"Puchi." There was a sharp sound, the sound of a sword entering flesh.

"ah!"

Xiao Wenrou only felt a piercing pain on her back. She turned her head back with difficulty, looking at An Xin with fear and disbelief as he held the hilt of the sword in his hand. The long sword with a cold glow pierced into her body.

"You...you bitch, how dare you?!" Blood gushed out from the corner of Xiao Wenrou's mouth as she spoke.

An Xin looked at her coldly, and said sarcastically, "Do I dare? Haven't you seen it?"

It seemed a bit stupid to ask this question when the sword was already piercing my body.

An Xin drew out his sword, bringing out a splash of bright red blood that spattered onto a nearby screen embroidered with landscapes, adding a touch of bright red color.

"Bang." Xiao Wenrou bumped into a display shelf next to her and fell heavily to the ground. She stared at An Xin unwillingly and said fiercely: "System, help me kill her. As long as I don't die, I'm willing to do anything you ask me to do for you."

Every time Xiao Wenrou spoke, blood spurted out of her mouth.

An Xin saw Xiao Wenrou shouting several times with her last bit of strength, but the weapon spirit pretended to be dead and did not come out to help her. A thought of blindness flashed in her eyes.

I kindly reminded him: "Save your energy."

"I'm afraid that thing's power has been almost exhausted when it punished me last time and attacked me just now to save you. It's impossible for it to come out again at this time, giving me a chance to deal with you all."

"Puff," Xiao Wenrou's eyes went dark, "I don't believe it..."

An Xin heard the sounds of fighting coming from outside, and she guessed who had followed in to help her hold back those palace guards.

Just as An Xin stopped talking nonsense, he decided to stab again to prevent future troubles.

"Bang...crash..."

The roof of the temple was violently destroyed from the outside, leaving a large hole. Many glazed tiles and dust fell from it.

An Xin hurriedly took the last step.

Several masked men in black floated down from above and attacked An Xin with sharp weapons in their hands.

An Xin's body was flexible and agile, and he nimbly dodged a wave of attacks from the men in black.

With a cold look in her eyes, she held the long sword in her hand, her wrist moved nimbly and the sword was sharp. She was not at a disadvantage even when facing several men in black who were attacking her fiercely.

Several masked men saw that An Xin was very skilled in martial arts and did not want to fight anymore.

One of them took out a black ball and threw it hard on the ground.

An Xin spread his arms and swept the sword in his hand lightly, cutting the arm of a man in black.

Before the smoke from the black ball that the man in clothes broke dissipated, he covered his mouth and nose, kicked his feet lightly and flew backwards.

A hint of regret flashed across An Xin's eyes.

She didn't need to guess much to know that these men in black were probably ordered to take Xiao Wenrou away.

I don’t know whether these people were arranged by Si Han to protect Xiao Wenrou, or whether other people also knew Xiao Wenrou’s value and took the opportunity to kidnap Xiao Wenrou.

When the thick smoke dissipated, An Xin saw that the person who had been unconscious and lying in a pool of blood was gone.

An Xin didn't bother about it either.

I just hope that my sword can take her life, so that she can return to the modern era and not carry too many modern weapons to harm the people of this world.

"Don't leave yet, wait to be caught."

When An Xin walked out of the hall, she saw a man with a soft sword in his hand. His body was like a dragon, and the sword was sharp. He held the sword and blocked the guards outside for her.

When the man saw her come out, the worry in his eyes relaxed.

Eunuch De, who was standing at the back, paused when he saw the person coming out. He obviously recognized who the person was who broke into the palace. He originally wanted to call for more guards, but he opened his mouth and then closed it for the time being.

An Xin looked at Eunuch De, and they exchanged a barely noticeable glance.

Then he strode forward to help the man fight against the guards who were besieging him.

The long sword flew and swept towards the palace guards of Beiming. While they were retreating, An Xin and the man looked at each other. Both of them had strong lightness skills and their figures were graceful. They jumped onto the roof at the same time and prepared to leave the Beiming Palace.

On the roof of the palace, the two joined forces to fight off the dozen or so secret guards who surrounded them.

Seeing that more and more secret guards were about to surround them from all sides, the two men no longer wanted to fight. After a few leaps, when they were about to fly away from the palace, An Xin's delicate ears moved, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The man who had been following her was slapped away by her.

The man looked at An Xin in surprise and horror as he watched an arrow emitting a dark blue light hit An Xin's shoulder.

An Xin's slender body was thrown forward by the inertia of the arrow.

The man hurriedly put his arms around her waist, and with a dark look in his eyes, he flew away from the palace with her.

An Xin's body swayed when she landed on the ground, and she gave a bitter smile. She knew that if she had only been hit by an arrow, she would not be dizzy at this moment.

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The man looked worriedly at the sword and arrow stuck in her shoulder, and regret flashed in his deep eyes. He wished that the arrow was stuck in his body.

The voice was trembling and dark: "Are you okay?"

An Xin shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

My throat felt itchy, and a fishy, ​​sweet taste was rising up.

After taking a look at the man who was trying hard to escape with her, An Xin forced herself to swallow the fishy sweetness rising in her throat.

She did not hold the man back, but walked with him through the quiet streets and alleys at night, avoiding pursuers.

That night, in order to search for the assassin who broke into the palace, everyone in the capital was checked house by house.

In an inconspicuous three-courtyard house in the south of Beiming City, there lived a family who traveled north and south for business.

The middle-aged man looked at the officers who were leaving his house after searching it. He calmly ordered them to close the door and then walked towards the study.

In the spacious study, there is a desk in the middle, with writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on it, and tall bookshelves against the wall.

The middle-aged man walked in, went straight to the bookshelf, reached his hand into a hidden place, and twisted it lightly. The bookshelf automatically moved to the side.

He raised his hand and pushed open the wall, and it turned out that there was a secret room hidden behind it.

"Master, the people have been sent away."

The man with picturesque eyebrows and a cold temperament said "hmm".

His eyes did not leave the person lying on the bed in the secret room for even a second.

"How is it? When will she wake up?"

Jiang Xuan looked at the doctor who treated An Xin with his dark and deep eyes and asked.

"My Lord, the girl's injury is not serious," the doctor said, glancing at his master, gritted his teeth, and reported the truth: "It's just that the arrowhead is poisonous. I have never seen this kind of poison before, and I can't remove it for the time being."

Jiang Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The old doctor suddenly knelt down, "I really don't know how to cure this poison. With my ability, I can only make medicine to suppress it. Please forgive me, Third Master!!"

The middle-aged man next to him was also frightened by the powerful coldness emanating from his master. His legs became weak and he stood there more respectfully, but he did not dare to plead for the old doctor he was familiar with.