Zhong Ao Shuang's leg was sent flying as the guard fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open and his face was filled with disbelief. He lowered his head. Dark red blood gushed out from his chest like a spring. Zhong Ao Shuang's sword pierced through his heart. The guard's eyes lost all light.

Just now, Zhong Ao Shuang had pretended to be unable to endure and retreated back to the wall, allowing the guard to stab his sword into his shoulder. She seized the opportunity to throw away his tattered leather clothes, throwing them towards the guard's head.

Under the leather jacket, the sword in his right hand was placed in his left hand, while the leather jacket was held in his left hand. Under the leather jacket, the sword in his right hand was held in his left hand, holding the leather jacket in his left hand.

At this time, the guard's sword had pierced through his shoulder and into the wall. He took the opportunity to kick the guard down.

Blood gushed out of the sword in his left hand and his right shoulder. He didn't even look at the guard as he lowered his head to see that he was completely dead. He coldly looked at Prince Rong and said, "Please don't forget your promise just now.

Tiffany shot to her feet, a ghastly fire flickering in her ghostly eyes, and a murderous aura that sent chills down her spine. He narrowed his eyes and put his hand under the ribs. He too was wearing the half-moon blade.

Yue Chanjuan took a few steps back, and a cold and mocking smile appeared on her face as she said in a slightly mocking manner, "Your highness, you don't mean to say that you want to personally take action, right? Master Zhong is already injured, could it be that Your Highness wants to take advantage of me? I have long heard that the Canine Militant Clan warriors do not want to bully the few with numbers, I think your Royal Highness would not do the same, right? "

A thick killing intent filled the air. It was like a hungry wolf that was hibernating in the dark. The faint look in the eyes made one's heart palpitate.

Zhong Ao Shuang straightened her body, fearlessly looking at him with an elegant and indifferent smile on her face.

"Drip drip …"

Blood dripped from the sword in his hand and fell to the ground. Although he was laughing, his eyes contained a hint of mockery and fearlessness. Now that he had the determination to die, the look in the eyes of the king was not that scary.

With the determination to die, he was already fearless. He allowed the blood to gush out from his shoulder, not changing the smile on his face that captivated the girl's heart.

Prince Rong walked towards Zhong Ao Shuang, every step he took felt like it was stepping on Yue Chan's heart. He walked very slowly, and the formless pressure became heavier with every step he took.

Blood stained half of his robes red. Zhong Ao Shuang stood there, unmoving. It wasn't that he didn't feel the pressure from the Rising Dog, but that he wasn't willing to take half a step back.

Suddenly, he took a step forward. His back was drenched in cold sweat, and the cold and murderous aura that he exuded was too heavy. Every step he took was incomparably heavy. However, with this step, he had broken the weak spot. The momentum of Prince Chun's aura began to rise because of Zhong Ao Shuang's fearlessness.

"Haha …"

A clear and moving laughter came from Yue Chanjuan's mouth, like the light sound of a lute.

"Mr Zhong, you are injured. Let me bandage Mr Zhong's wound." Your Highness is leaving easily, if you'll excuse me, I'll wait for your beautiful voice. "

A pair of delicate, jade-like hands stretched out, and the scissors in her hands cut open the clothes on Zhong Ao Shuang's shoulder. A few silver needles were held in her snow-white hands, and Yue Chan slowly inserted them into Zhong Ao Shuang's acupuncture points.

The gush of blood gradually slowed down, and Zhong Ao Shuang lowered his head and said softly: "This subject thanks the princess, I do not dare to accept your kind offer."

"Mr Zhong is my teacher, there is no need to be so courteous. Please enter, I will bandage Mr Zhong's wounds with medicine."

King Tiefeng stopped in front of Zhong Ao Shuang and Yue Chan for a moment, the flame in his eyes grew even more eerie, "Princess has a good technique, Mr Zhong has a good technique, this king understands. "The princess won't wait long. This king will give the princess a wedding and let you become this king's legitimate wangfei."

Without pausing, he kicked the dead guard out of the room.

After walking out of the room, Zhong Ao Shuang followed Yue Chanjuan into the inner room, and Yue Chanjuan closed the door behind her.

"Idiots, we're all idiots! Drag them down and feed them to the dogs!"

"Yes sir!"

Yue Chanjuan's hands trembled a little. The King of Canines, King Rong, was indeed cold. Even though his personal bodyguard was in the wrong, he still died because of him. His corpse was actually dragged away to be fed to the dogs.

Zhong Ao Shuang's expression also slightly changed, tightly clenching her fists. It was unknown if she was enduring the pain, or was it due to her sudden coldness?

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong. I will make you suffer and suffer for me. I will carve your loyalty into my heart."

Lowering her head to look at the wound on Zhong Ao Shuang's shoulder, Yue Chan was moved and applied medicine to bandage the wound.

Zhong Ao Shuang lowered her head and replied: "Princess's words are heavy. This subject should be defending her dignity with my life, please do not hold it in your heart. This is this subject's duty."

Yue Chan meticulously bandaged Zhong Ao Shuang's wound, her fingers inadvertently touching Zhong Ao Shuang's skin, she couldn't help but slightly tremble. At this moment, half of Zhong Ao Shuang's right shoulder and skin were exposed, her white and exquisite skin was as warm as jade, if not for the terrifying wound on her shoulder that destroyed the beautiful and complete texture of her skin, it would have been very alluring.

Yue Chanjuan felt a deep sense of regret rise in her heart. If it wasn't for the sake of preserving her innocence and dignity, Zhong Aoshuang would not have done this. He didn't even have to follow her all the way from the great Wen to Jiuquan. He even had to suffer numerous times and follow by her side.

As an emissary of the Great Kang, as well as a sage of the Great Moon Branch and a Grand Scholar of the Great Kanghan Forest Academy, he should have stayed in Great Wangcheng City and been treated well and unharmed by the distinguished guests.

But now, especially today, she had pushed him to the brink of death. She had won the bet with a battle of life and death, and she had kept her innocence.

"Mr. Zhong, if it wasn't for the bet between me and King Rong, you wouldn't have suffered such heavy injuries. You were almost killed."

"Even if I am killed, I am useless. I have nothing to do with Your Highness, even if I die, I will protect Your Highness' dignity and innocence. This is an official duty, a mere physical injury, you do not need to take it to heart. "

Zhong Ao Shuang's body could not help but tremble slightly, a sharp pain was emitted from his shoulder, cold sweat kept pouring out. After the silver needle was pulled out, the pain became even more intense. When Yue Chan saw how much pain Zhong Ao Shuang was in, she originally wanted to use some medicine to paralyze her body.

"Princess, there's no harm. This subject can endure it. Don't use that medicine."

Yue Chanjuan also knew that a drug that could paralyze the body would not be beneficial to the body. It would be best if she didn't use it.

"Mister has endured it a bit and already bandaged it up. It's just that I'm afraid that you won't be able to rest well tonight and will have to wait a few days before you can recover." Fortunately, there are no injuries to the bones and only the muscles in the shoulder were injured. After the wound is healed, it will not affect Mister's future use of the sword. "

"Howl …"

The long and mournful howls of the wolves came from outside, and the faint sounds of the people and horses could be heard.