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Chapter 1755

The night is so long.

However, from the time the flower boat was bombed to the time it sank into the river, it took less than a quarter of an hour.

Not only were the people on the shore unable to react, but the princes in the boat were also panicked and misjudged time and time again, thus escaping the best opportunity to escape.

Who would have thought that such a huge flower boat would sink immediately.

On the river, the wreckage of the flower boat floated. Compared with the princes, more people drowned among the Imperial Guards who had not yet had time to remove their armor.

After all, not every soldier of the Forbidden Army has as strong a cultivation level as Changsun Fengyu, and taking off the armor of the Forbidden Army is not as simple as taking off your clothes.

Being well-equipped is not a good thing at this time.

Of course, there were still many skilled Forbidden Army soldiers who took off their armor and escaped death when their bodies were about to completely sink into the river.

The soldiers of the Forbidden Army who barely escaped could not take a breath before they tried their best to rescue the drowning princes and nobles.

On the water, the remains of tables and chairs are floating everywhere, which can be used to save lives. However, there are not only princes, nobles and imperial guards on the flower boat, but also many slaves and boatmen. At this time, who will care about their identities and identities?

Status and survival are the only thoughts.

Therefore, in the dark night covered by dark clouds and moon, many dirty and shameful things keep happening in order to survive.

A boatman drowned a prince alive in order to snatch a piece of driftwood.

Of course, there were also strong princes and nobles who, in order to save their lives, mercilessly kicked their slaves who had been with them for many years from the wooden plank.

The ugliness of human nature is vividly displayed in the face of death.

At the best viewing spot not far away, Li Ziye lay with his arms on the long table, watching the dirty things happening in the dark with relish, with a smile on his face, but his eyes became increasingly cold.

At the long table, Mu Xizi felt the indifference in the eyes of the young man in front of him, and his heart condensed slightly.

This third son of the Li family may be more difficult to deal with than imagined.

Over the years, the royal family has really underestimated the leader of the Li family.

"Professor Li, can you still hold on?"

On the side, Murong saw that Professor Li had been soaking in the water in front of him, and said somewhat unbearably, "How about I go down first, and Professor Li, you can come up and stay for a while?"

"Need not."

Li Ziye came back to his senses, felt a little moved in his heart, and responded with a smile, "Just soak in it, it's not a big problem. I haven't heard of any great practitioner of the Five Realms who can soak in water and die."

A friend in need is a friend indeed, this girl is not bad, not as bad as the old woman next to her.

Mu Xizi glanced at his niece in front of him in surprise, not expecting that Murong would say such a thing.

"Ninth Princess, Eldest Princess!"

At this moment, on the water in the distance, a three-foot sword came across the water. He looked at the two people in front of him and said, "I will take your two highnesses and leave."

"No, my aunt and I have nothing to do. I'll give you the sword and save the others first." Murong glanced at the chaotic scene around him and ordered.

"The bodies of your two highnesses?" Sanchijian asked with a worried look on his face.

"Auntie, can you still hold on?" Murong looked at the woman in front of him and asked.

"It's okay." Mu Xizi nodded and responded softly.

"Auntie, just hold on a little longer. Human life is at stake. The sword is enshrined. You go and save the others first." Murong said with a serious expression.

"I obey."

Sanchijian responded, and immediately stepped into the water and left, helping others first.

"So handsome."

Li Ziye looked at the heroic figure of the sword priest walking on the water and said with envy.

"Can Professor Li not do it?" Murong, who had never learned martial arts, asked in confusion.

"I don't know, I haven't tried it." Li Ziye responded with a smile.

"Your Majesty, it should be possible." Mu Xizi said thoughtfully.

"There are a lot of things that should be done."

Li Ziye smiled and said calmly, "The fact is that there are always various exceptions in life, and by chance, I may not be able to walk on water."

After hearing the answer of the young man in front of him, Mu Xizi smiled slightly and said nothing more.

How could someone who could master the Flying Immortal Technique to the eighth form not be able to do such a simple thing?

The Flying Immortal Technique is not only the best sword technique in the world, but also the best body technique in the world. Walking on water is so simple.

Not far away, a three-foot sword picked up a drowning prince and quickly swept towards the river bank.

Before leaving, Sanchijian deliberately looked back at the young man in front of the two princesses, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

Apparently, it was the legitimate son of the Li family who saved the two princesses.

"Whoa!"

The moment the three-foot sword lost its concentration, a crossbow arrow shot through the air from the opposite river bank, and with the cover of the night, it hit the prince in his hand.

In an instant, Sanchijian came back to his senses and swung his sword, directly breaking the crossbow arrow.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a miserable cry sounded in the night sky, and on the river, a prince was pierced by an arrow, and his blood dyed the river water beneath him red.

Sanchijian heard the screams from behind and immediately turned around. When he saw the prince who was pierced by an arrow, his eyes narrowed.

So far away, the range of the crossbow should not be enough.

Could it be that there is a master with a bow on the river bank?

Thinking of this, Sanchijian's expression darkened and he spoke, "Li Jiaoxi, please protect your two highnesses. I will find the person who shot the arrow."

After saying that, Sanchijian didn't delay any longer, stepped on the river water, and quickly swept towards the river bank in front.

"Professor Li."

On the long floating table, Murong looked at the prince who was gradually sinking into the Yinhong River not far away, and asked in shock, "Can a bow and arrow shoot so far?"

"Of course not."

Li Ziye responded, looking at the other side, with a cold look in his eyes, and said, "Unless you are a master with a bow, generally speaking, there are very few such people. However, we were lucky enough to meet one."

In the Nine Provinces, there are more martial arts masters who use knives and swords than dogs. There is no shortage of long weapons such as spears, but there are very few masters who use bows.

In the past, there was a very powerful person in the royal family, but Uncle Hei and Aunt Bai were destroyed.

Today, another one seems to have appeared, but it doesn't seem to be from the royal family.

"Star chasing!"

The next moment, in the dark night, a dark shadow appeared, a long bow was like the moon, and an arrow shot through the sky.

Suddenly, an arrow like a blazing meteor cut through the night and shot towards Li Ziye.

"Your uncle!"

When Li Ziye saw this, he couldn't help but cursed, grabbed the two princesses, and pulled them both into the water.
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