of you go back alive to report."
kindness?
Upon hearing this, the man paused for a moment, then chuckled.
What did you just say? That one of us should live?
"That's right, speak, or you'll all die."
Pfft…
"Hahaha! I say, Princess Han, is it? Rumor has it that you are crazy and stupid. After seeing your appearance, I no longer believed it, but now it seems that it is true. Even at this time, you can still say such stupid things."
"It seems you don't want to talk anymore. In that case, all of you, shut up!"
As Ye Qingcheng spoke, she snatched the longsword from Qin Mohan's hand and glared at him.
"Stay here, don't move!"
"No, there are so many of them, I cannot let you fight alone."
"You won't let me go alone? And what about you? Who gave you permission to take it upon yourself to lure these people here?"
"I…"
"Hmph, Qin Mohan, listen to me, I'll deal with you after I've dealt with this bunch of trash."
Huh? Garbage?
After hearing this, Qin Mohan chuckled speechlessly: "Your Highness, these people are not weak. They are much stronger than those we encountered in the forest last time."
"Oh! That's great. I haven't encountered a master in a long time, and I don't even know what their strength is now."
kindness?
As soon as Ye Qingcheng finished speaking...
The enemy soldiers were all stunned for a moment, then exchanged glances.
Especially the person who speaks first.
When he saw Ye Qingcheng snatch Qin Mohan's longsword, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Ye Qingcheng with a puzzled expression.
Hearing Ye Qingcheng's words again, he felt like there was something wrong with his ears.
For a seemingly weak woman to utter such arrogant words, she must either be foolish or quite capable.
But no matter how he looked at it, Ye Qingcheng's fair and slender hands couldn't possibly belong to someone who knew martial arts!
This way.
After Ye Qingcheng finished speaking to Qin Mohan, she turned to look at the person who had spoken, pointing her long sword at him.
"I'm giving you one more chance. Tell me which side you're from, or you'll all die."
At this moment, Ye Qingcheng's aura completely changed; she was no longer the gentle and quiet woman she had been just moments before.
Instead, he exuded an endless chilling aura, a terrifying killing intent emanating from his body.
"you…"
The person who spoke shuddered violently upon sensing the terrifying killing intent emanating from Ye Qingcheng, his face filled with horror.
"You...you're not Princess Han? Who are you? How can you have such a strong killing intent?"
At this moment, he truly couldn't imagine that a young lady from an official family in the capital, the princess of the Han Prince's mansion, could possess such a terrifying murderous aura.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it even if you beat him to death.
It's important to understand that the murderous aura emanating from Ye Qingcheng at this moment is not something one could acquire simply by killing one or two people.
That requires at least frequent life-or-death battles, or at least the killing of hundreds or thousands of people, to accumulate.
Take Qin Mohan, for example. He is a war god prince who has killed hundreds or thousands of enemies on the battlefield to accumulate that kind of murderous aura that inspires fear.
And what about Ye Qingcheng? Wasn't she rumored to be cowardly? Wasn't she rumored to be insane? How could she possibly exude such murderous aura, as if she had traversed a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses? This is completely impossible!
Just like himself, although he didn't go to the battlefield like Qin Mohan, he has killed quite a few people as an assassin. He himself could not possibly exude such a fearsome killing aura.
How could Ye Qingcheng, a mere weak woman, possibly instill a sense of fear in him?
at this time.
He looked at Ye Qingcheng, his expression turning serious.
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