Chapter 98: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 34
Qian Zhou's face was pale, with a heavy white robe draped loosely over his shoulders. He held the door frame with his hands and pressed down on Yuan Hao's shoulders.
"Go... ahem... go guard the place where your Wolf King's Mansion stores gunpowder and weapons!"
Qian Zhou coughed violently, and Yuan Hao reacted quickly, "That place is heavily guarded and won't be easily breached. I have to guard you for Xiao Jintian now!"
"You must lead your men forward quickly. They not only have these dozen or so people they brought with them... ahem... but also people lurking in the dark in Beili. They will definitely go all out. They are... the most formidable warriors in the Central Plains..."
Qian Lingxiao knew more than they imagined!
The power under his command is also very large. Even Qian Zhou could not accurately judge such a terrorist group that works secretly for him.
Qian Lingxiao knew how Xiao Jintian treated him, so he poisoned him to make him unable to move and eliminate all hidden dangers.
Therefore, the delegation had no intention of telling him when to leave. They stayed in Beili Ansheng for a few days to create an illusion, and then suddenly launched the attack today.
The prince didn't give Qianzhou any chance at all. His initial plan was to poison him and take him away by force!
Qian Zhou held onto the door frame and coughed more and more violently. His hands and feet ached, and even his head felt dizzy.
Yuan Hao stopped talking nonsense and immediately led his men to the place where the gunpowder was stored. "I'll send someone to find you later!"
Qianzhou: "Go quickly."
The sound of fighting cut through the darkness, and the last silence was suddenly broken. The chaotic sounds of fighting and chasing could be heard from many places far and near.
Qianzhou returned to the house.
This is Xiao Jintian’s house. There are several kinds of weapons listed on the knife rack, but there is no sword.
Qian Zhou took down a spear and saw the Shura mask hung on the wall by Xiao Jintian.
He took it off and put it on his face.
[System 052: You...can you still do this...?]
Qianzhou: I am invincible.
He held a spear in his hand, his white robe fluttering in the cold wind. His vision had mostly recovered, but his vision was still not that clear.
The prince thought that after Xiao Jintian discovered that Qianzhou had suspected that he had attacked Yinwu, he would lock him up. Then after Qianzhou fainted, he would be taken away by the people arranged by the delegation.
But he miscalculated. If Qian Zhou had not been injured in the ring, he could have dosed the poison later.
The prince overestimated his body and underestimated Xiao Jintian.
Qian Zhou's hand holding the spear slowly began to regain strength, and he knew that Xiao Jintian had found a doctor for him in time.
The Wolf King's Mansion fell into chaos, and shrill screams broke out from the kitchen. Qian Zhou rushed over quickly.
Although not in a state of complete victory, it is no problem to deal with a few assassins.
The guard was covered in blood and was forced to retreat step by step. The moment he saw the Shura Mask, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.
But Qianzhou used his spear to knock away the assassins who were attacking him. His body was as fast as the wind and his moves were fierce. He started fighting with the group of assassins in black.
Qian Zhou was only wearing a neat white robe, and he had thrown his cotton cloak into the house so that his movements would not be hindered.
If I'm not mistaken, the most powerful ones are Xiao Jintian and Yuan Hao.
One was responsible for taking Qian Zhou away, but was discovered by Xiao Jintian, and the other was responsible for arson.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
Qian Zhou used his backhand to deflect the flying hidden weapon.
When those assassins heard him call them "Your Highness", they became hesitant. Qian Zhou found the right moment and quickly took care of two of them.
But the physical energy consumption was too great, Qian Zhou was already a little exhausted, gasping for breath, and his fingers trembled slightly.
Seeing the situation, the others rushed forward. The Third Prince should have been taken away by now.
The person wearing the mask must be a fake!
All the hidden weapons and knife lights were aimed at Qianzhou's vital points. Time seemed to slow down countless times. Qianzhou suddenly felt exhausted and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
A hidden weapon flew towards him, Qian Zhou dodged it by leaning forward, and his spear broke through the air, colliding with the blade with a clang.
The kitchen was a mess, with several female family members huddled in a corner. The ground was littered with scattered fruits, vegetables, and broken bowls and plates.
The guards rushed in front of Qianzhou, and Qianzhou was pulled to the back by the cook. The cook trembled and said, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
Qian Zhou took a breath, staring at the situation and analyzing it quickly in his mind. The number of assassins was equal to that of the guards, but they had the upper hand.
The bodies of soldiers were lying outside the door, and the smell of blood filled the air.
"Stand back." Qianzhou pulled her to the back. The cook's fat fingers were full of wrinkles. She looked up and stared at the back of Qianzhou's head.
Qian Zhou didn't notice the strange flash in her eyes.
Seeing a flash of cold light and a flying knife about to hit the guard's neck, Qianzhou quickly raised the spear in his hand.
It just barely brushed the edge, saving the guard from harm.
"Your Highness!" The guards stood before him, swords in hand. "I don't know why you're helping us, but since you saved me, I will do my best to protect you!"
Qian Zhou's spear rested against the ground, his vision blurring again. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone... step back..."
"Your Highness, you!" The guard supported him worriedly.
Qian Zhou left him behind, and with one breath, he mobilized all his strength to push his speed to the extreme.
The spear broke through the air, and the other two guards were pulled behind him.
There were only the sounds of spears piercing flesh, white robes fluttering, and blood splattering several feet high.
The assassin was shocked. It was obvious that Qian Zhou was at the end of his strength, so how could he burst out with such a terrifying speed? He had no way of getting close to Qian Zhou.
Qianzhou's attack was extremely powerful, and the assassin's knife could not get close to him at all. He wanted to dodge, but Qianzhou shot him in the head.
A head fell to the ground with blood gushing out.
Qian Zhou alone killed three assassins on the spot.
But his strength had almost reached its limit, and Qianzhou, holding up his spear, almost fell to his knees.
The guards were stunned. Qian Zhou's attack was so fierce and fast that they couldn't see clearly. Such strength was simply astonishing!
A guard reacted quickly and stepped forward to hold Qianzhou's arm, but was shocked as soon as he touched Qianzhou.
"Your Highness, you...why are you so cold?"
It didn't look like he was frozen, but rather that his body temperature had dropped due to being too weak. Qian Zhou's cold sweat had already flowed down to his chin.
"Nothing... the poison hasn't dissipated yet, I'm fine..."
The guard took the cotton robe from the cook and quickly put it on Qianzhou.
"It will take time for the manpower to arrive, so go and help—"
"Who are you helping?" a voice sounded slowly.
Several more black-clad and masked assassins rushed in!
The leader stared at Qian Zhou and said, "Your Highness, what are you doing? Hurting your own people?"
Several guards held knives and protected Qian Zhou.
The man in black sneered, "Attack! No one will be left alive except His Highness!"
Qian Zhou clutched his spear and stood up, but he was too weak to go up.
With a clang, the spear fell to the ground. Qian Zhou fell back against the wall, "Uh..."
There was a sharp pain in the temples, and Qianzhou's vision suddenly went dark.
"Your Highness, do you think the poison in your body is so easy to cure? If you attack again, you will only be infected by the remaining poison again."
No, then all these guards and cooks will die...
Qian Zhou once sat with them, chatting about everything... and that bowl of hot porridge...
Qian Zhou struggled to stand up straight, picked up the spear again, and clenched it with his five fingers with great strength.
The man in black clenched the knife in his hand.
"I can still stand up..."
"However, Your Highness, please stop resisting. The end result will be the same."
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