Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: I ignite a fire on the tip of the boss

Chapter 370 Disabled and Gloomy Eighth Prince (106)

"what!!"

The black-clothed assassins who were suddenly attacked from the back fell to the ground one after another, and the scene immediately flowed into rivers of blood.

Li Jinhuan was not idle either, waving his whip and severely lashing the assassins who rushed towards him one by one, leaving shocking blood marks on their bodies.

And her whip was soaked for 49 days after she melted poison in water. As long as the skin was cut by the whip, the poison would seep into the skin and die within 10 seconds.

So those who were whipped by her were not spared.

Gradually, the eyes of those people looking at her became terrified, and they didn't dare to attack her anymore, and even wanted to avoid her.

As long as he is hit a little, there is no possibility of living. This is simply scarier than attacking Lin Qianyu.

Seeing that no one dared to approach, Li Jinhuan could breathe a sigh of relief. Looking to the side, he saw a man in black quietly touching behind Lin Qianyu, who was being restrained by three masters.

Li Jinhuan's pupils shrank: "Be careful!" Subconsciously, he used his body to block Lin Qianyu's back.

The long sword pierced into her chest, causing her to grunt in pain, and pulled him away with the whip with all her remaining strength.

"Master!!"

"Master!!"

"Huan'er!!" Lin Qianyu turned around and saw Li Jinhuan being pierced through the chest. His left shoulder was also pierced by the man but he felt nothing.

Seeing Li Jinhuan collapsed in front of him, his heart seemed to be clenched instantly by a big hand, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Lin Qianyu's face was gloomy and frightening, and the right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"You... court death!"

Lin Qianyu turned around suddenly, no one could see how he moved his hand, and in an instant, all three masters were cut by his sword.

He panted slightly, dropped the sword in his hand, turned around, walked towards the small body step by step, squatted down, and held her in his arms with trembling hands.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by rumbling thunder, and drops of rain fell to the ground. Slowly, the rain became heavier and heavier, constantly washing away the blood on the ground.

Lin Qianyu's face was soaked by the rain, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, mixed with the rain and fell on Li Jinhuan's face.

Li Jinhuan's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her hand weakly to cover his face, and smiled faintly: "My lord... don't cry... let's... go home."

Lin Qianyu smiled wryly, and raised his hand to hold the hand that was sticking to his face: "Okay... let's go back home."

Li Jinhuan let out a low laugh, his eyes slowly closed, and the hand he was holding gradually slipped down.

Lin Qianyu slowly picked her up, feeling for the first time that the person in his arms was as light as a piece of paper, as if she didn't exist, as if she would disappear as long as a gust of wind blew.

"Mission completion 70%"

"Lin Qianyu's favorability is +5, and the current favorability is 95."

He carefully put Li Jinhuan into the carriage, took off his coat and put it on her body, went to the outside of the carriage to pick up the whip and his sword on the ground, and drove the carriage to the Eight Princes' Mansion quickly.

It happened that Chu Yan and a group of people were going out of the mansion to look for the prince.

Looking at the injury on his prince's left shoulder and the dying princess in his arms, Chu Yan looked in disbelief. Who was so bold to hurt their prince and princess?
He wished he could take people to destroy that man's lair right now.

But in times of crisis, it was necessary to quickly find a doctor to treat the two of them.

(End of this chapter)