"If that's the case, you should follow us. Can we get rid of them once we leave Dan County?"
Nangong Yun wanted to ask, but he knew that Fu Manxing would not choose to tell him now, so he didn't insist.
"Sure, as long as I stop using my spiritual power, they won't be able to track me."
As the two were talking, ten masked men in black suddenly jumped out of the quiet street.
"careful."
When Nangong Yun saw the two of them, he immediately stood in front of Fu Manxing and gripped the sword tightly in his hand.
"They should be looking for you."
He stared at the leading man in black and spoke in a low voice to the starry sky behind him.
Although the appearance of the man in black could not be seen clearly, the weapon in his hand was a scimitar unique to the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.
And Nangong Qi should not ask assassins from the Nanman Kingdom to assassinate him.
"They're a little weird, hold on to me."
Looking at those pairs of calm gray eyes, he intuitively felt that these people were more difficult to deal with than the dead soldiers. As he said that, he threw out a few throwing knives from his arms, grabbed Fu Manxing, and jumped over the left wall.
The group of killers immediately chased after them, but before they could take a few steps, four secret guards appeared around them and pointed their swords at them.
"Hold tight."
Nangong Yun watched the three killers following behind him jump quickly towards a place with few people.
"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you, young master."
Fu Manxing did not doubt what Nangong Yun said. These people kept staring at her as soon as they appeared.
Those murderous eyes made her panic. It turned out that they were the ones who came to attack the village.
The three assassins looked at the two people getting farther and farther away, and decisively took out bows and arrows from behind, and shot several arrows at the backs of the two people.
"Sir, be careful behind you!"
As Fu Manxing spoke, Nangong Yun swiftly swung his sword backhand to block the flying arrow.
In an instant, the arrow was knocked away and stabbed in all directions with strong penetrating power.
She looked at the arrow that pierced through the eaves and hurriedly pulled Nangong Yun's sleeves.
Nangong Yun noticed Fu Manxing's nervousness and pulled her closer to him.
"Close your eyes."
He looked at the assassin who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes changed, and he hugged Fu Manxing tightly with his big hands. He dodged the swinging scimitar sideways, and with a cold face, stabbed the assassin who was preparing to attack from behind with a sword.
The sword pierced the assassin's body, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to swing the sword.
Nangong Yun retreated quickly and the fatal attack turned into a scratch.
sieve!
The scimitar flew past his shoulder.
He raised his foot and kicked the assassin behind him, drew his sword to block the attack of the assassin in front of him, and while the sword was in the air, he used his internal force to strike behind him.
In a flash, he threw a smoke bomb, jumped off the roof and left quickly.
After turning a few alleys, he patted Fu Manxing's head.
"You can open your eyes now."
Fu Manxing then opened her eyes with fluttering eyelashes.
Just now, at close range, she clearly heard the sound of the sword piercing the flesh. The feeling was different from what she saw from a distance.
"Is it safe?"
She carefully poked her head out.
"Well, let's go back home first."
Nangong Yun followed Fu Manxing's movements and walked quickly towards the county magistrate's mansion.
His tone was calm, and there was no sign that his arm was scratched.
"Manxing, we will leave tomorrow morning. You come with us. I don't care what you do in the capital, but I hope you can help me do something in the capital."
Fu Manxing recalled what had just happened and knew that following Nangong Yun would be the best outcome.
"Okay, as long as it doesn't go against the mundane world, I'll help you."
After making the agreement, the two returned to the mansion safely without encountering any assassins along the way.
Nangong Yun asked Fu Manxing to pack his things.
He went to see Lord Li to sort out some trivial matters.
"Your Highness, isn't this too hasty? I was planning to host a banquet."
Lord Li was a little surprised. To be honest, Nangong Yun had been busy since he arrived, and he didn't have time to welcome Nangong Yun.
"No need. The crisis in Dan County has been resolved. Lord Li, just follow my instructions and slowly implement them. It won't be long before Dan County returns to its former prosperity."
"I'm still rushing back to the capital to report the corruption to His Majesty. I hope Lord Li won't reveal my whereabouts for the time being."
"Yes, I obey your command."
Lord Li looked at Nangong Yun who had already made up his mind, bowed silently and left. Standing in the courtyard, he looked at the full moon in the sky with tears in his eyes.
The Third Prince is such a good man, it's a pity that he ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
Nangong Yun went to the inner room, looked at his purple arm, poured the antidote, and looked at the secret guard who fell silently in front of him.
"What's going on?"
"The living dead know no pain and will continue to hunt their victims until their heads are cut off."
An Yi answered without any fluctuation in his tone.
"Are they from the Southern Barbarians?"
"Yes, after removing the mask, I can't see any specific features on his face, but there is a tattoo of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom on his waist."
"Well, go and guard Manxing."
After Nangong Yun and other secret guards left, he sat on a chair and used his internal energy to carefully check the condition of the poison in his body. Seeing that it had not been activated, he felt relieved.
Looks like I have to leave tonight.
He is being hunted, and although the group of assassins who wanted to kill Fu Manxing have been dealt with, there is no guarantee that a second group will come soon.
Once the Southern Barbarian Kingdom is involved, things become troublesome.
Thinking of the wizards who have emerged in the Southern Barbarian Kingdom in the past three years, his eyes darkened slightly. Could he suspect that it was related to the strange exit of the Fu Clan and Fu Manxing from the valley?
At the hour of Yin, a plain carriage quietly left the city gate.
After the carriage reached a canyon, Lu Yi, who was driving the horse, reported to Nangong Yun with some caution.
"Keep going, and follow plan two if necessary."
Nangong Yun in the carriage took a sip of tea calmly.
"Yes, sir."
Fu Manxing looked at Nangong Yun's calm appearance, and the tension in his heart did not ease but became even more nervous.
"Zijin, are you hurt?"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
She looked at Nangong Yun who was drinking tea with his other hand, her tone a little anxious, and she moved closer to check Nangong Yun's arm.
Everything happened so fast yesterday. Seeing Nangong Yun's normal expression, she thought the blood she smelled was from those killers.
"It's okay, the minor injury has been treated with medicine."
Nangong Yun didn't expect that Fu Manxing would notice this. He watched the other party looking at his arm.
He raised his hand and twisted it to prove that he was fine.
"Did you use the medicine I gave you? It's very effective in healing."
Fu Manxing felt less guilty when he saw Nangong Yun, whose complexion was normal and whose movements were not seriously problematic.
“I used it and it worked very well.”
"Zijin, do you still think we are friends? You didn't even tell me you were injured."
"It's my fault. Sorry, Manxing. I'll tell you next time."
Nangong Yun looked at the person who cared about him so much besides his mother, and rarely agreed with Fu Manxing's words.
"......Um."
Fu Manxing felt a little embarrassed by Nangong Yun's words, so she nodded and silently shifted her gaze to the burning incense.
A quarter of an hour later the carriage reached the middle of the canyon.
Nangong Yun, who was sitting lazily, now sat up a little straighter, with his arm close to the sharp sword.
All was quiet, no birds singing or leaves rustling, a stillness growing stronger as the storm deepened.
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