Ling Shen seemed to see a savior.

He hurriedly shouted, "Brother Ming, Sister Nuo'er!"

The people in black obviously recognized Ye Siming.

The dignified King Xian, the Marquis of Yongye in Daqi, is famous all over the world for his martial arts.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, they were about to retreat.

However, Ye Siming moved faster.

He picked up his black boots, and the long knife that fell from the ground was firmly grasped by the young man.

Afterwards, Ye Siming erected his long knife, and his slender fingertips flicked the blade sharply.

I saw the white blade shattered into several blades in an instant!

Afterwards, it was like having eyes, more like a hidden weapon!

Several blades whirled, cutting the throats of all the men in black present.

At the same time as the blood splashed, Ye Siming did not forget to cover Gu Nuo'er's eyes.

The youth's attitude is leisurely, and killing people is as simple as drinking and drinking tea.

During this period, Gu Nuoer kept obediently hiding beside Ye Siming.

After the deal was settled, the young man whispered to her, "Okay, let's go and see Ling Shen."

Gu Nuo'er opened her eyes: "Shen'er, Miss Liang, are you two alright!"

She ran in front of the two of them and saw Ling Shen's palm dripping with blood, while Liang Siyin's mouth was bloodshot.

The girl frowned distressedly for a while: "We are late."

Ye Siming walked behind Gu Nuo'er, and his voice was cold and caring: "Ling Shen, are you alright?"

Ling Shen shook his head gently: "I'm fine."

At this moment, the man in black who was kicked down by Ye Siming just now stood up from the ruins.

He didn't care about the pain of the broken body and ran all the way.

King Xian is here, he knows that he is not an opponent.

Ling Shen's eyes changed.

He picked up the bow and arrow that fell on the ground and aimed it at the back of the man in black.

There was a sound of "whoosh-", and the arrow pierced through the body of the man in black.

Gu Nuo'er couldn't help but marvel at Ling Shen's coherent killing move.

That little boy who was crying back then had such a decisive and sharp side.

Ling Shen watched the man in black die in a pool of blood.

He threw away the bow and arrow and said to Ye Siming and Gu Nuo'er, "They saw my face and they can't let these people go back alive."

Otherwise, let the prince know that all his disguises are in vain.

Gu Nuoer nodded in understanding.

Ye Siming patted Ling Shen's shoulder and praised, "Well done, just not enough strength to draw the bow just now."

Gu Nuoer reluctantly blamed: "Brother Siming! This is not training. Brother Shen'er has injured his hand."

Ling Shen looked at them with a smile: "Fortunately, Brother Ming and Sister Nuo'er came in time, otherwise Siyin and I would not survive."

The three were talking, but Liang Siyin tried her best to stand up against the wall, limping and trying to leave.

Ling Shen was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Siyin, don't move, I'll see if you're hurting your bones!"

Liang Siyin pushed him away with a palm.

With this force, even she herself fell down again, but fortunately, Gu Nuoer hurriedly supported her.

Liang Siyin looked at Ling Shen coldly: "I won't thank you for saving me today. Because this is what you owe me, even if you die because of me today, I won't feel any guilt."

Ling Shen's eyes were dark and lonely, and the palm of his left hand was still dripping blood.

"I didn't want you to thank me. I couldn't save the teacher, but I didn't want you to have an accident."

Liang Siyin laughed and seemed to have a bitter taste.

She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Ling Shen: "Ling Shen, let's go, we'd better never meet again."

After Liang Siyin finished speaking, she slowly pushed away Gu Nuo'er's support and wanted to go into the house to deal with her mother's funeral.

However, she didn't take two steps, her eyes went black, and her body suddenly fell.

Gu Nuoer and Ling Shen stretched out their hands at the same time—

"Miss Liang!" "Siyin!"