Fallen Imperial Consort from Heaven

Hearing Yan Yuan say that she deserved to be taught a lesson, Liu Ruo Qing raised her head and glared at her again, but in her heart, she rejoiced that he came in time.

Life was more important.

"Since you are so nosy, we don't mind killing you."

As the conversation ended, that group of people rushed forward again.

Because he had always been well-protected by Yan Yuan, Liu Ruo Qing actually had the chance to take note of their movement skills.

These people were completely different from the previous group of assassins, whether it was in terms of martial arts skills or other aspects.

Was it another group of people who had bought her murder, or were these people sent by another group?

But since she came to the Easternum, she had never offended anyone, so why did they have to put her to death?

Or could it be that the other party had treated her as Liu Tian Xin, and wanted to kill her?

As the princess of xieqing, who could Liu Tian Xin offend if she stayed in her room and did not go out of the door?

Liu Ruo Qing thought about it but still couldn't come up with an answer.

Right at this moment, a ray of cold blade light flashed past her eyes. As she was still in shock, it slashed across Yan Yuan's shoulder.

Seeing the fresh blood gushing out from Yan Yuan's shoulder, Liu Ruo Qing realized that she couldn't even shout out anymore and could only watch dumbfoundedly as Yan Yuan kicked the person in front of them away.

However, his shoulder was still bleeding, but Yan Yuan did not loosen his hold on her at all, as those people had no chance of harming her at all.

"Yan Yuan, let go of me."

Finally, Liu Ruo Qing regained her senses from her shock and struggled with all her might.

This time, she felt Yan Yuan's strength weakening a bit, and she was able to easily struggle free from Yan Yuan's embrace.

In the courtyard, the moonlight was very bright. She saw that the blood on Yan Yuan's shoulder had turned from red to purple, and had even started to turn black.

Her heart jerked violently.

Yan Yuan was poisoned?

A poisoned person's greatest taboo was strenuous exercise, especially when using inner force, which would speed up the flow of the venom.

Liu Ruo Qing's heart was in a panic, she did not know where they got the strength, but she used her bare hands to grab the blade in one of their hands, and started to fight with those people as if she was crazy.

The potential of a person would always be activated. When Liu Ruo Qing looked at Yan Yuan's ugly expression, the pain and fear in her heart started to continuously stimulate her every nerve, and the momentum of his counterattack became more and more intense. For a moment, it was difficult for those people to resist.

Both sides were engaged in an intense battle that was difficult to determine between the victor and loser.

Yan Yuan felt that his right shoulder started to become useless, and even his right arm gradually became numb.

He thought to himself, "Not good, I didn't expect these assassins to use such despicable methods to pour the poison."

He watched Liu Ruo Qing deal with the group of people with much difficulty, and did not care about the poison beginning to seep into his blood, nor did he think that this shoulder that might be wasted. He simply sealed the acupuncture points on his own shoulder, and continued to block in front of Liu Ruo Qing, pulling her behind him.

"Leave immediately, leave these people to me."

With his current ability, successfully delaying Liu Ruo Qing and letting her escape from this place was not a difficult task.

He looked deeply at Liu Ruo Qing, and in the darkness, his gaze seemed exceptionally hot.

"This time, go far, and don't let the Kaiser find you."

Liu Ruo Qing's words pierced right into her heart.

Don't let Kaiser find her …

Did he say those last words?

Yan Yuan was not a person who would give up so easily. At this time, the reason why he said such a thing was undoubtedly because he believed that there was a high possibility that he would not be able to protect her.

Liu Ruo Qing was extremely frightened by Yan Yuan's words.

"It's none of your business!"

She bellowed at him, trying to hide the fear that had gradually crept into her heart.

There were traces of fear and sobs in this low roar.

"Liu Ruo Qing, I told you to leave immediately, did you hear me?"

"Who do you think you are? If you let me go, I'll leave!"

Liu Ruo Qing clenched his teeth and pushed it back, then used her blade to cut off the hand that Yan Yuan held out to him.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed by and snatched away the sabers from the group of men in black at an extremely fast speed.

Clang clang clang. A few crisp metallic sounds rang out, the blade in the black clothed man's hand had already scattered on the ground. No one could clearly see how the blades landed, they were all stunned, including Liu Ruo Qing.

She stared blankly at the white-haired old man in a long gray robe, unable to react for a long time.

He stood in front of the group of black-clothed men against the light. His long robes fluttered in the wind, like a deity descending from heaven. He stroked his snow-white beard as he stood there with his immortal robe fluttering in the wind.

When Yan Yuan was unable to hold on any longer and half-knelt down beside her, she finally regained his senses.

He quickly rushed to Yan Yuan's side and helped him up, "Yan Yuan, how are you?"

She didn't want to appear too panicked, so when she supported Yan Yuan up, her voice was especially calm.

However, the calmness in her voice couldn't hide the trembling in her voice.

The back of her hand was dripping with his black and purple blood, and every drop seemed to have landed on Liu Ruo Qing's heart. A bit of venom was corroding her initially iron-like determination.

The group of men in black didn't expect that their swords and sabers would be taken away so easily. They were dumbfounded for a moment.

Dozens of eyes stared at the grey-robed old man in front of them. It took them a while to recover from the shock.

"Old man, don't meddle in other people's business. Be careful not to lose your life."

At first glance, it seemed as if the old man was resting with his eyes closed, and did not pay any attention to them.

After a moment he heard the old man say: "I have lived to seventy or eighty years old. It doesn't matter if I have lost my life or not. I'm afraid you have not married and have children. Don't you feel that it's a pity to die like that?"

The old man's eyelids lifted lazily. His eyes, which looked old and shrewd, were fixed on their faces, as if they were about to lose their lives in the next second.

There was no obvious killing intent on the old man's face, but when he casually spoke, each word was like a sharp weapon, directly piercing the hearts of the group of black-clothed men.

They were clearly somewhat afraid, but they had no intention of leaving.

The few of them looked at each other as if they wanted to attack.

"Damn geezer, you're overestimating yourself."

With that, that group of people charged towards the old man.

Liu Ruo Qing supported Yan Yuan to sit at the side, his eyes staring nervously at Yan Yuan, "How are you?"

Yan Yuan's face was a little ugly, but he still couldn't help but give her a comforting smile.