Chapter 190 The Third Prince’s Dark Moonlight Eunuch 27
Shen Xinran's heartbeat quickened. Through the gap in the carriage, she recognized at a glance that the man in black leading the group was Deng Ming.
She looked back nervously at Sima Yi, only to find that he was still leaning on the cushion of the carriage, his expression unusually calm, as if he had already expected all this.
Shen Xinran frowned slightly, feeling a little confused. She didn't understand why Sima Yi was so calm.
Deng Ming gave Shen Xinran a look and rushed over with a knife in hand. Shen Xinran took a deep breath and prepared to block the knife for Sima Yi.
However, before Deng Ming could rush to Sima Yi, he was beheaded by the guards guarding Sima Yi.
Shen Xinran's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Wow!" Suddenly, she felt a little relieved. So, it wasn't that she wouldn't block Sima Yi's attack, it was just that you guys were so useless!
After Deng Ming's death, the men in black seemed to have lost their backbone. They looked at each other in bewilderment and fled in all directions.
However, the guards would not let these men in black escape easily.
They pursued relentlessly, like messengers of death, cold and merciless.
Every swing of the sword is accompanied by a scream, and every pursuit means the end of a life.
At this moment, the rumbling sound of horse hooves came from the other side of the canyon, and another group of people and horses appeared. They were wearing shining armor, mighty helmets, and looked very imposing.
The young man in the lead, his eyes gleaming with the flames of revenge, roared at Sima Yi: "Sima Yi, you killed my father to seize the throne! Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and eliminate you, this evil thief."
Shen Xinran looked at Sima Yi, his eyes full of surprise. At the same time and in the same place, two groups of people came to assassinate him. How many people did Sima Yi offend?
Fushou walked lightly to Sima Yi's side and whispered, "Master, the Fifth Prince is here."
Sima Yi then slowly opened his eyes, curling his lips, "Look, the big fish is hooked."
Shen Xinran suddenly realized that all this was Sima Yi's acting. How treacherous! Watching Sima Yi get off the carriage, Shen Xinran followed closely behind him.
Sima Zhuo, holding a long sword, rushed down the hillside with a group of soldiers and blocked both sides of the carriage.
"You have only a hundred people, and I have five hundred elite soldiers. What makes you think you can fight me?" Sima Zhuo's voice echoed in the canyon, full of confidence and sarcasm.
Sima Yi's mouth corners slightly raised, with a hint of nonchalantness in his tone, "Really?"
After Sima Yi finished speaking, he made a gesture and two guards brought a bunch of hay, and Sima Yi took out a fire starter from his arms and lit the hay.
Thick smoke quickly filled the valley, accompanied by an unknown toxin. Sima Zhuo's soldiers began to feel dizzy, their vision became blurred, and breathing became difficult.
They tried to cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves, but the thick smoke seemed to penetrate every pore, seeping through the gaps in their clothes and reaching their lungs.
Some soldiers even began to feel nauseous and vomited until their bodies collapsed to the ground.
Watching the soldiers around him fall one by one, Sima Zhuo's eyes widened, his voice filled with anger and disbelief: "You cheated!"
Sima Zhuo held his breath and stared at Sima Yi's eyes intently. Don't be too proud too soon, he has another trick up his sleeve!
Despite the thick smoke all around, Shen Xinran only felt a little stinging in his eyes and a slight cough, but no other discomfort.
She secretly guessed that Sima Yi might have put some antidote in the water they drank.
The dancers in the carriage were suffocated by the thick smoke. They got off the carriage one after another and huddled together, their faces filled with fear and helplessness.
Lu Zhu walked through the thick smoke and came behind Sima Yi. She said in a trembling voice, "Master, I'm scared!"
Seeing this, Shen Xinran was surprised that someone was still trying to steal her life! She immediately grabbed Sima Yi's other arm and shouted even louder, "Master, I'm even more scared!"
Shen Xinran and Lu Zhu's eyes met in the air, neither of them willing to admit defeat, neither of them willing to give in.
Lu Zhu glared at Chen Xinran. Driven by anger, she pushed Chen Xinran hard from behind. You dare to snatch the master from her? You will fall flat on your face.
A dancer in the corner received Sima Zhuo's gaze, stroked the soft sword at her waist, and then moved towards Sima Yi silently.
The guards' attention was all drawn to Sima Zhuo. They were alert to every possible threat, but did not notice the dancer's secret actions.
When the dancer was less than two meters away from Sima Yi, she quickly drew out the soft sword from her waist. With a flash of silver light, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Sima Yi's vitals.
Under Lu Zhu's fierce push, Shen Xinran staggered and bumped into the dancer's sword, and his body was instantly pierced by the sword.
In Sima Yi's eyes, this scene became Shen Xinran disregarding his own safety to help him block the sword.
Sima Yi frowned, strode forward, kicked the dancer away, and held Shen Xinran's waist.
He wanted to touch Shen Xinran's wound, but he didn't dare to do it.
Sima Yi's eyes locked tightly with Shen Xinran's, his voice low and powerful, "Why did you save me?"
Shen Xinran was also confused. How could she still block Sima Yi's sword? But the pain in her abdomen made it difficult for her to breathe.
Shen Xinran felt that since she was already injured, her blood should not be shed in vain.
So, she forced a smile and said, "What else could it be? Of course, it's because you are my master."
Sima Yi was suddenly stunned. His heart seemed to be gently grasped by an invisible hand, making him feel a little at a loss.
Lu Zhu witnessed all this and collapsed and shouted, "She didn't help you block it, I pushed her, this is all a misunderstanding!"
How could Shen Xinran let Lu Zhu's words come true? She covered her wound and said with a weak breath, "Master, it hurts."
At this moment, Sima Yi, whether in his eyes or in his heart, only had Shen Xinran in his mind. He glanced at Lu Zhu and scolded her, "You're so noisy!"
As he finished speaking, a flying knife shot out silently from his sleeve, accurately ending Lu Zhu's life.
Shen Xinran had never thought of taking Lu Zhu's life, and was a little confused when he saw this scene.
She began to question whether the cold-blooded Sima Yi in front of her was really the same person she knew two years ago?
Sima Yi's change frightened her, and a deep chill rose from the bottom of her heart and penetrated into every cell.
Sima Yi's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of tenderness and concern: "If I encounter this kind of situation again, I won't need you to help me block it."
Sima Yi's words revealed his desire to protect Shen Xinran. He had already regarded Shen Xinran as his own.
Shen Xinran's hand, which was covering her abdomen, was already stained red with her own blood. She smiled stiffly, "We can talk about this later. Can you help me stop the bleeding first?"
Sima Yi quickly took out a medicine bottle from his body and carefully sprinkled the powder inside evenly on Shen Xinran's abdomen.
Only he himself knew how badly his hands were shaking.
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