Shen Ying and Fan Qiyun hurried over.

   "Nannan, are you all right."

Nan Nan shook his head, and saw that Shen Ying and Fan Qiyun had blood stains on their bodies, and they must have gone through a fierce battle before they wanted to come.

  Shen Ying raised her head, and saw the two people fighting against the black-clothed man, with surprise on their faces, "Eight Lords? Golden Girl? Why are they here?"

   As he said, his eyes moved to Peng Ying’s body again, frowning, “Peng Ying is injured? Damn, I’ll help.”

   "Wait a minute!!" Nan Nan hurriedly grabbed Shen Ying who rushed forward, staring at Peng Ying not far away coldly, and said coldly, "Uncle Shen, Peng Ying is a spy."

  Shen Ying paused in his footsteps, and looked down at Nan Nan in astonishment, "You, what did you say?"

   "He is a spy, the spy that the concubine Meng placed next to my dad. The wound on his arm was stabbed by me."

Shen Ying took a sigh of relief, and said with some disbelief, "Nannan, you, are you not mistaken? Why is Peng Ying? He, he used to be nearly killed for the prince. How is it possible?"

"It's true, Uncle Shen, I know it's hard for you to accept it, but just now, he admitted it himself. Today, he also colluded with the **** to deliberately bring me out, and he used chasing soldiers to hold you back, just to get me Tied to Concubine Meng."

  Shen Ying's face changed in an instant, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Peng Ying.

  The corners of the latter's mouth raised mockingly, but his eyes were very cold. Fan Qijun and Shen Ying are here, and it seems that it will be difficult to get things done today.

   "I'm going to kill him!!" Shen Ying's mouth tightened, and suddenly he lifted his sword and rushed towards Peng Ying.

Nan Nan was shocked, "Uncle Shen, he is very skilled, don't be impulsive."

  The feelings of more than ten years, the brothers of more than ten years, unexpectedly all are fake. They once fought side by side, repelled the enemy together, supported each other together, and had a good understanding of each other.

  They can be exchanged for their lives, but...but today he told him that this man who called him a brother was actually an eyeliner and a spy on their master's side.

When I thought that many times the master encountered danger, it was Peng Ying's work. When I thought that the brothers who protected the master's sacrifice like them had the handwriting of Peng Ying, Shen Ying felt that the blood in his body was boiling. , The veins on the forehead began to protrude one by one.

  In the face of such Peng Ying, how can he calm down, how can he not be impulsive?

Nan Nan stamped his foot, and said to Fan Qiyun who was standing next to him, "Sanshu Fan, let's go and help. Come on, Uncle Eight and Aunt Jin can't hold it anymore."

   "Okay." Fan Qiyun knew Nan Nan was great. He fought against him. Unlike Jin Liuli Ye Haoran, who was eager to protect Nan Nan from harm, he was more willing to fight alongside Nan Nan.

   Two figures, one large and one small, quickly rushed into the crowd. Although the people in black were powerful, they weren't Ye Haoran and Jin Liuli's opponents, they had been damaged in half.

  But Ye Haoran also had color on their bodies, and most importantly, they were exhausted.

  With the addition of Nan Nan and Fan Qiyun, the burden on the two of them was reduced a lot in an instant.

  Peng Ying frowned when he saw it. It seemed that he wanted to take Nannan away. It was really impossible. Now, he can only take the best policy.

  He turned around to leave, but a figure was blocked in front of him.

  Peng Ying frowned, looked at Shen Ying, who was looking somber and wishing to kill him, and sneered, "What? You want to do it with me?"

   "Why betray the prince?"

   "Betrayal?" Peng Ying shook his head, looking proud.

  Shen Ying has never seen such an expression, such an expression. The Peng Ying he remembered was always respectful and polite, hearty and cheerful.

"Shen Ying, you are mistaken. I have never betrayed the prince. I have never been a prince's person. How can I betray?" Peng Ying laughed, "I used to be loyal to the concubine Wan, but unfortunately, the concubine Wan. She has a strong temper and has no way back. When she died, I had no choice but to be loyal to Concubine Meng. Concubine Meng was the real careerist. In order to help his son ascend to the throne, she never cared whether the Seventh Prince was upright or not. Throne."

  Shen Ying was trembling with anger. If there is only a glimmer of hope, I hope Nan Nan made a mistake, I hope he heard it wrong.

  But, hearing Peng Ying's words, he was truly giving up.

   is that he is not strong enough, so for so many years, I don’t know the true face of Peng Ying.

"Since Concubine Wan is dead, why not just be loyal to the prince? The prince has always treated you well. Last time in Jiangcheng, you were injured and needed an antidote. Miss Yu asked the prince to use 15 million taels to buy pills for the prince. You agreed without blinking your eyes. Why don't you be loyal to such a master?"

Peng Ying squinted his eyes and sneered, "I will get hurt because of the prince. The prince spends 15 million taels of silver to save me. Isn't it a matter of course? Humph, the prince is indeed a good master, but it's weird. He is not cruel and ambitious enough. He doesn't want to be an emperor. I will follow him. What will happen to him in the future? After all, Everlasting is just a guard, someone who can be trampled on at will."

  Shen Ying took a breath. He did not expect that Peng Ying had such thoughts. "Don't you follow Concubine Meng, aren't you a servant?"

   "The Meng concubine promised me that when the seventh prince ascends to the throne, I am a hero, and I can naturally grant him the honor of the minister." When Peng Ying said this, his eyes began to light up.

  Shen Ying sneered, "I'm crazy about dreams, I will wake you up today."

   As he said, the sword in his hand pierced straight towards Peng Ying.

  Peng Ying leaned back, and the corners of his mouth raised mockingly. With a sound of ‘chiang’, Shen Ying’s sword was flicked by his two fingers.

  Shen Ying only felt that the tiger’s mouth was tingling, and the hilt almost dropped out of his hand.

  He hurriedly backed up two steps, squeezed the hilt of the sword abruptly, and stabbed Peng Ying again regardless of the bright red blood in his palm.

  Peng Ying smiled, "You should have been injured just now, plus physical exhaustion, do you think you can kill me?"

"How can I know if I don't try?" It's just that although Shen Ying said that, Shen Ying's heart was already beating. It was just a moment of the fight. He had already clearly understood that Peng Ying's skill was far better than he knew. The depth is unfathomable.

   Peng Ying coldly, seeing those black-clothed men beheaded to the ground by the Nannan four, he knew that he could not delay any longer. He raised his sword abruptly, and the sword flower danced sharply and quickly.

  The wound on Shen Ying's body was aching, and the action in his hand condensed. When Peng Ying lifted the sword again, his eyes were red, and he used the strength of his whole body to suddenly pick up his sword.

  It's just that the sword in his hand was also released at the same time, and he took two steps backwards.

   There was a trace of sorrow in Peng Ying's eyes. Before Chen Ying could stand still, he slapped his chest suddenly and slapped him on the chest.

  Shen Ying's face changed drastically, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and his body flew high, landing heavily...<