Princess, Spare My Life

Yuan Zhen's training and mission locations are all over the world. Swim among sharks in the sea, rock climbing on Gobi in high winds, skydiving at minus ten degrees high altitude, sneak in arid and hot deserts, wrestling with pythons in tropical rainforests, escape from the raging fire of the building, and in heavy bases Theft ... Although Yuan Zhen has no internal strength, but the real life and death fight, the princess is not necessarily her opponent. If environmental factors are added, Yuan Zhen will not lose even if he cannot win.

The martial arts master is still better than him. The crossbowmen above, Yuan Zhen is even less focused.

Yuan Zhen climbed some slippery mountain rocks, hiding up in the grass and shrubs. Four people stood on the cliff, holding □□ and shooting downwards. Each crossbow can fire three □□. It is powerful and has a large attack range. In addition, they are shooting upwards and downwards, which is more lethal. No wonder they can shoot through the throat of the priests with a single arrow.

Behind the four was commanded by a man in black. When Yuan Zhen came up, he heard him speaking: "Be careful, don't stop! Gu Yuemin's guards are all martial arts masters, so don't let them have a respite!"

The thin man on the far left said: "Relax! What martial arts master does he care for, can he escape from the arrow rain?"

The man in black glanced back at him, and said with a cold face: "Do your thing well! If there is a mistake in this matter, King Wang will not spare us. Please be careful and pay attention! Well done, all the captains of the palace are going back! "

This time no one dared to laugh and laugh, the four of them agreed in unison and continued to aim and release arrows.

Yuan Zhen slowly touched from their left side, and the closer he got, the slower the movement. She is a top killer, not a master of martial arts, not even a god. She can approach it silently and quietly go away after assassinating a target, but it is impossible to rush out abruptly, killing everyone present instantly without making them aware.

So she is waiting.

The commander in black saw that Minghui and others were trapped, so he took out a whistle and blew up. Two short and one long, like a signal agreed in advance.

There was a sudden movement in the jungle ahead. Although it was hard to see in the rain and fog, Yuan Zhen could hear irregular noises there, as well as horseshoes and hissing.

The four □□ hands also seemed to know that their reinforcements were about to arrive, and the look of original concentration became much easier. The quality of these soldiers is simply not as good as the ordinary soldiers in the Longwu Army that I saw a few days ago. How can such people have the courage to attack the princess of a country?

This crossbow weapon is far, accurate, and easy to aim at. It is an excellent weapon for ambush. Winding up is laborious and time consuming. The crossbow is not strong enough to be used. It also requires certain skills. These hands are lazy and floating. At first glance, they are not regular crossbowmen. After these rounds of arrows have rained, several big men have already felt very hard.

The thin man who originally talked to the man in black saw that the man in black was watching the whistle in the valley in front, and then quietly stopped shooting. Anyway, there are three others!

When he squinted at the leader not far away and rubbed his fingers to rest secretly, he suddenly felt that something was cut in his throat, itchy, numb, and a little pain, followed by some difficulty breathing. He reached out sadly and grabbed his neck, but felt a meat tube like a throat ...

From the beginning to the end, he didn't have time to make a sound, and even didn't know what happened, he had already entered Huangquan.

When he fell down, Yuan Zhen, who was covered by his figure, was exposed. To be precise, Yuan Zhen single kneeled on the ground, raised his fist right hand, and when the thin crossbow fell to the ground, the obstacle between her and the black leader completely disappeared, and Yuan Zhen popped his index finger. The forefinger is tightly connected to the organ in the cuff. Where her forefinger points, three silver cold mans shoot out at the same time, piercing the neck of the black leader, deeply immersed.

The black leader kept his original posture, and remained motionless, except that the whistle in his mouth was silent, and his body began to lean back slowly.

At this time, the remaining three hands found nothing wrong. They all turned around and pointed at Yuan Zhen. In their eyes, there suddenly appeared a woman in a green dress, with a mask on her face, looking like a fairy, beautiful, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Compared with a bow, a crossbow is more convenient to carry, and it is more used for offense. Although their crossbow is not a strong crossbow, it is also heavier than a bow, and it is almost impossible to change the direction of the crossbow in an instant. When they were in the direction of the crossbow, Yuan Zhen had jumped up. The long sword on his back was suddenly pulled out, a sword was split on the nearest crossbowman's head, and a deep slit was split from the left forehead to the right lower jaw. , Brain plasma and blood flow out together. Yuan Zhen's sword was a sword that was temporarily taken out of Yu Qing's house. It was sharp and light, and the crossbowman had no time to cry, and died in Yuan Zhen's hands.

The latter two reacted, and both released the crossbow in their hands, pulled out their waist knives, and flung towards Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen lifted his left hand and scattered a handful of blue powder. They immediately fell to the ground, covering their eyes, and screamed in pain. It was just that the powder had penetrated into their mouths, making it difficult for them to make a sound, as if they were humming desperately as they choked their throats, but could not say a word.

As soon as Yuan Zhen sent his sword, he pierced through the neck's aorta. The silver-gray sword pulled back sharply, and blood spewed from the side, which stained a large area of ​​grass. Presumably the grass growing on the top of the mountain this spring will be red.

Yuan Zhen walked next to the three corpses one by one. As usual, he added a sword to each person's neck, examined it carefully, and finally wiped the sword on the man in black. Yuan Yuan's light green clothes, except for some grass and mud, did not get a drop of blood on it.

Listening to the sound of the military whistle on the top of the cliff, Princess Minghui's complexion turned ugly.

This shows what? Explain that the person ambushing her was a member of the royal family! And those who are most likely to attack her are her brothers and sisters!

After a while, the whistle stopped, and horseshoes rang out from the mountain stream, not far away. The □□ above my head also stopped. Princess Minghui sighed softly, her face gradually calmed, put her heart on the ground, stood upright, and watched Jiujianmao jogging on the mountain path, and finally stopped not far from her.

Headed by a man in a light blue robe, looking twenty-somethings, tall and handsome, but with a trace of viciousness between his eyebrows, the slight smile on the corner of his mouth seemed smug. A gray robe man beside him, wearing a cape, covered his head, face, and body. He could only see a thick beard with a bulging back, not knowing whether it was a sword or a sword. Behind them were seven men holding bows and arrows, knives around their waists, and murderous.

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