Kill me if you can (13)

Shen Tang looked at the cakes that fell on the blanket in the car with regret, and cursed Yun Sheng in his heart. This person really didn't want anyone to eat them!

"Yunzhu, why don't you apologize to the Third Prince?"

Sitting outside the carriage, Yun Sheng listened to the voice of the girl who relied on Murong Jin's status to bully others. He snorted softly and leaned against the carriage door with his legs bent. "Your Highness, Third Prince, I am really sorry. I never thought that your horse would be so frightened. It was just that a snake passed by on the road and it was frightened and couldn't walk steadily, which caused the carriage to shake."

Murong Jin frowned slightly. Isn't this Brother Mo's guard a blind man? How can a blind man know the road conditions ahead?

"Your Highness, although I cannot see, I am not deaf. Otherwise, how can I protect the safety of the young master?"

Yun Sheng guessed what the prince was thinking with just the movement of his fingertips. It was right for the royal family to think carefully, and he would not be so foolish as to let the other party catch him wrong, so after a moment, he answered Murong Jin's questions slowly.

Although Murong Jin still had some doubts, after hearing what Yun Sheng said, he decided to continue asking questions. Since Brother Mo asked this person to be his personal bodyguard, he must have some extraordinary qualities.

Shen Tang felt relieved when he saw that Yun Sheng had no intention of opposing Murong Jin.

The carriage was now heading towards the northern suburbs, where the epidemic originated. The people from Qianji Pavilion must have done something somewhere in the northern suburbs, causing the people here to be infected with the disease.

They went to the place where the disease broke out, and one of the important tasks was to provide medicine to the local people, but the more urgent thing was to find out the source of the disease.

Shen Tang opened the curtain on the carriage window, thinking of looking out to see where the carriage had come to. However, as soon as she pulled the curtain, the whole carriage shook violently again. Shen Tang thought it was Yun Sheng's fault and was about to teach him a lesson, but was suddenly stopped by the other party.

"Young Master, you all stay in the carriage and don't come out. You, protect them both." The man's voice was cold. He whispered a few words and stepped out of the carriage.

Suddenly, the sound of swords clashing was heard outside, which was originally quiet. The car window that Shen Tang had just pushed open a little was pierced by a feather arrow, which shot straight to the side of the carriage next to Murong Jin.

Murong Jin immediately realized something was wrong, tensed his face, opened the car door and said to his guard, "Why don't you go and see what's going on!"

However, the guard was clinging to the door tightly: "Your Highness, this place is not safe. I'm afraid someone is trying to harm Your Highness. Guard Yun has led the people away, so I will take you away now!"

Without waiting for Murong Jin to respond, the guard pressed tightly against the carriage door and kicked the horse's buttocks. Shen Tang could only peek out through the broken window. The guards of the Third Prince were fighting with a group of masked men in black who came from nowhere, and in the front was that familiar figure.

Although Yun Sheng did not carry a sharp sword, the flute in his hand rose and fell lightly with his movements as if it had consciousness. His white robe danced in the air, and blood was everywhere where the flute landed. Shen Tang watched the man dancing with the flute. The blood gushing out of the people beside him did not stain his white clothes at all. It seemed that he was not killing people, but painting, but the pigment of this painting was made of human blood. Thinking of this, Shen Tang shuddered. Yun Sheng had never killed anyone in front of her during this period of time, so she almost forgot that this guy's men were stained with countless blood.

He is not an easy person to get along with, he just hasn't revealed his true face yet.

Shen Tang leaned carefully against the corner of the carriage, listening to the chaotic fighting outside, and quickly looked at Murong Jin beside her. The other party had already sweated a lot on his forehead, and he was holding the door, obviously wanting to rush out to fight. She had never been to Jiaobei in the last mission, and didn't know that someone had assassinated Murong Jin on the road. His personal guards were holding the door tightly to protect Murong Jin's safety, and they couldn't let him ruin the matter in an impulsive manner.

She apologized to Murong Jin quietly, but before he could react, Shen Tang had already knocked him unconscious. She slowly helped Murong Jin to lean against a blind spot in the carriage, and after making sure that the arrows outside could not hurt him, she slowly moved towards the carriage door. Murong Jin's guards were still holding on to the door, but their strength was much weaker than before. Shen Tang looked closely and saw that the blood oozing from the door was slowly flowing inside.

"Loosen the door a little. Your Highness has been knocked unconscious by me. If you continue to block it like this, not only will you die here, but the Third Prince and I will also be trapped in the car!"

Perhaps because he listened to her words, the guard who was leaning against the door loosened his grip a lot, allowing Shen Tang to successfully open the car door and see the situation in front.

Many of Murong Jin's guards died in the fight with the group of black-clothed men. The coachman had already died under a flying knife. There were dozens of people heading towards their carriage. The guard who was holding the door was also hit by an arrow. He was using his last strength to hurry up in order to protect her and Murong Jin. Needless to say, Shen Tang could guess that these people were probably sent by Qianji Pavilion to assassinate Murong Jin. She just didn't know why they sent Yun Sheng and sent so many people to deal with them.

Shen Tang calmly looked at the situation in front of him. It was obvious that he could not stop this group of people just by relying on the remaining people. As for Yun Sheng... this person was a variable. If this group of people was the intention of the old master of Qianji Pavilion, who knew whether Yun Sheng would directly join these people to hunt them down.

Fortunately, she had prepared various medicines before she set out. In addition to the medicines to be distributed to patients, she also brought some poisonous powders for emergency use. The Medicine Pavilion has always made a living by making medicines to heal the people. Those poisons were prepared by someone against the members when the Medicine Pavilion was first established. Unexpectedly, they were put to use now.

"How long can you hold on?" Shen Tang asked the guard carefully while leaning against the carriage door. He took out an antidote pill from the bag on his waist and handed it to him. "This is the antidote pill. I'm afraid that the arrow was smeared with poison. Take it first and try to drive the carriage as far as possible."

The other party decisively took the antidote pill and was about to thank Shen Tang, but unexpectedly, the other party opened the car door and sprinkled the medicine powder he found on the faces of the assassins rushing towards him from both sides, and actually successfully forced them back.

"Puh, puh, puh, what is this? Why does it itch so much?"

The assassin who came into contact with the poison powder developed countless red pimples on his face in just a few breaths. They were so itchy that they scratched them with their hands. However, when they scratched them, the red pimples burst and bled, giving people a pricking sensation.

"Hurry, drive before they arrive!" Shen Tang raised his head and glanced upward. Yun Sheng seemed to have encountered some difficult opponents and was unable to cope with them for a while. However, it seemed that he did not intend to join the group of men in black to kill Murong Jin.

"Drive——"

The guards whipped the horse whip hard. The horse, which was already frightened, became afraid and ran forward without stopping, not caring about the people riding behind it.

Shen Tang looked at the village not far ahead. Once there, they would have entered the northern suburbs. Once there, the assassins would probably not dare to continue chasing them.

"What you have to do now is to take His Highness into the village." Shen Tang looked at the guard deeply, twisted his wrist, and was ready to sprinkle the powder on the masked men at any time.

In the sky, Yun Sheng was fighting fiercely with a pair of masked men. These two men were obviously brothers, and their moves were vicious and varied. They relied on their understanding of each other to dodge some of Yun Sheng's moves. Even so, the two men were still hit by Yun Sheng's bone needles. At this time, they seemed to be in a stalemate, but the two brothers knew very well that they had already lost.

“I guess you must be the rising star of Qianji Pavilion, Yun Sheng, the famous bone burial master in the martial arts world. Today I see that you are truly extraordinary. My two brothers are not as skilled as you, so we have to admit defeat.” The two brothers stopped fighting and bowed slightly to Yun Sheng.

Yun Sheng was not surprised that these two people could see his identity. After all, he always carried this bone needle with him, and everyone who died at his hands had seen this bone needle.

"Any last words?"

The man spoke calmly, his eyes calm, which made the two brothers slightly angry.

"That's enough. We are all from the Qianji Pavilion, and we have no grudges against each other. Since we are all here for the orders of the old Pavilion Master, do you really want to kill our two brothers? Don't be so arrogant!"

Yun Sheng's expression changed slightly when he heard the old Pavilion Master's name. He frowned slightly: "The old Pavilion Master's order?" This is impossible. The old Pavilion Master clearly only entrusted him with the task of assassinating Jiang Mo. He also promised that if he successfully took Jiang Mo's head, the position of the Qianji Pavilion Master would be handed over to him. How could he have entrusted it to someone else?

Seeing Yun Sheng's clueless look, the two brothers couldn't help but burst into laughter, "It seems that you, the rising star of Qianji Pavilion, have not gained the trust of the old Pavilion Master."

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? It seems that you don't know that the old pavilion master has already announced this matter to everyone? Let me tell you, you are not the only one who wants the head of this Jiang family member. The entire Qianji Pavilion wants the head of the eldest son of the Jiang family!"

"During this trip, the old Pavilion Master ordered the killing of the eldest son of the Jiang family, and since the third prince was so kind, he was treated as an accident. How come the old Pavilion Master didn't tell you about such an important matter, the 'new star' who has the best chance of taking over Qianji Pavilion?"

The two brothers standing in front of Yun Sheng mocked the expressionless guy in front of them. It seemed that this guy was nothing special. The old pavilion master was just using him as a shield. As for who will take over Qianji Pavilion in the future, it was still an unknown!

"Oh, really?" The man chuckled, and the hand that left the flute was playing with the bone needle absentmindedly. "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Smashing the head or stabbing the body?" The man seemed unsatisfied with his own idea. "Well, count them both."