I really didn't want to be emperor

Governor's House.

In the study.

The prince sits in the upper position, and the left and right sides below are Chang Shenghou and the generals.

"Today, the enemy Chen Bing went down to the city, but did not launch an offensive. Don't Hou Ye feel strange?"

"It's really puzzling." Xiao Juntian frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

The prince said again: "The King Yong colluded with Dongman and will pay a heavy price. How could he do nothing and give up the opportunity to attack the city."

"If Gu didn't guess wrong, the reason why they gave up siege is because they have more important things."

Xiao Juntian looked suspicious and puzzled, "His Royal Highness, what is more important than siege of the city."

One side.

Han Ling suddenly said, "His Royal Highness, Lord Hou, one thing is indeed more important than siege."

The prince looked at Han Ling, "Sir, but he noticed something."

Han Ling nodded, "His Royal Highness, if King Yong wants to seize Tongzhou City, who is his biggest threat?"

Hear the sound.

The prince's face changed, and he quickly said: "Mister meant to assassinate the lonely?"

The voice fell.

There was silence in the study.

Think carefully.

I don't know how serious it is.

Before the two armies, the assassination of the commander-in-chief was not uncommon.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!"

An exclamation came.

In the study, everyone was in a thunderous dream, and their faces changed drastically. I didn't expect an assassin to sneak into Tongzhou City.

King Yong's poisonous strategy.

Xiao Juntian hurriedly said: "Protect Your Highness, I will go out to capture the assassin."

Seeing that he was about to leave, the prince said solemnly: "I will go with you."

Talking.

His face was cold, and he continued with a grinning voice: "I want to see it alone. Who will be sent by King Yong to assassinate."

The prince was calm, angry and shocked, but not afraid.

With one hundred thousand soldiers, what kind of waves can an assassin make?

If you dare to enter the Assassin's Mansion, he will never return.

When the prince walked out of the study, everyone followed him around, all with a look of guard.

The cold wind passed by, and the air was full of murderous air.

The prince stared at him, "An assassin?"

Follow.

His eyes fell on the ground, arrows, broken blades, broken armor, and corpses all over the ground.

His eyes gradually became a little dazed, "Can no one stop him?"

In the courtyard.

Sword Master Cang Lan found the prince's figure, stepped on the ground, and rushed forward.

at the same time.

A loud noise spread.

Klang.

Klang.

Seeing two groups of black armored soldiers appeared, they rushed forward and stood in front of the prince, directly forming a wall of people.

The spear pointed straight, and the arrow wound.

this moment.

Sword Master Cang Lan raised his hand and waved his sword, turning the clouds and rain, and the sword light penetrated everywhere.

The figure is also elegant and agile, like a ghost.

The sword was like lightning, and wherever it passed, soldiers splashed and the figure flew upside down.

Blood was splashing and flying all over the sky.

Bang bang bang.

A group of figures fell to the ground, and no one could stop the sword master Cang Lan's sharp edge.

Holding a sword.

Killing sword.

Drinking blood and cold light, the power is like a broken bamboo.

Xiao Juntian squinted his eyes and stared at Canglan, "His Royal Highness, this person is unfathomable, and his strength is at least the top nine."

The prince looked fierce and his eyes looked like the water of a cold lake, "Where is the bow and crossbow camp, shoot arrows to the lonely."

"Shoot him with an arrow!"

Give an order.

The arrow shattered like a locust, pointing directly at Canglan's figure.

Chi Chi Chi.

Chi Chi Chi.

The sword is like electricity, and the momentum is like thunder.

Canglan's figure flickered like a ghost.

The long sword swept across, and Feiya was divided into two, which didn't hurt him at all.

For a time.

The bloody murderous aura was rippling, and everyone in the field showed fear.

The prince thought that the powerful soldiers under his command could easily kill the assassins, but he never thought that the people sent by Emperor Yong were so tricky and cruel.

At this time.

Cang Lan raised his head and glanced at the prince, and said coldly: "Don't be dying and struggling. Tonight, you will definitely die. Even if you go all the way to the capital of the Great Xia, I will take the first class."

mad.

Very arrogant.

In Cang Lan's eyes, as long as it is the person he wants to kill, it doesn't matter if you are Prince Xia Guo or anyone.

It must be killed.

The prince's face was like a cold iron, and his stern eyes fell on Canglan, "Tongzhou City is the land of the great summer, how can you allow you to be so arrogant and want to kill orphans, just relying on you alone and one sword, it is too whimsical."

Cang Lan said coldly: "Really, let you know how one person and one sword bloodbath the Cishi Palace."

The voice fell.

The sword light flashed, directly hitting the soldier who stood in front of the prince.

boom.

The blast spread, and the soldier flew out upside down, his chest armor cracked, and spider web-like marks appeared.

The long sword in Cang Lan's hand instantly turned into three, and the figure became more treacherous, a ray of sword light pierced through the air, cutting towards the prince.

laugh.

Sword to.

Hit a soldier.

On the soldier's forehead, blood was gurgling, and the figure seemed to be divided into two.

The prince's face changed behind him, and he raised his hand to his left arm, blood overflowing between his fingers.

Upon seeing this.

Xiao Juntian's face changed drastically, and he said solemnly, "Your Highness, you are injured."

The prince raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, it's just a small injury."

Talking.

He paused and continued: "Han Ling, kill him."

Han Ling nodded, his breath instantly changed, a black stylus appeared in his palm, and his figure leaped towards Canglan.

This moment.

Canglan noticed the aura on Han Ling's body, and a ripple appeared on his unwavering cheeks.

"I didn't expect to meet a master like you."

Han Ling looked at Canglan, "If I am not mistaken, your Excellency should be Ghost Sword Canglan."

Cang Lansen sneered: "Unexpectedly, after many years, someone still remembers my name as an old man."

As he said, his eyes fell on the black stylus in Han Ling's hand, "Judge's pen, who is Lu Zun?"

Han Ling said, "Master."

A strange color appeared in Cang Lan's eyes, "Lu Zun's 72nd Road Judge's Pen is rumored to be unpredictable. Let the old man learn it tonight."

Han Ling's expression was blank, "I also want to see how powerful the ghost sword is."

next moment.

The two rushed to the ground and attacked each other.

Murderous intent shot from Cang Lan's body, and his eyes were full of fierce fighting spirit, as if he had forgotten his mission.

Between the starlight and flint, the two fought together.

Experts know if there is any.

Seeing that the two were fighting together, the prince looked sideways at Xiao Juntian, "If the order goes on, the army will surround the Cishi Mansion, and the lonely wants him to lay his wings and escape."

.............

early morning.

In the east of the sunrise, the white snow covers the sky and the earth.

Above the wilderness.

A figure arched slightly, holding a long sword, and staggered forward.

Wherever he went, there were drops of blood in the snow.

This person is the sword master Cang Lan.

this moment.

Canglan was not as domineering as he was last night, and looked very embarrassed.

The left shoulder was penetrated by a flying arrow, and the blood hole on the right shoulder was deeply visible with bones. It was shocking and extremely shocking.

I thought that in the Assassin's Mansion, he could easily take the crown prince.

Unexpectedly, I was beaten so hard.

If it were not for running fast, it would be completely cold.

Along the way, Canglan was sad, angry, desolate, and extremely regretful.

Had it not been for his death, how could he end up like this?

but.

Thinking of cutting off Han Ling's arm, I felt a little relieved.

Looking at the barracks ahead.

Cang Lan hesitated a bit, being beaten like this, how should he face the savages?

at this time.

A soldier exclaimed: "The sword master is back."

Canglan: "........."