The Favored Medical Princess

Xiao Si's dark and deep eyes exuded a cold chill, and the sharp sword in his hand was aimed at the last masked man.

A trace of fierceness flashed in the masked man's eyes, and he blew a sharp whistle. The next moment, another dozen masked men in black suddenly appeared behind him.

Xiaosi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he looked solemnly at the dozen or so black-clothed masked men in front of him, with a sharp sword across his chest. In such a disadvantage, his face was still calm and no trace of panic could be seen. .

At this moment, two more black shadows appeared, two flashes of silver light flashed, and two of the masked men fell to the ground with a scream. There was a bloodstain on it.

Xiaosi narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, and stared at the two new men in black. These two were not masked, one looked like a boy with a white face, and the other had a beard. These two men were not the first. I saw them for the first time. These days, I can always see the two of them by the side of the Lord Yaoguang. Although I don't know the origin, but seeing that there is no malice, Xiaosi doesn't mind meddling. I only got it from Baihui later. Knowing that these two people are actually the secret guards of the prince of Zhennan.

As for why Xiao Shizi's hidden guard is here with Lord Yaoguang, Xiaosi doesn't care at all, anyway, as long as it doesn't interfere with his execution of the young master's order, it doesn't matter at all.

Xiao Si ignored the two hidden guards, raised his hand and swung his sword, and pushed away the masked man who was attacking in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Si, Xiao Leng, Xiao Ying and those ten or so masked men were fighting together. These masked men were good at martial arts, and they were superior in numbers. For a while, the two sides couldn't tell the winner... ...Soon, another three masked men took advantage of the gap to attack Nangong Yue's Zhu Luncar.

Baihui had been sitting at the entrance of the carriage to observe the surrounding situation, and when she saw this, she hurriedly said to Nangong Yue and Yimei in the carriage: "Third Miss, you must not come out." Baihui jumped down, the long sword in her hand slightly With a horizontal stroke, it blocked the blade of the masked man in front.

The masked man took advantage of his strength to retreat a few steps, and two other masked men from behind attacked from left and right.

Baihui tiptoed her toes, deftly avoiding the flanking attack, and then kicked several times in a row, knocking off the long swords in the hands of the two masked men before falling to the ground.As soon as she stood still, the long sword in her hand buzzed, and she let it go, and then heard a sound of "chi", the long sword had sunk into the back of a masked man who was about to approach the Zhulun chariot.The masked man fell heavily to the ground before he could make a sound.

Baihui didn't have time to take a breath, so she heard the sound of "huhu" fists coming from behind. It turned out that the two masked men who were kicked off by Baihui took the opportunity to sneak attack.

Baihui jumped forward, rolled on the spot, grabbed a long sword that fell on the ground, and blocked it with a backhand, blood splashed, and hit the abdomen of a masked man, and at this moment another masked man Baihui's fist was less than two inches away from Baihui's, and Baihui was about to grit her teeth to hold on, when she saw her move falter and fell to the ground.

Baihui took a closer look, and saw a familiar silver arrow on his back. She instantly realized that it was Nangong Yue's hand just now. She got up and raised her eyes to thank Nangong Yue, when she suddenly became terrified and lost her voice Shouted: "Third Miss, be careful."

A masked man got onto the roof of Zhulun's car at some point, and stabbed into the car with a long sword in his hand.

In desperation, Baihui's long sword flew out of her hand, and shot straight at the masked man on the Zhulun chariot like a shooting star... The masked man snorted coldly in disdain, and was about to dodge, but suddenly let out a muffled snort. The body shook twice, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The long sword that flew out continued unabated, and fell lightly into the hands of a young man in brocade clothes, as if Baihui had specially given him the sword.The young man was tall and slender, handsome and graceful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling with water, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew up, and his robe bulged with the wind, making a sound of hunting.