Chapter 196 Serious Injury

The moment Wei Zhihuai saw Jiang Zhu, he became alert.

　　He hugged Ye Anian and quickly backed away, smiling at Jiang Zhuyin: "You're not dead?"

　　Jiang Zhu curled his lips: "You are still alive and well, how could I die?"

　　"Hmph," Wei Zhihuai snorted coldly, "My injury can be cured, but your poison cannot be cured."

　　"Then I'll send you away before I die!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo sword glowing with cold light was already stabbed straight towards Wei Zhihuai's face.

　　The bamboo sword, which had been quenched with a layer of ice, was full of violent energy, and the sword energy surged like the force of breaking bamboo.

　　Wei Zhihuai couldn't resist and was forced to retreat continuously.

　　Seeing that the sword's edge was directly between his eyebrows, he suddenly dodged sideways and kicked a stone pier next to him.

　　In an instant, countless feather arrows were shot from all directions, and the sound of piercing the air was heard in all directions.

　　Seeing all the arrows shooting towards Jiang Zhu, Ye Anian was so anxious, but couldn't cry out, his eyes were red with anxiety.

　　Wei Zhihuai chuckled, hugged Ye Anyian, changed directions and left quickly.

　　Ye Annian looked back worriedly, only to see arrows shooting randomly, but no one was in sight.

　　"Don't look, he won't catch up." Wei Zhihuai laughed sarcastically.

　　Ye Anyian glared at him coldly.

　　Suddenly, there was a sound of wind blowing by my ears.

　　Ye Annian was startled. Before he could realize what happened, his eyes were covered by a fog of blue.

　　Immediately afterwards, his body suddenly felt light, the matte blue sleeves brushed past, and he was already in Jiang Zhu's arms.

　　"Niannian, are you okay?"

　　Ye Anian couldn't speak. When Jiang Zhu asked, he could only shake his head.

　　Jiang Zhu noticed something was wrong and frowned: "He also tapped your mute point?"

　　Ye Anyian nodded.

　　It's just that his eyes are red and he is about to cry, not to mention how attractive he is.

　　Jiang Zhu lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and chuckled: "Don't tell me, you look pretty like this."

　　Ye Anyian couldn't speak and could only glare at him without any deterrent.

　　Jiang Zhu stopped teasing him and raised his hand to relieve his acupuncture points.

　　"Ahem..." Ye Anyian was worried as soon as he opened his mouth, "Aren't you injured, are you okay?"

　　"It's okay," Jiang Zhu didn't seem to care.

　　"I told you not to run around, why do you dare to follow him?"

　　"I..."

Before Ye Anyian finished speaking, Wei Zhihuai's haunting voice rang out.

　　"You two have time to flirt, but you should think about whether you can leave here today."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, a group of masked men in black suddenly poured out from all directions, surrounding the two of them in the blink of an eye.

　　"Jiang Shengwan, how long can you last with the little internal strength you have left? I have as many killer guards as I need."

　　Wei Zhihuai stood outside the circle, looking at the two people leisurely.

　　Jiang Zhu ignored him and put Ye Anian on the ground to stand still. Then he flipped his wrist and drew a circle on the ground with his bamboo sword, surrounding Ye Anian inside.

　　Then, he raised his hand and held a sword flower, turned back and smiled at Ye Anian: "Watch it."

　　Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew up from all directions, and Ye Anian only caught a glimpse of a light blue figure flashing past his eyes, so fast that he couldn't even see the movement.

　　There was the sound of rustling wind, the clang of weapons connecting with each other, and even screams one after another.

　　In his eyes were criss-crossing sword rays, filled with ferocity, and the strong wind was slashing at him. The surrounding trees were affected, and their leaves were cut off one after another and scattered all over the ground.

　　Everyone who tried to get close to him was knocked down in one breath.

　　Shuer, the clanking sound gradually became weaker. Ye Anian suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and a piece of light green sleeve brushed past his eyes.

　　Jiang Zhu stood behind him, holding a sword in one hand and putting his other hand on his shoulder.

　　The ground was littered with corpses, but they were handled very cleanly, without a trace of blood.

　　The situation in Wei Zhihuai's eyes suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth bitterly and suddenly shouted: "Come again!"

　　A strong wind rose, and suddenly more people in black clothes fell from the sky, even twice as many as before, surrounding them tightly.

　　Ye Anyian's heart felt slightly cold. They couldn't fight a war of attrition, and they didn't know how many people there were in Wei Zhihuai.

　　Before he could think about it, Jiang Zhu took action again, but this time he didn't want to fight. Breaking the dilemma, he picked up Ye Anian, stepped on the cloud step, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　Wei Zhihuai stared at the two figures disappearing from his eyes, his eyes red with anger, his tightly clenched fists, veins bulging out.

　　Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his neck. He raised his hand and touched it. There was blood on his hand. He must have broken the wound.

　　"Ah..."

　　He sneered, but his body went limp.

　　Liu Zhuo, who came in a hurry, quickly supported him: "Your Highness, go back and rest first. I will call the imperial doctor for you."

　　"roll."

　　Wei Zhihuai brushed his hand away and staggered against the tree next to him.

　　The pain from the wound made his face pale. After a while, Wei Zhihuai straightened up and said to Liu Zhuo: "Send the order. The fugitive criminal Jiang Shengwan broke into the prince's mansion without permission with the intention of assassinating the prince. The whole city is on alert. All the prince's personal guards, The city defenders will do their best to arrest them, and if they refuse to comply, they will be shot without mercy!"

　　"As commanded."

　　Liu Zhuo took the order and left.

　　…

On the other side, Jiang Zhu took Ye Annian directly out of the Prince's Mansion.

　　However, before the two of them ran far, they were stopped by a group of defenders wearing black armor.

　　The leader, wearing a sword at his waist, had a stern look on his face: "Jiang Shengwan, let's capture him without mercy!"

　　"It's so shameless," Jiang Zhu sighed, "Just relying on your power and power, you bully others like this."

　　The leader clicked his sword out of its sheath: "Stop talking nonsense! Now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered the whole city to be on alert. You, a fugitive, will have trouble flying!"

　　"Give them all to me! If you can capture the key criminal alive, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver! If you kill the key criminal, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"

　　Suddenly, all the soldiers rushed towards them, shouting to kill.

　　Ye Annian's slightly relieved heart became anxious again. It was the spring month and Jiang Zhu's hand on his shoulder was cold to the bone.

　　"Stop fighting, let's first..."

　　As if he knew what he was thinking, before he finished speaking, two rows of people appeared in darkness on the roofs on both sides of the street, each wearing rich clothes and silver armor, and their bows and arrows were fully drawn.

　　Jiang Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "It seems that we can't leave."

　　A strong wind swept across, and the guards on the roof fired thousands of arrows. The soldiers who intercepted them below also attacked together.

　　Jiang Zhu put the hand on Ye Anian's shoulder, put it around his waist, and led him back quickly. The bamboo sword in his hand was so powerful that it knocked away the arrows fired at them.

　　But after several rounds, the city defenders and guards gathered more and more, and I am afraid that all the people in the city gathered here.

　　What's even worse is that Ye Annian discovered that the ice crystals on the bamboo sword disappeared, and Jiang Zhu's face turned pale.

　　But the sound of fighting in his ears made him unable to pay attention. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing through his peripheral vision, and Ye Anyian exclaimed: "Be careful!"

　　Wei Zhihuai suddenly appeared, stabbing Jiang Zhu straight into the back of the heart with the sword in his hand, but Jiang Zhu was entangled by several guards and had no time to escape.

　　Wei Zhihuai's expression was cold and menacing. Seeing the sword blade stabbing him, Ye Anyian directly blocked it.

　　A white light flashed past, but the imagined pain did not come.

　　There was a clanging sound in his ears, and it was Ziyu who arrived in time and knocked away Wei Zhihuai's sword.

　　When the attack failed, Wei Zhihuai retreated, and more guards followed.

　　"Zhai Master?" Ziyu suddenly became worried.

　　"You take Nian Nian and leave first." Jiang Zhu's voice rang out from the chaotic sounds of fighting around him.

　　"Then what do you do?" Ziyu forced back several rushing defenders with a sword, her expression stern.

　　"Don't worry..."

His answer was lost in the sudden sound that broke through the air.

　　They saw countless arrows shooting towards them, and the guards on the roof drew their bows to full capacity...

　　Ziyu flew up and deflected all the arrows. She insisted on protecting Jiang Zhu.

　　Ye Annian bit his lip and said coldly: "Ziyu, let's go first."

Ziyu paused for a moment, but still pulled back, put her hands on his shoulders, pointed her toes, and instantly jumped out of the encirclement.

　　Ye Anyian turned around and saw the light cyan figure swallowed up by the black arrows, and his heart tightened suddenly.

　　He took a deep breath and whispered: "We can't hold him back."

　　"Ziyu, if you throw me at the foot of Baiyun Mountain, go back and help him."

　　Ziyu agreed in a deep voice and returned quickly.

　　In less than half an hour, the two of them rushed back to Baiyun Mountain.

　　Ziyu followed Ye Anyian's instructions and sent him directly to Fayuan Temple halfway up the mountain before leaving.

　　Ye Anian suddenly froze, and the color on his face instantly faded.

　　Ziyu was startled. She followed Ye Annian's line of sight and saw the mist-green figure falling straight from the air like a butterfly with broken wings.

　　Ye Anian felt that his heartbeat suddenly stopped, and a sharp pain came, making his eyesight go black.

　　When he came back to his senses, he found that he had walked out for a long time, and Jiang Zhu's green clothes were spread out at his feet, but he did not dare to squat down and look.

　　At this time, Ziyu also hurried over. Seeing his appearance, she was at a loss for a moment.

　　Ye Anyian's hands were cold at this time. He took a deep breath to make his voice less shaky.

　　She spoke softly: "Ziyu, please... help me see if he is still breathing."

　　Ziyu was stunned. After she came to her senses, her eye circles suddenly turned red.

　　She didn't say anything, but squatted down, helped Jiang Zhu up, and stretched out her hand to check his breathing.

　　Ye Annian held his breath and stared at her expression. When he saw her sighing in relief, he finally let go of his hanging heart.

　　He stepped forward to help Jiang Zhu up, but when he reached out, he felt a sticky hand.

　　Frowning, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly pulled off Jiang Zhu's matte blue outer shirt.

　　They saw that Jiang Zhu's dark clothes were soaked with blood and stuck to his body.

　　Ye Anian's hands couldn't stop trembling. He bit his lip. After a long while, he said to Ziyu beside him: "First... help him back first."

　　At this moment, a young monk wearing cassocks hurried over and said to the two of them: "You guys, please go to the temple and settle down first."

　　The situation was urgent and he didn't care much. Ye Anyian nodded, said "Thank you" to him, and then helped Jiang Zhu into Fayuan Temple with Ziyu.

　　The young monk led the two of them straight to the Zen room in the backyard. Ye Anyian and Ziyu settled them on the couch together, but suddenly they felt dizzy before their eyes, their feet went weak, and they passed out.