Prime Minister's Sixth Daughter

After lunch, Yan Qing really wanted to keep Yan Muru and the rest at the palace for the night. However, thinking about how Yan Muru had just returned, Yun Feng was sure that she was a treasure, it was already not an easy feat for her to come to the palace for a meal today.

"Mufei, don't worry. Your son will definitely send his cousin back to the Yan family safely."

It had to be said that this woman's sixth sense was extremely accurate. This time around, Yan Muru's guess was right, this place was very suitable for assassination.

The moment that Yan Muru had let go of the curtain, a cold arrow flew directly at her face.

As Youlan was the closest to Yan Muru, she was naturally the first to feel that biting cold killing intent.

"Miss, be careful!"

Youlan reminded loudly as she pulled Yan Muru, who was sitting by the window, back.

The arrow flew past Yan Muru's hair, messing up her hair, and the hibiscus flower fell to the ground.

Seeing that Yan Muru had been attacked, the people in the horse carriage became even more vigilant, even Yan Muru squinted her eyes. With such a good archery skill, it was indeed easy to take her life, if it wasn't for Yilan just now, she definitely would not have escaped this calamity.

"Everyone in the carriage, listen up. As long as you hand the Sixth Miss over, we will not pursue anyone else."

Hearing them call her sixth sister's name, Yan Xingru immediately became angry. These two, did they think that there was no one from the Yan Clan? Treat them like soft persimmon?

Compared to the others who were filled with righteous indignation, it was much easier to take down the sword.

He bent down to pick up the arrow. He looked at the mark on the arrow's tip and gently stroked the handle of the arrow with his fingers.

"Xue Wu Gate? It seems like the person that Sixth Miss has offended is someone with a lot of wealth! "

Blood Dance Gate-- These three words were absolutely terrifying to hear.

The Bloodbath Sect was known as the second largest assassination organization in the martial arts world, second only to the pavilion. Since its inception, it had never lost, so its value was especially high.

Yan Mu Ru also frowned, what had happened to her recently? Why did someone always try to get in her way?

Did these people think that she was easy to bully just because of her reputation of being 'weak'?

The sound of breathing entered Yan Muru's ears. From the looks of it, there were quite a few people here? And this was the person who had formed a team to kill her?

The people outside the carriage were also puzzled. Since the other party had already guessed their identity, why were they not moving?

Did they really think they could contend against the Blood Dance door?

"When did the Blood Dance door fall to such a state? Dozens of men bullying a little girl.

His voice was neither cold nor hot, but if one were to carefully think about his words, one would discover that his slightly mocking words seemed to have the intention of provoking a war between the two sides.

The people of the Blood Dance Sect had dominated the martial arts world for many years. It was one thing for them to be overshadowed by the rising pavilion, but when had they ever suffered such humiliation in other places?

"If you refuse a toast, you will be punished. Make a move. Leave no one alive."

He hadn't planned on creating new problems, but upon hearing that the other party was provoking him, he naturally couldn't tolerate it any longer.

For a moment, only Qing Jue and Yan Muru were left in the carriage.

Facing Lan Che's measuring gaze, Yan Muru could only smile generously.

"What is it? Sixth Miss doesn't want to go out and take a look? "

His inquisitive gaze was filled with a hint of ridicule. If it wasn't for the fact that someone with such strong mental fortitude like Yan Muru was looking at him in such a manner, he would have felt guilty countless times already.

"Mu Er's body is weak. If she were to leave, it would only cause more trouble for my cousin and sister."

Yan Muru's answer was reasonable, but what she met was the unpredictable Qing Feng Lan Che.

"If that's the case, then Sixth Miss is even more necessary to go out and take a look."

Before Yan Muru could retort, she felt someone grab her hand and throw her out of the carriage.

When Yan Muru finally regained her balance, she could see the silhouettes of Yan Xingru and the others as they fought fiercely. Furthermore, the Bladed Slash that had just thrown her out was sitting upright in the carriage, but the curtain of the carriage had already been half lifted, allowing them to see her every move.

Although the number of people at the Blood Dance door was large, they were gradually at a disadvantage. The people in front of them shot a glance at the blue water not too far away.

"The sixth young miss of the Yan family is there. As long as we kill her, we can settle the score!"

He was in a hurry to send a message to his companions, and the next moment, he was slashed in the throat by Yulan.

But he couldn't stop the signal he was sending to the others.

"Sixth sister, run back to the carriage."

Yan Min Ru shifted her body to the side to avoid a sharp sword light before hurriedly turning around to warn Yan Mu Ru.

However, it was already too late. The assassins had already started moving closer to Yan Muru and formed a circle, their eyes filled with greed and bloodlust.

She couldn't escape even if she had wings.

Seeing the killer slowly closing in, Yan Muru took out a few silver needles from her sleeve. If no one really cared about her, she would choose to save herself even if she had to take the risk of being questioned.

It wasn't that she was selfish, but Old Man Wuxi had told her that her life was the most important.

The killer closest to her had a creepy smile on his face as he pulled out a sword flower and charged straight at her.

As usual, she watched the danger drawing closer.

Just as the long sword was about to stab her throat and the silver needle in her hand was about to shoot out, a sudden force wrapped around her waist.

Right now, Yan Muru knew without even thinking that it was all about Lan Che. Other than him, Yan Muru really couldn't think of anyone else who was so bored and needed a beating.

With the addition of Qing Lan Che, the killers of the Blood Dance Gate were quickly defeated. Even those that wanted to escape were killed by his stones, dead at the center of their eyebrows.

"Take good care of your sixth sister. If there's a next time, I won't care."

For some unknown reason, when he saw Yan Muru's generous demeanor, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

With a cold look at Yan Muru, he stepped onto his horse and left.

Yan Muru was so angry that her teeth were itching. How could there be such a person? He was the one who threw her out, and now he was blaming her instead?

First, he pushed her into such a dangerous situation, then rushed out to save her. Did he really think that he was a hero saving a beauty? Was she going to be grateful to him?

Of course, these words were only spoken in her heart, her expression did not change at all.

"Cough …"

Just as Yan Muru was about to speak, she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

She had been too careless just now and did not expect the sword Qi to injure her heart. It seemed like she would have to rest for another half a month.

"Sixth sister, are you alright? Would you like to see a doctor? "

Yan Mu Ru waved her hand and smiled to the guilty Leng Ying.

"It's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a few days."

Everyone from the Yan Clan knew about her martial arts and medical skills, so she could not bear to see Qing Jue's guilt.

When the carriage was almost at the Yan Residence, Yan Muru suddenly thought of something and whispered into everyone's ears.

"Since it's nothing important, don't mention it to my mother. I don't want her to worry."

After returning to the manor, they all went back to their own courtyards to rest.