Chapter 42 Who the hell are you? This is an update)

"I..." As soon as she made a sound, Han Xiang's hazy eyes opened. She looked at Shen Sirong's gradually frown and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Shen Sirong was struck by lightning, and his mind was numb. Soon she calmed down. She raised her sleeve and wiped it on her forehead and asked in a low voice.

"Who the hell are you?"

It is clear that there is a man in front of him. Naturally, it is not cold fragrance.

"My subordinates are the leader of the prince's dark guard, cold night." With that, his chest fluctuated, coughed a few times and vomited blood. Shen Sirong's eyes were pierced by the blood he spit out, and his ears buzzed.

"Ah, Hanxiang, you are injured. Don't move."

"Cold night." The mellow voice said with difficulty.

Shen Sirong didn't know why, and then realized that he was emphasizing his name.

"Okay, okay, cold night, listen to me, you are injured now, but I don't know when those people in black will come after you. We have to find a place to hide. Can you continue to walk?" Shen Sirong sat up on the cold night and asked softly.

In the cold night, he lay on his chest, and his undulating chest made Shen Sirong's heart lift in mid-air. He did not answer Shen Sirong's words, but forced himself to hold the tree trunk beside him and stagger to stand up.

Even Shen Sirong, who did not know martial arts, could see that Hanye had suffered a serious internal injury. She supported Hanye without a trace and pressed his weight on herself a little.

He retreated on a cold night. Shen Sirong looked up and remembered that the one beside him was not her maid Hanxiang, but a man and a secret guard.

"Now you don't pay attention to false courtesy. Let's go." Shen Sirong said in a low voice with his eyes half closed.

She is not so adaptable. The change of the cold fragrance to the cold night made her confused, but no matter how stunned she is, she can't stand still and wait for people to slaughter her.

The physical strength of the cold night was weak, so she had to walk half leaning against Shen Sirong. He turned his eyes away and listened attentively to the movement around him. Shen Sirong was physically and physically exhausted. She could hear the sound of the weeds and skirts when the two of them passed by.

Suddenly, under the feet of the cold night, Shen Sirong did not dare to disturb him. Seeing him frown, he knew that the situation was not good. Maybe someone chased here. The cold night held his breath and pulled Shen Sirong in one direction. Shen Sirong accidentally twisted when she ran under her feet. She just slowed down a little and ran forward with the cold night with an unchanged look.

In a faint time, there was already a sound of floating clothes behind him. Shen Sirong's hand held by Han Ye tightened again. It didn't matter if he had an accident, but she couldn't.

He looked at the situation calmly, and there were endless woods on all sides. He remembered that he had been to this area when he was on a mission, and there was a cliff-like slope nearby. He relied on the vague sun to identify the direction and ran to the place in his memory.

"Madam, there is a slope not far ahead. You can try to hide under the slope with the help of your subordinates later. Don't come out no matter what happens."

Hanye made a sentence, and Shen Sirong's heart sank. He must have known that he could not protect her to make sure that he chose such a dangerous method, but he mistakenly thought that Shen Sirong would not leave him alone. If there is a way, the cold night can take her forward with light skills, so why run so hard? So she can be sure that the internal strength is blocked in the cold night.

Shen Sirong did not reply to distract him. All she knew was that her legs were mechanically moving, numb, and even had the illusion of being separated from her upper body.

The wind behind him roared strangely, and the sun was completely invisible. Shen Sirong looked back and seemed to be able to feel the approaching murder.

"Don't look." The cold night whispered.

Shen Sirong's mind also rotated quickly. Presumably, he thought of taking her down the slope together on a cold night, and then "placed" her when he fell down, and he could only expose herself to the man in black. This is a life-for-life practice. How can Shen Sirong agree?

She held the cold night's hand back, and her whole body shook, and her feet became faster.

The man in black quickly caught up, and a broken sword roared. Shen Sirong looked sideways and a branch fell down. The murderous atmosphere had arrived before people saw it, and Shen Sirong clenched his teeth.

Soon saw the slope mentioned by the cold night, and Shen Sirong could hear the relieved breath of the cold night. Behind the cold night, she lifted her clothes and tied them together with the broken robe of the cold night.

"Do you still want to run?" Four people in black fell not far away one after another. Shen Sirong looked at the two people who had gone to chase people before. They appeared here. Can the two bodyguards be safe now?

"Are you a man?" The man in black did not look at Shen Sirong, but fell in the cold night.

The remaining three looked at it and shook their hands holding the knife.

"The bone shrinkage skill has long been extinct in the world, and I don't want to see you today."

They didn't listen to their words at all in the cold night, but protected Shen Sirong to walk to the entrance of the slope. Their feet were empty, and the sand and stones rolled down the slope. Shen Sirong's face was terrmented.

"There is a death before and after, why do you have to struggle to death?"

There is a dead end before and after, and the man in black is bound to win her life.

"My subordinates counted one, two and three, and the Empress jumped down. Then..." Han Ye estimated it carefully and said it one by one.

Shen Sirong interrupted him: "Don't say."

"Since I will die today, should I tell you who wants my life?" Shen Sirong was not chaotic in the face of danger, and indifferently claimed to be an aura.

There was some praise in the eyes of the man in black and laughed: "The princess is really not an ordinary woman. Unfortunately, I don't know who the person who wants your life is, otherwise I will definitely tell you as a ride."

After saying that, the man in black didn't want to spend time in love. His right arm raised and his knife rippled. On a cold night, Shen Sirong rolled down the slope pretending to be a fool.

The man in black wanted to come up to catch them, but only left a piece of clothes.

At this time, he didn't care about the distance between kings and ministers and the courtesy of men and women. He wrapped his arms around Shen Sirong and tried not to scratch her with the branches. The man in black did not give up and continued to chase him down. I don't know how long it has been rolling, my body fell empty, and I fell down with Shen Sirong on a cold night.

"Ah..." The exclamations of the cold night and Shen Sirong echoed and gradually returned to calm.

The man in black chased down and looked down. There was a cliff below, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Go down and search, and the superior said that if you want to live, you want to see the dead." The man in black was very angry. His intuition for many years told him that not seeing the body did not complete the task.

"Yes. Take someone down immediately."

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