C127 Visit to yue cheng 3

The more Song Qing thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He glared at the two of them and said, "Move aside."

The person in front of him did not move at all. "Please, Miss Song, do not make things difficult for us. I am following the Ninth Master's instructions. If Miss does not wish to stroll around anymore, I can arrange an inn for Miss Song."

Song Qingyu tilted his head to look at Nannan as she nodded her head in understanding.

The two of them could see that something was wrong and hurriedly continued to advise, "Miss Song, there's no need to rush back."

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Qingyu's dagger had already sliced right through their ears. The two of them subconsciously dodged to the side, just as they steadied their feet. Song Qing and Yu took the opportunity to run over with Nannan.

"Miss Song, please don't make things difficult for this lowly one. The people around here are people that were arranged by Ninth Master to take care of Miss."

When Song Qingyu heard this, he did not move. Just as he walked out, dozens of men in black clothing jumped out from the second floor and surrounded Song Qingyu with a saber in their hands.

The person rushed over, the long sword in his hand was still bleeding. A light rain drenched everyone's clothes. It made a 'patter' sound as the blood on the sword washed down to the ground.

Song Qingyu gripped his dagger tightly while pulling Nannan closer to him. He stared at the people around him in a defensive manner. The two people from before were also protecting the two people in front of him. In succession, several people who looked like guards gathered together.

"The people we were guarding on the second floor are all gone."

The guard's expression changed drastically as he looked at the black clothed man in shock, "Who are you? "He dares to kill the Ninth Master's men?"

Song Qingyu couldn't tell whether these people were arranged by Lady Shen for her or whether other people had other intentions for Zuo Linyi. But obviously, Zuo Linyi also encountered his opponent.

Song Qingyu was also waiting for their reply. Clenching his fists tightly, Song Qingyu estimated that there were fourteen people there, and there were about seventy to eighty guards by her side.

"Arrest her."

The one who responded was one of the men in black, he looked at Song Qingyu and spoke.

A crisp sound was heard as the two weapons clashed.

"Protect Miss Song."

Song Qingyu frowned as he turned his body to the side to flash a long blade at her waist. That force seemed to want to cut her in half. She nimbly dodged while moving to the side of that person.

His right hand gripped the dagger tightly, thinking of attacking.

The opponent subconsciously dodged. However, he didn't notice that Song Qing Yu was using a fake move. Song Qingyu's strength was no match for the man, but his speed was fast. He held the dagger in his right hand and stabbed at the man's hand.

The person didn't know that Song Qing Yu knew some martial arts, so he couldn't help but loosen his grip as he felt pain.

Song Qingyu caught it and did not wait for the opponent to snatch the President's saber. He turned to his side and raised the long blade with both hands before stabbing it into his back. The man fell to the ground. Song Qing and Yu glanced at the fighting scene. It was obvious that Zuo Linyi had arranged elite soldiers to protect her.

It didn't take him long to differentiate the two. Song Qingyu, on the other hand, could not wait that long. She was extremely anxious as she did not know the situation of the ship. The long blade flew towards one of the people that was in a stalemate with Nannan.

He turned to the guards and said, "You guys cover us. I'll head to the ferry."

"But Ninth Master's orders …"

"At a time like this, you still care about his orders? If something were to happen to the Ninth Prince, would you be able to take responsibility? "Cover me immediately!"

The guard frowned, seeing that Song Qingyu had the ability to protect himself, he thought for a moment before replying, "Alright."

Song Qing nodded, "Thank you." I'm counting on you here. Once that is done, they will immediately go to the ferry to meet up with us. "

"Yes." The guards didn't know why they had to listen to Song Qingyu's orders, but when they saw the resolute look in his eyes, they couldn't help but believe in her.

The problem with Song Qing and Yu's brain. He ran back.

When he came, he spent more than an incense stick worth of time. Song Qingyu did not even need half an incense stick to go back. The river bank was dyed red with blood, and everything around was eerily quiet.

The guest ship stopped there, just like it had left before, in the drizzle.

Song Qingyu felt uneasy.

Just as he was about to approach, the cabin door of the guest boat suddenly opened, and a sharp sword stabbed over. Song Qingyu quickly used the edge of his long blade to block it.

"Miss Song, why are you here?"

Mu Quan hurriedly kept his sword.

Song Qingyu looked at the blood stains on his clothes and asked, "Where is your master?"

"Master is in the cabin, those people who just came out are too hateful, they clearly know that master's remaining poison has yet to be cleared, and they are even purposely using poison." It was all for its master. We are useless, and did not protect master as soon as possible. "

"Where is he? "How could he be poisoned? What poison did he suffer from?"

"Master is in the cabin. Our doctor was killed. I was just about to go find him. Your subordinate isn't clear on master's poison either. "Seems like it's serious. He passed out just now."

"No need, I know medicine." Have the people from before been cleaned up? "

"Everything is taken care of so that no one can escape the net. "But …"

"But there are no buts. This matter cannot be revealed. If more people find out, your master will be in even greater danger. After cleaning up the ship, they proceeded according to their original plan. "Since they are here for the ninth prince, we cannot let them know the truth."

Mu Quan was shocked as he felt that Song Qingyu's considerations were clear.

"Can Miss Song really cure master's poison?"

"I'll do my best. "Hurry up and pack up." Song Qing Yu pursed his lips and brushed past him as he spoke. He hurriedly pushed open the door and entered Zuo Lin Yi's room.

The compartment was large, spacious and bright, but the objects had been beaten into a complete mess. Blood everywhere. Song Qingyu ran straight to the bed and lifted the curtain.

Zuo Linyi calmly laid on the bed. His luxurious clothes were still clean, but there was a noticeable scar on his shoulder. There was black blood on the wound; it was obvious that he had been poisoned. His face was paler, and his head was dripping with sweat from enduring the pain.

"Nannan will bring my acupuncture bag and some warm water, the more the better."

"Yes."

Song Qingyu took Zuo Linyi's pulse. Snake poison? Song Qingyu was slightly surprised. He suddenly lifted the sleeve of his right hand and saw the faint snake mark. It really was him. He had worn out the burns, but he still didn't want to remove the snake mark.

Song Qingyu looked at Zuo Linyi with clear eyes. Why?

For someone who he had only met a few times, did he not care about his own life?

Zuo Linyi sensed that someone was around and stood up in a daze. He then grabbed Song Qingyu's neck with his hand.

Song Qingyu's face turned purple when he was pinched. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked at Zuo Linyi, "Was that also you that day?" We met very early, didn't we? "

Zuo Linyi heard the voice and stared at the person in front of him. Seeing that it was Song Qingyu, he relaxed his guard and slowly lowered his hand. "What did you say? Why can't this prince understand it? "