The higher Jiang Yuan climbed, the clearer the sounds of shouting and killing were heard from above.
She was lying on the edge of the cliff, looking at the flash of swords not far away, as countless men in black with swords besieged a gorgeous carriage in the middle.
The guards around the carriage could no longer hold on any longer and were retreating steadily.
Falling down one by one.
Suddenly, among the men in black, a person who looked like the leader sneered and drew a long bow from behind.
Draw the bow, aim at the people in the carriage, and shoot.
The sword rushed forward with strong internal force, and the curtain of the carriage was shot through, and a painful groan came from inside.
Gradually, there was only one guard left beside the carriage. He was red-eyed, but he firmly guarded the carriage and refused to let anyone get close.
However, he was unable to defeat four punches in one hand. The man in black attacked him from both front and back. He was stabbed once in the front of the abdomen and again in the back shoulder.
Jiang Yuan climbed up secretly, then quickly jumped onto the nearest tall tree to watch the changes.
The last guard suddenly let out a roar and spun around, knocking down all the people around him. He turned around, stabbed the horse in the butt with his sword, and kicked the horse in the opposite direction.
"Master, take care!"
Then, he pulled out the thing from his waist, lit it, and rushed towards the group of men in black, "We will die together!"
To everyone's surprise, the deafening sound of "Rumble--" had already resounded through the mountain.
Jiang Yuan reflexively held her head until the smoke dissipated, but she still couldn't come back to her senses.
This... is a bomb...
Not far away were all corpses, lying all over the body. Jiang Yuan slowly walked over and picked them apart one by one.
She wanted to be sure, she had to be sure, if it was him, if it was...
Finally, the guard was found under countless corpses. His whole body was burned, and one arm was blown out. He looked terrifying and terrifying.
Jiang Yuan didn't react at all, just looking at the remains in Ling Yi's hand.
That powder for making medicine...
Jiang Yuan touched it, put it under his nose and smelled it, then sat down.