"What is this?" Yan Shuangshuang looked at the clothes in his hand. They seemed to be made of iron, but not quite.
"This is a soft armor made by my younger sister. It's made from soft iron from Mount Zhuguang. Wearing it can protect you from swords and spears," Yun Qingbi said.
Yun Qingran stole this soft iron from Xuan Ling. Later, she had a sudden inspiration and used it to make four soft armors that could withstand most of the damage from swords, spears, and halberds.
Of the four soft armors, one belonged to Yun Qingran, one to Yun Xiao, one to Yun Qingbi, and the last one was put away. This soft armor belonged to Yun Qingbi herself.
"No need." Yan Shuangshuang picked up her tea and took a leisurely sip.
"Take it." Yun Qingbi placed the soft armor in Chunhua's hand, then turned and left Yan Shuangshuang's tent.
Yan Shuangshuang watched his retreating figure, respectful but not obsequious, possessing an air of refined elegance. She had met countless people throughout her life, but none had ever given her such a feeling.
Yun Qingran peeked out from inside the tent. The assassin and the left guard were evenly matched, and it was impossible to determine who would win or lose for the time being.
Just as she was engrossed in watching, Pei Chen kicked a man in black into the tent.
Yun Qingran: ! ? ! ?
Pei Chen: [Terrified] Oh no, the prince is definitely going to beat me to death!
The man in black rolled a few times on the ground, then immediately got up. As soon as he got up, he saw Yun Qingran standing to the side.
He raised his long sword and slashed at Yun Qingran, who was itching to fight back and took the initiative.
She dodged the man in black's knife, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, breaking his wrist bone with a snap. She snatched the knife, then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying.
Yun Qingran ran out of the tent with a knife in her hand. She went to Jun Molin's side to explain, "I didn't come out on my own. I was attacked and had to come out to protect myself."
Jun Molin rolled his eyes at him, as if to say, "Do I look like I believe you?"
"These assassins are highly skilled in martial arts. Don't stray too far; stay right beside me," Jun Molin reminded her.
"Oh." Yun Qingran was not very willing. All the men in black around him were dead, so there was no way for her to use her skills.
"My lord, it seems we will have a hard time succeeding tonight." On the cliff, two people stood, looking down at the battle below.
"It's alright, it's good to give Jun Molin a hard time." The purple-clad masked man said quietly.
He and Jun Molin had no irreconcilable hatred; their hatred was that since Zhou Yu was born, why was Zhuge Liang born? Therefore, one of them had to die.
"Who is that woman?" Zhao Xingyun asked, pointing at Yun Qingran.
She had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her waist was like a slender ribbon, her teeth were like pearls... Her skin was as white as ice and as white as snow without any makeup. And her figure was curvaceous and elegant.
The purple-clad, masked man looked in the direction Zhao Xingyun pointed, his eyes flashing. It was her. How could she be here?
All the men in black within three zhang of Jun Mo were overwhelmed by his oppressive aura and routed. Yun Qingran was so idle that she could sit down and pick her toes.
After fiddling with her feet for a while, Yun Qingran couldn't resist anymore, and she secretly moved away from Jun Molin.
Finally, she was ten feet away from Jun Molin and joined the battle. She was very agile and nimble, and her moves were unique. In no time, she knocked down several men in black.
"Ah~" Pei Chen, who was not far away, had his arm slashed by a man in black, and was then surrounded by several men in black.
"Pei Chen, I'm here to save you." Yun Qingran went to save Pei Chen.
"Thank you very much, Miss Yun," Pei Chen said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Yun Qingran continued to help him clear away the men in black in front of him.
Just then, a man in black crept up behind Yun Qingran and raised his knife towards her back.
"Yun Qingran, be careful." Jun Molin's heart suddenly pounded when he saw the man in black behind Yun Qingran. He didn't know where the power came from, but his sword energy surged, sweeping around and knocking away the man in black beside him. Then he headed towards Yun Qingran.
Just as the man in black's blade was about to strike Yun Qingran, Jun Molin's sword pierced his chest. At the same time, an arrow, seemingly appearing from nowhere, also pierced through the man in black's chest.
Jun Molin looked in the direction the arrow came from, but there was no one there. The arrow seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
"Are you alright?" Jun Molin asked Yun Qingran with concern, not having time to worry about the arrow.
"It's nothing." Yun Qingran shook her head.
"My lord, you..." Behind a large tree, Zhao Xingyun looked at his master in disbelief.
He just drew his bow and shot an arrow at his own subordinate, hitting him right in the heart. The master's archery skills are unparalleled; he couldn't possibly have missed.
In other words, he killed his own subordinate in an attempt to save that woman.
"That woman is useful to me; she cannot die." Wu Yuan dropped the bow and arrow in his hand.
He was Wu Yuan, whom Yun Qingran encountered on Qingfeng Cliff, who was poisoned with the Thousand Charms Poison.
She was quite overweight back then, and had horrible red spots on her face, a completely different appearance from today, but he still recognized her at a glance.
"Is that woman of any use to the Lord?" Zhao Xingyun asked, somewhat puzzled. When did the Lord become involved with a woman from the Northern Yin?
"Are you questioning me?" Wu Yuan looked at Zhao Xingyun, his eyes like a bottomless abyss that could devour a person.
"Your subordinate dares not," Zhao Xingyun quickly clasped his hands and bowed his head.
"Let's go, tonight's mission has failed." Wu Yuan looked at the black-clad men below who were gradually losing ground, tapped his toes, and in the next instant, he was already two thousand feet away, ten feet away.
Zhao Xingyun glanced at Yun Qingran. He felt that this woman was somewhat dangerous, and it seemed that he needed to report this matter to the High Priest.
An hour later, the man in black had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position and began to retreat, but the geographical location of Guniu Gorge left him with nowhere to retreat.
More than a dozen men in black were cornered. Just as Jun Molin ordered them to be arrested, the men gritted their teeth, and a trickle of black blood spilled from their mouths as they collapsed to the ground.
Pei Chen immediately stepped forward to check, feeling their pulses, then shook his head at Jun Molin, "Your Highness, they are all dead."
Yun Qingran stepped forward to confirm, and indeed they were all dead. They had hidden the deadly poison in their teeth, intending to bite it open if the mission failed.
“These are assassins.” Jun Molin wasn’t too disappointed. He had already guessed that any assassin who came to kill him must be a suicide squad.
"Are they here to assassinate the delegation from the three kingdoms?" Yun Qingran asked.
"Yes and no," Jun Molin replied.
"I don't understand!" Yun Qingran shook her head, but she wasn't particularly interested either. Everything that happened tonight was an undeserved disaster.
"I'm going to check on my older brother." Yun Qingran was more worried about Yun Qingbi, who didn't know martial arts.
After Yun Qingran left, Pei Chen looked at the corpse of the man in black who had just assassinated Yun Qingran, the arrow still stuck in his chest, and asked...
"Your Highness, besides us and these assassins, are there any other people around?"
"No, the people in black and the one who shot the arrow to save Yun Qingran are the same group of people." Jun Molin's eyes flashed with a chilling light, as cold as the night sky.
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