Just when the dancing girl was confused, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind her. The dancing girl turned around cautiously, but her movement of turning back immediately stopped.
She gradually looked down, and finally saw the sword piercing her body. The next moment, the dancer fell to the ground.
Ye Fuxun drew out his sword and looked at the dancing girl with a cold look.
She just went out to camp for a while. When she came back, she smelled a scent that was very familiar to her before she even entered the tent.
Suddenly, an arrow shot straight at him.
Ye Fuxun bent down and snatched it, his eyes gleamed coldly, and he raised his sword and pointed angrily at the opponent: "Dancing Girl? You are really a spy sent by King Zhao Yang."
"I'm afraid the princess already knew this. She really put on a good show for me." The dancer sneered.
The two of them were fighting, regardless of who was superior or who was inferior.
Ji Yannuo shot an arrow straight at the dancing girl from behind. The dancing girl was about to turn around when she saw Ji Yannuo with a face like a god. She lowered her head slowly and there was already an arrow hanging on her chest.
Immediately, she fell to the ground, dead.
Early in the morning, Ye Fuxun spread the news that assassins broke in and wanted to kill her but were killed instead. She did this intentionally to let King Zhao Yang know and to give King Zhao Yang power.
King Zhao Yang became a little panicked when he learned that the dancing girl had been killed by Ye Fuxun. After all, he had trained the dancing girl for so long, but he didn't expect that she would be killed by Ye Fuxun so easily, even leaving the opponent's wounds untouched.
None.
King Zhao Yang couldn't help but guess how powerful Ye Fuxun's martial arts was. On the third day, Ji Yannuo's injury had improved, and he and Ye Fuxun led troops to attack King Zhao Yang's camp.
King Zhao Yang's soldiers were all of the same temperament as King Zhao Yang, they were arrogant and arrogant. Ye Fuxun and Ji Yannuo took advantage of this and started to deal with King Zhao Yang's soldiers from here.
Ji Yannuo gave chase, captured King Zhao Yang's confidants, and then beheaded them.
The enemy was in a panic. King Zhao Yang wanted to escape, but was caught by Ji Yannuo.
Because the people in the capital were still panicking about the situation, as soon as King Zhao Yang was captured, Ye Fuxun sent someone to specially convey the news of King Zhao Yang's defeat.
A few days later, the emperor's condition was completely recovered. When facing King Zhao Yang, the emperor also said a lot of words. Finally, remembering his old feelings, he sent King Zhao Yang to the border and was never allowed to return to the capital.
King Zhao Yang had a sinister expression on his face, his hair was sticky with mud, and he was shackled and looked very embarrassed.
He looked fiercely at the team escorting him: "Untie me!"
The guard looked contemptuous: "Do you think you are still King Zhao Yang? Now you are just a prisoner. It's good that we didn't beat you or scold you."
King Zhao Yang's eyes were full of coldness, and he sneered: "You'd better listen to me, or you will suffer a lot when I go back."
King Zhao Yang's forehead was throbbing with veins, his eyes were filled with anger, and he glared at the guards ferociously.
He wanted to kill this guard, cut him into pieces with a thousand swords, and implicate the nine clans, but now he is a man of fish and flesh, and he suppressed his expression when he thought about this, and said in a cold voice: "You'd better think clearly, I, the majestic King Zhao Yang, you
Do you think I will just give up?"
The guard was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Why didn't you think about it when you killed my parents? Even if I die, I won't make it easy for you."
King Zhao Yang did not expect that an enemy would be arranged to escort him. He looked a little surprised, and his expression changed when he looked at the guards. If this man was really not afraid of death, he might have died inexplicably along the way.
What was the emperor's motive for arranging such a person to take care of him? Did he want to kill him on the way? Killing someone with a borrowed knife and losing a reputation as a wise person is really a good plan.
He knew that the Dog Emperor had no good intentions, he thought with a sneer.
"You'd better not touch me. If the emperor comes to ask me for help, if I die, all of you will be left with nothing to eat."
Although he felt that the emperor sent people to kill him on purpose, he was not afraid. He was not a man of traps. Even if he ended up like this, he would not be bullied by such a person.
The guard sneered, obviously not listening to what he said. There were many things he had to endure along the way.
Beijing.
"Princess, it's not good, the prince suddenly fainted." Silla ran over anxiously. She was good at martial arts and fast. She came like a gust of wind, which inevitably brought some dust with her.
Ye Fuxun wiped the dirt on his face, lazily lying on the recliner with the medical book in hand, and sighed: "When did you become like that girl Nian Ci, who works in a hurry."
Ye Fuxun didn't think too deeply. Ji Yannuo was not in good health due to the last accident. He has been recuperating now. If he ate something bad, he would inevitably have some minor problems.
"Princess, please go and take a look. The prince doesn't look good." Silla clasped her fists. She had this temperament to begin with, and she didn't care about Ye Fuxun's teasing. The prince looked really bad, like
She is a seriously ill person, otherwise she would not be in such a hurry.
When Ye Fuxun heard this, he sat up straight in an instant. Since Xi Luo said so, it must not be a minor problem. He didn't even have time to put down the medical books, so he stood up directly and scattered the hem of his clothes on the floor in the sunshine: "Let's go!"
Seeing Ye Fuxun's anxious look, Xi Luo shook her head slightly. The princess seemed not to care about the prince, but she actually cared more about him than anyone else.
"When did you see the prince faint?"
Ye Fuxun didn't know martial arts, so even if she quickened her pace, she wasn't as fast as Xi Luo. She could only walk quickly step by step. On the way, she had to ask if there were any other illnesses. It would save a lot of time, right?
This is a good thing for Ji Yannuo.
"Just now, I passed by the prince's door and heard the scream of the little girl inside. I thought it was the prince who was assassinated because the remaining parties of King Zhao Yang were not cleared. When I entered, I saw the prince lying on the ground with a pale face.
He probably fainted just before I went in, and I didn't have time to ask the little girl who brought tea." Xi Luo hurriedly told Ji Yannuo's condition, for fear of missing something.
"Aside from being pale and pale, is there anything else? Is there vomiting blood or shortness of breath?" Ye Fuxun's forehead was dripping with sweat, which shone brightly in the sun. She clenched her fists, her eyes filled with emotion.
Concealed worries.
"No, but the prince's face looks like..." Xi Luo hesitated, not knowing what to say. After all, this was a crime of disrespect.
"Speak quickly, there's nothing you can't say." Ye Fuxun was a little anxious, "It's time now, don't keep nagging."
Silo's expression became serious: "It's like being dead, not like a living person."
Ye Fuxun was stunned for a moment. When he reached the door, he couldn't move in. If Ji Yannuo...
Silo said hurriedly: "I checked the prince's breath, but it was a little weak."
Ye Fuxun breathed a sigh of relief, and her suppressed emotions suddenly felt better. She stepped through the door, and Ji Yannuo had already been helped to bed.