Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

However, on the way the Luo Yunguo army escorted the captives back home, an unexpected situation occurred.

A dark guard sent by the monarch of Xiuyue Kingdom was crouching not far from the team.

Holding a sophisticated crossbow in his hand, he aimed directly at Xiu Jin's head.

At the same time, Xiu Jin also sensed the unfeeling chill.

He couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Yes, a prince of a country, what about his own son.

No matter who it is in Xiuyue Kingdom, once captured and surrendered, in order to keep the country's secrets, they will definitely kill without mercy.

He hasn't even been able to kill Xiang Xing yet.

The king wants to take his life, justifiably.

Thinking about it, Xiu Jin raised his eyes slightly and looked at the incomparably stern back not far ahead.

There was ruthlessness in his eyes.

Ah.

Even if he is going to die, he has to pull his back!

After thinking about it, Xiu Jin took a deep breath and shouted.

"Yan Heng!!—"

This shout not only alarmed Yan Heng's entire army, but also the dark guard who was ready to go.

The dark guard no longer hesitated and pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

The crossbow bolts came swiftly with the sound of breaking the air.

"...There is a situation! Protect the hostages!"

Yan Heng was startled when he saw this, he couldn't help but pull the reins to turn the horse's head and hurriedly ordered.

The soldiers quickly raised their shields.

It's a pity that it was still a step slower, and the crossbow arrow flew directly towards Xiu Jin along the gap in the shield.

However, just as the crossbow arrow was about to sink into his head.

All the officers and soldiers saw the man laughing maniacally several times, and his inner breath suddenly burst out.

The crossbow arrow was actually shocked by his inner breath and turned its direction directly, and flew towards Yan Heng!

"...Protect the General!!"

The soldiers turned pale in shock, and were so frightened that they quickly raised their shields.

But this crossbow arrow, which was blessed by Xiu Jin's ten percent internal interest, penetrated all the shields strongly.

Even Yan Heng could only raise his hand subconsciously, using his arms and internal strength to block it.

but in the meanwhile.

Mutation!

At the critical moment, the man suddenly heard the sound of a faster breaking air coming from the side.

"...Kang!"

An arrow flew in and hit the crossbow without error.

Unfortunately, due to the lack of internal strength, the crossbow arrow was not penetrated, but the arrow path was slightly changed.

The crossbow arrow swiped directly against Yan Heng's ear, leaving only a bloodstain on the perfect auricle.

The entire army was stunned.

While Yan Heng was shocked, he seemed to sense something, and looked sideways in a little astonishment.

In the flying dust, a small, but fast and vigorous horse, carrying a small figure, galloped towards him.

The little man on the horse was wearing an exquisite and sophisticated skirt and armor, and his head was covered with a half-covering half of his face, leaving only a refined helmet visible to his eyes, and his face could not be seen for a while.

But in her hand, she was holding the vine bow that he was very familiar with.

"Xing'er..."

Yan Heng trembled all over, and couldn't help turning over and dismounting.

At the same time, the pony came tumbling to him.

The little man also turned over and dismounted, but he seemed to be exhausted, his legs were weak and he was about to fall.

The man flew forward instantly and held her firmly in his arms.

Raising his hand, he carefully removed the refined helmet.

The familiar face he had been thinking about day and night suddenly came into view.

It's just that those apricot soft eyes have long since turned red.

"Yan Heng... WOW!!—"

The little guy couldn't bear it any longer, hugged him tightly, trembling, and burst into tears.