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783. Looking back on the prosperity like a dream 21

Listening to her explanation, Yan Ye's eyes moved slightly and he said coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."

Zhen Shan's lips twitched slightly, should he be so disrespectful?

Just when His Highness the Regent wanted to educate his future daughter-in-law, he would be Feng Yin's regent husband in the future. How could she have nothing to do with her being a kind person? This idea was unacceptable and needed to be changed, but suddenly, there was the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air.

Into the ear.

Zhen Shan's eyes were cold, he raised his hand and grabbed the crossbow arrow that was shot at him at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The energy concentrated on Yan Ye's fingertips dissipated, and he turned to look at her. His eyes fell on the crossbow arrow, and there was something strange in his eyes.

The shape of this crossbow is unique to the Northern Desert.

Yan Ye recognized that Zhen Shan was no exception. She narrowed her eyes slightly and told him, "Don't go out in the carriage. Be careful."

After saying this, she opened the curtain and jumped out. At the same time, she blew a whistle and ordered Xuanwei to shrink the protective circle and protect the carriage.

Zhen Shan drew out the soft sword from her waist, slashed the man in black who was looking at her, and opened up the man's black mask and the clothes on his chest.

The wolf head tattoo on the man's chest was indeed the symbol of the Northern Desert people. Zhen Shan wiped the neck of the other person and checked it as well.

He is still a man, but there is nothing iconic about him.

Suddenly, dozens of crossbow arrows came towards her through the air. Zhen Shan took off his cloak, twirled it, wrapped the crossbow arrows in the cloak, raised his hand and waved the crossbow arrows back to where they came from.

The screams were accompanied by the neighing of horses.

Zhen Shan quickly turned around and saw their carriage running around not far away.

Her eyes tightened slightly, and she tried to stop the carriage, but several gangsters burst out of the fog and attacked her.

"Go away!"

Zhen Shan shouted angrily, pouring his strong internal energy into the soft sword, splitting them open, pointing his toes, using Qinggong and quickly catching up with the carriage.

The horse didn't know what kind of stimulation it received, and kept galloping forward. When Zhen Shan caught up, the carriage had already rushed out of the cliff.

"Yan Ye!"

Zhen Shan stepped on the tree trunk with his toes, jumped on top of the carriage, and planned to use his sword to split the hood of the car to save his future wife.

It's one thing to be single for the rest of your life, but if you trick the person you're tasking into killing before the task is completed, that's a big deal.

But before Zhen Shan's sword hit the car cover, the carriage was shaken away by the powerful zhenqi.

Seeing that her sword was about to fall on Yan Ye, Zhen Shan withdrew her attack forcefully. The feeling of having her own energy backfired was really unpleasant, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of her lips.

The pain in her internal organs did not subside, and Zhen Shan was temporarily unable to use her internal strength. As a result, she fell straight down the cliff.

Yan Ye's pupils shrank, and before he had time to think, he raised his hand to catch her. Unfortunately, his legs were weak and he could not stabilize his balance at all, and he fell with her.

Zhen Shan was a little touched and wanted to complain even more. Why did he drag her into doing this when he knew he was not good enough?

It's fine now. We've fallen off a cliff and fallen into love. Is this the rhythm of dying for love together?

Zhen Shan hugged him with both hands, resisting the pain, and tried hard to adjust amidst the terrifying feeling of weightlessness. He gathered his true energy in his palms, and at least used his internal strength to cushion them when they landed, so as not to fall into pieces.

At least he can't let his future wife fall to death.

Can't even protect a man? What's her reputation as a regent?

Yan Ye was tightly clinging to her, and saw that she was planning to use him as a meat pad. Whether it was because of the weightlessness or something else, his heart was beating hard, and he wanted her to let him go, but his voice was lost in the wind.

Zhen Shan, are you crazy?

The two of them fell rapidly, giving them no time to communicate or hesitate. Everything had to be decided in an instant.

Because of this, Zhen Shan's unreserved protection had a huge impact on Yan Ye.

Fortunately, their luck was not too bad. There was a deep pool under the cliff.

Zhen Shan used her internal strength to get rid of the impact of the water waves. Bang, the two of them were submerged in the water, and the surging water pressure rushed towards them. She eased the discomfort in her body, and then hurriedly swam to the surface with him.

"Ahem, poof!"

Zhen Shan brought Yan Ye to the big rock on the shore and lay down next to him helplessly, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
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