"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhan Chi was annoyed.
"Miss Xiang Jia abducted the eighth prince out of the city without permission. The emperor has a decree. Except for the eighth prince, kill him." Yuan Yintang waved his big hand, and two or three hundred archers behind him were ready to go.
"You...you're such a pervert." Zhan Zhiqi gritted his teeth, and put the eighth prince on the ground roughly.
Gu Shuo's face was livid, does it matter if he is shot or killed?
Qian Fan clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, he didn't understand why the emperor suddenly attached so much importance to the eighth prince, the order to shoot him to death was too serious.
Is it really the emperor's will?
"My prince, let's see which one of you dares to shoot an arrow." Sang Zhi stood in front of everyone.
"Eighth prince, come here quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you hurt the prince later." Yuan Yintang stretched out his hand, smiling cunningly.
"It's Concubine Yuan Gui, she is the one who wants to harm the prince, and it is Concubine Yuan Gui that you want to arrest." Sang Zhi has never felt that the world is so distorted, and so is the human heart.
"The imperial concubine made a special confession that the prince must be brought back to the palace safely. How can the imperial concubine, the eighth prince, not listen to the slander, come, come to Yuan." Yuan Yintang took a few steps forward.
"My prince doesn't believe what you say."
Yuan Yintang stopped, and the smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a stern look: "Everyone can't help but kidnap the eighth prince and slander the imperial concubine, the crime is heinous."
"Even if I'm guilty, it won't be up to a person from the Jianghu sect to try." Qian Fan calmed down.
"Trial? The emperor didn't explain it. He just explained that except for the eighth prince, it doesn't matter if you kill him. Come and do it." Yuan Yintang didn't dare to delay.
Thousands of families are also around, if they are not dealt with quickly, they will not be able to kill them when they arrive.
The archer drew his longbow, and the sharp arrows came overwhelming in an instant, without giving the opponent any time to think.
Gu Shuo hastily drew his sword to resist, holding Ye Qianning back repeatedly.
Yingge kept retreating with Yingyuan on his arm. The fire burned the trees on this side to ashes, and there was no place to hide. After the heavy rain, the muddy feet were restricted in movement.
Qian Fanji raised his hand and threw Luo Wen towards Sang Zhi, and the silver light of the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared.
‘唰唰唰唰’
Sharp arrows kept coming out.
Everyone didn't dare to neglect at all, and the long sword and flower in their hands knocked down the sharp weapon.
"Spot it, don't hurt the Eighth Prince." Yuan Yintang ordered.
Sang Zhi was impatient, and wanted to rush to them, but Ye Qianning scolded him.
Ye Qianning and his group were surrounded by sharp arrows. Everyone was wounded and hadn't recovered their vitality. Facing the overwhelming bow and arrows, they were gradually struggling.
Yingge and Yingyuan moved closer to Gu Shuo and stood in front of them.
Gu Shuo had a chance to breathe.
"Put me down." Ye Qianning said.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gu Shuo scolded coldly without even looking at her.
"唰唰唰唰"
‘poof’ ‘poof’
"Yingyuan!"
Ye Qianning exclaimed.
Yingyuan was exhausted, and the sharp arrow shot through her in an instant, piercing her body seven or eight times. When she heard the shout, she turned to look at Ye Qianning: "Quick...go..."
'Puff puff'
A sharp arrow pierced her body again, and she fell to the ground like a hedgehog.
Her eyes penetrated deeply into Ye Qianning's heart.
"Hahaha, let's see how long you can last." Yuan Yintang laughed, as if watching an exciting drama.
"Damn it." Zhan Chi cursed.
Ye Qianning looked back, Zhan Chi's shoulder was also pierced, and Qian Fanji's physical strength gradually couldn't keep up, what should I do?
