The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Chapter 218 The Gentle and Cruel Prince Sheng

All the sounds of arrows breaking through the air and weapons colliding.

The fierce shouts and screams gradually became distant and unclear.

She could clearly feel that the person was sticking closely behind her.

The man's breathing was very rapid and disorderly.

The hot breath kept blowing over her delicate and fair neck skin.

It was like a hot wind blowing across the calm lake.

It stirred up tiny ripples and also triggered a subtle, indescribable shudder.

The chest was emitting waves of warmth, but it was also extremely hot, so hot that it was scary!

Just like the scorching sun, it continuously emits scorching heat.

It penetrated through the thin clothes and reached her back like a tide.

It brought her a feeling of peace of mind that could not be described in words.

However, almost at the same moment.

The hard touch on her back also made her clearly aware of it.

This is an extremely solid and reliable backing.

Leng Xinmo's delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Deep down in my heart, there was a wave of complicated emotions, like a raging sea.

This close contact made her feel inexplicably panicked.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a sense of intimacy that made her heart beat faster.

Yet, unconsciously, I felt an extreme tension and uneasiness.

Subconsciously, she wanted to turn her body and turn her head to check.

That was the name that was already churning in her heart.

But for some reason, it seemed as if there was a pair of invisible hands holding her tightly.

This made her unable to move, and she could only maintain her original posture without moving.

"Mo'er, don't move!"

A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

It contains a lot of panic and deep and shallow thoughts.

The lingering fear and the deep sense of grievance that cannot be resolved.

In this brief contact, time seemed to stand still.

She indulged herself, immersing herself in the touch of warmth and hardness.

His thoughts gradually drifted away, as if he had entered a world with only the two of them.

"Qian Wushang, let go..."

Leng Xinmo's voice was so soft that it seemed as if only he could hear it.

Her eyes swept over Tianyi and others who had their heads lowered.

It fell on Xia Jinyi and others who were thrown to the ground in a miserable state.

Finally, her sight rested on the less than two thousand archers armed with bows and arrows who were confronting them in front of them.

Leng Xinmo moved his feet silently, trying to move a little further away from Qian Wushang's chest.

However, this subtle movement did not escape Qian Wushang's eyes.

He snorted in dissatisfaction and tightened his hands on Leng Xinmo's waist.

Leng Xinmo was caught off guard and his body was thrown violently backwards.

Her face turned dark instantly, she gritted her teeth and growled in a low voice: "Qian Wushang!"

Then, her pupils suddenly dilated and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

A slight stinging pain came from her earlobe, letting her know what had just happened.

This guy Qian Wushang actually bit her!

Shame and anger surged in Leng Xinmo's heart, and he subconsciously raised his hand and slapped the man behind him hard.

"Stop it, Mo'er."

Qian Wushang took the opportunity to loosen the hand that was originally tightly around Leng Xinmo.

But the other hand quickly and gently grabbed Leng Xinmo's injured arm.

He said with concern: "Your arm is bleeding, don't move."

Leng Xinmo choked: Who is moving?

Qian Wushang seriously grabbed Leng Xinmo's arm.

He then took out an exquisite white jade porcelain bottle from his arms.

His movements were gentle and cautious, as if what he held in his hands was a rare treasure.

Then, Qian Wushang gently opened the bottle cap, and a faint herbal fragrance wafted out.

He carefully poured the powder in the bottle onto Leng Xinmo's arm.

The powder was as light as fine sand and had a reassuring scent.

Leng Xinmo recognized the bottle of medicine at a glance.

It was the elixir that Qian Wushang used to treat the gunshot wound on her thigh when they first met.

The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind, but now it seems like a lifetime ago.

Leng Xinmo stopped struggling and quietly let Qian Wushang tear off the corner of his clothes to bandage his arm.

She could feel Qian Wushang's attentiveness and gentleness, and a ripple appeared in her heart.

At this moment, Qian Wushang, who had been keeping his head down, had a barely perceptible cunning and satisfaction flash in his eyes.

When Qian Wushang finished treating Leng Xinmo's arm.

Lying on the ground, with Tianyi holding a sword against his throat, Xia Jinyi could no longer endure this humiliation and fear.

He roared in rage: "Qian Wushang, you bastard! Let me go! If you have the guts, kill me with one sword!"

Xia Jinyi's pair of malicious eyes stared at Qian Wushang, releasing all the resentment and unwillingness in his heart.

"Kill me, and my 400,000 cavalrymen from Xiqi will crush your Lianlu Pass and slaughter all the people inside!"

Xia Jinyi's face was distorted, and he stared at Qian Wushang with a pair of vicious eyes, roaring in triumph.

Tian Er was so angry that he stared at Xia Jinyi.

Qian Wushang slowly let go of Leng Xinmo's hand and gently pulled it back.

His deep and sharp eyes stared intently.

The Xia Jinyi in front of me has a distorted face and a weird smile.

His eyes were locked on the other party, who had just injured Leng Xinmo's right hand with a long sword.

"Is this the hand that scratched Mo'er?"

Qian Wushang's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from the Netherworld, chilling to the bone.

Xia Jinyi snorted coldly and responded fearlessly: "Humph! So what?"

Before he finished his words, the Netherworld Sword in Qian Wushang's hand suddenly flashed with a cold light.

Immediately afterwards, a column of bright red blood gushed out!

In the blink of an eye, Xia Jinyi's wrist was covered in blood, which was shocking to see.

"what!"

Xia Jinyi let out a shrill scream that echoed through the sky and was chilling.

"Your Majesty! Your hand?"

Seeing this, Canyang on the side rushed to Xia Jinyi's side.

"Qian Wushang! Qian Wushang! You actually destroyed my hand. I must kill you. Kill you!"