After a few days, the team escorting Situ Ling got farther and farther from the capital of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and they gradually drove to a deserted desert.

Driving in this desert, the five garrison troops are very cautious. Because this desert is called the desert of death by the Southern Zhou people, yes, many people did not survive in it.

Not only because of the harsh conditions here, but also because of the dangerous terrain, it is a good place for sneak attacks.

Because there is sand everywhere, there is no tall green plant, and the sun shines straight down.

It was noon, and the royal guards on horseback were already sweating profusely, and they were still wearing thick armor.

They winked at each other: "Want to stop and rest for a while and drink some water? It's a very poisonous day now, and it's not too late for us to leave later."

The remaining four garrison troops, including the groom, stopped to rest, took off the water bladder, and poured water into their mouths.

After the cold water was poured into their stomachs, they felt better.

Among them, one of the imperial guards, who was closer to the carriage, heard that there was no movement in the carriage, and thought that something had happened to Situ Ling, he knocked on the wall of the carriage vigorously.

"Prince Situ, why don't you come down to get some air and drink some water? We still have to walk in this ghost place for a while."

There was silence inside, knowing that the Imperial Forest Army thought Situ Ling was really dizzy, and when he was about to rush in, Situ Ling suddenly spoke up?

"Don't mind me."

The Yu Linjun withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Situ Ling had not eaten or drank a drop of water for several days, and they were worried that it would be impossible without Bei Ting Situ Ling.

At that time, don't know who is to blame for this crime.

Another imperial guard put down the water bottle in his hand, raised his arm and wiped the water stains from his chin with his sleeve, he patted the imperial guard who was leaning on the carriage and said.

"Don't worry about it, it's his business whether to eat or drink or not. We just need to escort him to Beiting safely. We will try our best to get home sooner."

"Well, good." The royal guard who was leaning on the carriage nodded and put the water bottle back on his waist.

They greeted the coachman and told him to hurry up.

After a while, the carriage gradually drove in the vast desert.

They drove into the most dangerous area in the desert of death, and the guardsmen cautiously clenched the swords around their waists and looked around vigilantly.

A Yulin Jun laughed loudly and said, "What are you doing so nervously? Could someone sneak attack on us... uh uh uh!"

Before he could finish his words, a feathered arrow only pierced his throat, and blood spurted out instantly, splashing on the wall of the carriage, like a blooming and flirtatious flower on the other side.

The garrison covered his neck and stammered as he spoke. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and he could vaguely hear what he was saying.

"Run... sneak attack..."

After a few "swish, swish" sounds, all the imperial guards pulled out their swords. They raised their swords and looked around in horror. The enemy was hidden in the dark and they couldn't find it.

The dazzling sunlight hit the hidden man, pulling a long, black shadow on the ground, but the shadow was terribly distorted.

They looked intently and shouted badly. It wasn't a shadow at all, but a man in black who pressed the ground and rushed towards them, holding a gleaming machete in his hand.

"Defense! Defense!" A voice cut through the sky, alarming the creatures on the ground, and they all fled.

But it was too late, the sharp machete had already slashed across their necks, and they were silent after gasping for breath.

The men in black's murderous gaze fell on the fleeing groom. One of the men in black flew towards the coachman one by one, and the sharp blade penetrated from the groom's back to his chest.

The groom fell into a pool of blood without even a chance to shout.

The men in black easily flew to the top of the carriage, seeing that they were masters of the skill, and their target this time was Situ Ling in the carriage.

The men in black did not speak a word from beginning to end, all their actions were gestures, and the man in black standing on the ceiling made a killing gesture to the other men in black.

Everyone ran towards the carriage. The top of the carriage and the surrounding wall panels were removed by the men in black with brute force. They raised the machetes in their hands and cut straight at Situ Ling.

Until the moment the carriage fell apart, Situ Ling was half-blinded and sat quietly in the middle of the carriage, as if he had fallen asleep.

Faced with the powerful murderous aura around him, he was unmoved.

Just when the man in black's machete was still an inch away from him, Situ Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.

Situ Ling spoke slowly, and the low voice clearly entered everyone's ears: "Just because you guys are like killing me?"

A powerful internal force suddenly burst out from his body, and all the men in black who flew over were bounced to the ground.

Between the thunder and lightning, he pulled out the sword that was quietly put aside, and half of his face was stained with blood when he raised his hand.

The man in black, who had an advantage in numbers, was left alone at this time. He vomited blood and fell to the ground while clutching his chest and mouth.

Situ Ling stepped on the gravel and walked towards the last man in black step by step. His face and robe were stained with dazzling blood, like a bloodthirsty Rakshasa coming from hell.

The last man in black saw Situ Ling's power. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth for a long time and didn't make a sound. He was a mute!

Situ Ling pointed his sword at the forehead of the man in black. There was no light in his dark pupils. His voice was equally cold: "Speak! Who sent you to kill me?"

Every word he spat out, the man in black would shudder violently. He seemed to be very afraid of Situ Ling.

No wonder, under the terrifying martial arts of Situ Ling, no one will not be afraid of him, this is the fear of death!

The man in black stretched out his bloody fingers and slowly drew words on the ground.

Situ Ling took a closer look, his heart was so cold, he laughed at himself, what fantasies he was holding just now, thinking that it was impossible for her to drive him out.

Unexpectedly, it was really her, the name written by the man in black on the ground was the seventh princess, Nan Qiqi.

Situ Ling gritted his teeth and the sword in his hand did not fall for a while, what he was hesitating about, he didn't know, maybe he wanted the man in black to speak to Nan Qiqi.

He doesn't need her to pretend to be like that. What she owes him today, he will more than double it back on another day!

"You bring a message to Nan Qiqi, and tell her to wait for me, I can't be separated from her in this life!" Situ Ling put down the blood dripping sword in his hand.

The man in black laughed silently, he shook his head with a smile, and then black blood poured out of his mouth and fell on the sand.

Situ Ling glanced at him and turned away without any emotion.

He didn't expect Nan Qiqi to think so thoroughly, and it seemed that he was ready to fight with him.

He glanced at the sand pile behind him, the sand with Nan Qiqi's name written on it just now was blown away, there were corpses all over the place, and no one knew the truth except him.

The sun was gradually setting, and the setting sun was particularly conspicuous on the desert, illuminating the entire sky red.

Situ Ling put away the sword in his hand and pinned it to his waist. The lines and patterns on the sword were exactly the same as those given to her by Nan Qiqi's brother. Situ Ling didn't notice it.

The carriage was dilapidated, but it could still be seen that the interior was gorgeously decorated, with a bulging package sitting alone on the seat.

Situ Ling glanced at the package inadvertently, but after hesitating for two seconds, he turned and left, thinking about the sunset, and the shadow was elongated by the afterglow.

Situ Ling said silently in his heart, Nan Qiqi, you wait, I will come back again, the humiliation I have suffered these days will definitely be repaid in the future!