The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

   Chapter 396 I will die

   Jun Ning's eyes are very vicious, and she chooses people with very good skills and no scars on their bodies.

  She selected about twenty people to participate in this mission.

   Looking at it, the killers she picked are basically the best among the killers, and they can shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting her and are trustworthy.

   But Nighthawk was still worried, he came out to check it out for himself, and then added another twenty people, ready to go with Jun Ning.

   His injuries were serious.

   Jun Ning didn't want him to follow.

   But at this critical moment, Nighthawk knew that if he didn't go, no one could really be like him, willing to use his life to protect Jun Ning.

   For Jun Ning, there is no regret in dying, and it is like a sweet treat.

   So, he had to go.

   "Why are you doing this?" Jun Ning sighed.

Nighthawk pretended to be relaxed, smiled and said: "A Ning, do you think I would like to do this? After this matter is over, I must rest for three years, and I will not accept a single task. If you don't continue to carry it for you, you have to carry it yourself."

   These words seem to be asking for benefits, but Jun Ning knows that Nighthawk said these things just to accompany her.

   This Nighthawk!

   If she insists on keeping him from following her, he will secretly follow her.

   It's better to promise him and let him follow him generously. If something happens, we can take care of each other.

  Jun Ning finally set off with Nighthawk.

   During the day, it would be too ostentatious to set out with so many people. Therefore, Jun Ning waited until it was dark before showing up on the black market street.

   A beautiful girl in black, holding a long sword in her hand, followed by dozens of masked men in black. A group of people walked to the black market street, which became a beautiful scenery on the black market street.

   All kinds of people walking on the street, seeing this posture, all could not move, they all stopped and stared blankly at the big pedestrian.

   Many of them were amazed, sighed, and shocked.

   "My God, except for the rescue of Princess Anle and His Royal Highness many years ago, the black market has not seen such a large-scale action of many people for many years. This is the first time!"

   "It seems that these people are from Qianji Pavilion, and they are led by a little girl?"

   "Could it be that the little girl is their boss? Also the legendary, mysterious Lord of the Thousand Machines Pavilion?"

   "Isn't it? Pavilion Master, how can you be a little girl? Just kidding."

"It should be. I have the honor to meet the left wing of the Qianji Pavilion. The man behind the little girl is the dignified left wing of the Qianji Pavilion. Even the left wing is willing to follow behind her. Apart from being the pavilion master, I can't imagine who it is."

   As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around them.

   But there are still people who don’t believe it, thinking that this guy is talking nonsense.

There are many people who are    and curious, but no one dares to ask.

  Jun Ning and his party walked out of the black market under the curiosity of everyone and came to a street that had long been empty.

  There are two scenes inside the black market and outside the black market.

  There are people coming and going in the black market, there are all kinds of people, all kinds of transactions are carried out, and it is very lively. But outside, everything was quiet, and there was no one on the street, except for the occasional mouse that jumped over, and there was a rustling sound.

   When Jun Ning and the others walked forward, they did not forget to pay attention to the movement around them.

   As long as she arrives at the gate of the palace safely and enters the palace, she will be fine.

   But she had just left the black market, walked through two quiet streets, and entered the empty busy market, and was surrounded by the first prince, oh no, it should be someone sent by the quasi prince of Beixia.

   Those people are all wearing golden armor and arrogant, and they are obviously the personal soldiers of the eldest prince.

   "Princess Anle, hand over your belongings and we'll let you go," said the leader.

   Jun Ning said: "Delusional..."

   "Kill..." Jun Ning held a long sword and pointed to the dark night sky and ordered.

   The next moment, the sound of fighting sounded in the empty downtown street.

  The shadow of the sword, light and sword is particularly clear and obvious in the dark night of splashing ink.

   Nighthawk always holds the long sword in his hand, guarding Jun Ning's side and protecting Jun Ning. And beside the two, there are six or seven dark guards forming a circle for protection.

  The fighting was extremely fierce, both the enemy and the enemy were rushing to take the other's life.

  Nighthawk saw this and suggested: "A Ning, it won't do us any good to spend it like this. Let the dark guard make a way? Let's go out first?"

   "Okay." Jun Ning gave another order to cover her and Nighthawk to go first.

   The things on her body are very important, and there must be no problems.

  Nighthawk and his fellow Dark Guards are also very aware of this, so at this moment, everyone ignores their own safety and focuses on protecting Jun Ning and her things.

   In the process of escorting Jun Ning, the fighting was very fierce.

   The dark guards fell one by one.

  Nighthawk added old wounds to new ones, and He Rensha was covered in wounds. His hair crown fell off, and his tied hair was all scattered, looking very embarrassed.

   This is more than…

   The most terrifying thing is that there are archers lurking around.

   "No, they're going to shoot indiscriminately..."

   Jun Ning clutched the letters hidden in her chest, a heart hanging high.

   Nighthawk too.

   Nighthawk waved the arrow in his hand, continued to fight with the people around him, protected Jun Ning not far behind him, and said, "A Ning, come and hold me, I will fly with you..."

   "This..." Jun Ning hesitated.

  The reason why she didn't let Nighthawk fly with her before, but sent so many people to protect her into the palace, was because Nighthawk was too seriously injured in order to save her. If you fly again, you will die.

   Jun Ning didn't want him to die.

  Nighthawk did not want Jun Ning to die here. It is even more unwilling that the important letter on her body cannot be sent out, causing the state of Eastern Chu to face the danger of subjugation.

   If he were to die alone, he would be willing to die if he could save everyone.

   He killed everyone who stood in front of him, desperately rushed in front of Jun Ning, grabbed Jun Ning's waist, and leaned on the ground with his toes.

   He flew before the arrows flying around pierced them.

   Jun Ning looked at his arms, chest... all bleeding... He looked sad...

   "Nighthawks..."

   "My Princess..."

  Nighthawk was not sad because he was wounded all over, and he was so exhausted that he took Jun Ning to fly, and he might die soon. On the contrary, he felt that the blood he shed today was a medal, and his sacrifice was an honor.

   "Don't feel sorry for me, although I'm a Jianghu person, I don't get involved in court disputes, I don't admire officials and dignitaries, I like to be free and be alone, but..."

   There was a piercing pain in the wound on his body, and Nighthawk gasped in pain.

   After a pause, he continued: "But if one day, my country needs me, I will die and do my best."

  Nighthawk didn't have much strength after saying this. The wounds around his body were too deep and heavy. And when it hurts to a certain extent, it will be numb.

  Nighthawk felt that many parts of his body had lost consciousness, and only the remaining consciousness was clear.

   (end of this chapter)