The Regent's Concubine is Crazy

Chapter 242

Shangguan Ziling lifted the carriage curtain and scanned the battlefield outside with a sharp gaze. In the darkness, the black-clad assassins and her secret guards were engaged in a fierce fight. Her brows were furrowed, and anger surged in her heart. These assassins were obviously masters, and she didn't bring many secret guards with her when she came out, which made her feel a little tricky.

When she saw Qiu Kui was injured, she became even angrier.

Shangguan Ziling turned to Zhuge Wan'er and Xia Yu in the carriage and said, "You stay in the carriage, I'll go help you."

Zhuge Wan'er asked worriedly, "Sister Ziling, what about Dongfang Piaoyi?" Her voice was full of concern and worry.

Shangguan Ziling said in a deep voice: "He is not in danger of death now. The main thing now is to get rid of these killers."

After hearing this, Zhuge Wan'er finally put down the heavy stone in her heart. She looked at Dongfang Piaoyi's sleeping face, tears flashing in her eyes, "Thank you, Sister Ziling, please be careful."

Xia Yu said worriedly, "Princess, be careful." At this moment, Xia Yu hated himself for not being able to help the princess and even dragging her down.

Shangguan Ziling looked at Xia Yu and said, "Be good, stay here and don't come out." Her words were full of warmth and kindness, making people feel extremely at ease. Xia Yu nodded.

A black shadow rushed out from the darkness and pounced on Qiu Kui like a ghost. Qiu Kui was caught off guard and was forced to retreat repeatedly by the assassin in black.

At this moment, a figure jumped out of the carriage like lightning and stood in front of Qiu Kui.

Shangguan Ziling's face was full of anger and worry.

She quickly drew out her dagger and started a life-and-death struggle with the killer in black.

"Qiu Kui, go and take care of your wound." Shangguan Ziling shouted loudly while fighting with the black-clad killer.

Qiu Kui felt a warm feeling in his heart as he watched Shangguan Ziling block the fatal blow for him.

Qiu Kui said: "Princess, be careful."

Qiu Kui quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom and began to treat the wound. The moment the liquid medicine came into contact with the wound, a slight hissing sound was heard, and the pain of the wound gradually eased. The blood on the upper arm also stopped oozing out, and Qiu Kui tore off his clothes.

A thin needle suddenly appeared in Shangguan Ziling's hand, like the god of death's scythe, and every time it was swung, it took away a life.

Her technique was skillful and precise, and each needle accurately hit the black-clad killer's vital points.

The killers who were hit fell down one after another and could no longer fight.

However, the number of black-clad killers was too large, and Shangguan Ziling soon ran out of needles.

A dagger appeared in Shangguan Ziling's hand again, and she engaged in close combat with these black-clad killers.

Her movements were flexible and agile, and every attack caught her opponent off guard. Qiu Kui followed closely behind to assist Shangguan Ziling in the battle.

Ye Mutian was also entangled with the black-clad killer. Although he was brave and good at fighting, he felt a little powerless in the face of so many enemies.

He continued to swing the sword in his hand, fighting a desperate battle with the black-clad killer.

The battle between the secret guards and the assassin in black had reached a fever pitch. They stood around the carriage, forming a tight defensive circle, and engaged in a desperate fight with the assassin in black. Several secret guards were more or less slightly injured.

However, the secret guards were still agile and quick in their movements, and the long swords in their hands flashed coldly in the moonlight.

They stood in several positions, coordinated with each other, surrounded the carriage, and resisted. Their eyes were firm and resolute, and they showed no fear in the face of the fierce attack of the black-clad killer.

The assassins in black pounced on the secret guards like a pack of hungry wolves. Their attack was extremely fierce. They held sharp blades and were agile. Every swing of the blades was fierce. They tried to break through the secret guards' defense circle and get close to the carriage, but they were stubbornly blocked by the secret guards every time.

During the battle, the secret guards showed their superb martial arts and tacit cooperation. Sometimes they attacked together, sometimes they fought alone, but they always maintained the protection of the carriage. Their figures moved quickly in the night, and they fought a thrilling fight with the black-clad killer.

Although the black-clad killers were numerous, they faced stubborn resistance from the secret guards. They kept changing their tactics, trying to find the secret guards' weaknesses, but were cleverly resolved by the secret guards every time.

As time went on, the battle became more intense. Both sides paid a heavy price, but neither side gave up.

Shangguan Ziling took out the powder from the space and sprinkled it on the black-clad assassins who were besieging them. The powder spread in the air, and the black-clad assassins retreated in a well-trained manner to avoid inhaling too much powder.

Shangguan Ziling frowned as she looked at the reactions of the men in black. It was obvious that these killers had undergone rigorous training and reacted quickly. They immediately held their breath, and inhaling a little bit of the powder had no effect on them.

Just then, the sound of horse hooves was heard, getting closer and closer to them.

Shangguan Ziling looked up and saw Mo Shaoxie riding a black horse, rushing towards them quickly.

Mo Shaoxie's face was full of anger and worry, his eyes were fixed on Shangguan Ziling, as if he wanted to protect her in his arms.

Mo Shaoxie became angry instantly when he saw his beloved being besieged.

He quickly galloped over from his horse and landed beside Shangguan Ziling. He put one arm around her waist and with the other hand drew out the soft sword from his waist and swept it across, killing several assassins who were surrounding them instantly.

Mo Shaoxie's movements were agile and swift, his swordsmanship was superb and precise, and every swing of the sword caught his opponent off guard.

Seeing this, the black-clad assassins knew that the situation was not good. The leading black-clad assassin said, "Retreat!"

They retreated quickly in an instant and disappeared into the night.

A hint of coldness flashed across Mo Shaoxie's eyes, and his voice was cold and firm: "Chase, kill without mercy!"

Mo Feng and his secret guards were about to catch up.

Shangguan Ziling's voice came: "Don't chase me."

Mo Feng and other secret guards all stopped.

Mo Shaoxie was stunned for a moment, he looked down at Shangguan Ziling.

Shangguan Ziling explained: "These are the assassins from the Assassin's Pavilion."

There was a hint of viciousness in Mo Shaoxie's eyes. The killers from the Killer Pavilion actually dared to kill his beloved. They were simply seeking their own death.

Shangguan Ziling saw what Mo Shaoxie was thinking, and she explained: "They didn't come to kill me, they came to kill Dongfang Piaoyi, and I just happened to meet them."

After listening to Shangguan Ziling's explanation, the anger in Mo Shaoxie's eyes gradually subsided.

Shangguan Ziling pointed at the carriage, and Mo Shaoxie looked in the direction of the carriage. At this time, Zhuge Wan'er stuck her head out of the carriage and thanked them: "Thank you, Sister Ziling!"