The horse in front of the car had been poisoned for a long time, and now it was running rampant, causing passers-by on the street to scream.
"Get down!! Mo Jiecheng, get down quickly!!"
Ji Wanrong's eyes widened as he looked at the poisonous arrows shot out of the air. Without hesitation, he threw himself down on the ground and threw his arms around, not caring about his image at all.
Even though he looks like a turtle now, it is still important to survive.
But unexpectedly, a chuckle came from his ears.
In the flash of lightning, Mo Jiecheng was seen taking action when he heard Ji Wanrong's first words. His speed was faster than the poisonous arrow.
He exerted slight force with one hand and the sword was unsheathed.
The sharp white blade reflected the cold light under the sunlight. Mo Jiecheng waved his left hand, and the scabbard in his hand flew straight in the direction of the poison arrows, suddenly changing the direction of several poison arrows.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Jiecheng tapped his toes and rose into the air. He used the sword flower in his right hand to block all the poisonous arrows that had changed direction.
The long arrow shaft was cut into several sections at once, and fell into the carriage like rain.
There was a sound of "Zheng——".
Clusters of poisonous arrows pierced the solid wooden walls.
Ji Wanrong stared at everything in front of him with his mouth agape. Mo Jiecheng's movements were as smooth as flowing water, so cool and handsome that it was even so fast that people couldn't see his movements clearly.
Looking back at myself...
A low chuckle from Mo Jiecheng and the sound of a man breathing slightly came from the carriage that had returned to darkness.
Knowing in his heart that Mo Jiecheng was laughing at his actions just now, Ji Wanrong hurriedly swept away the arrow shaft fragments from his body and climbed up from the extremely difficult ground.
The horses were still running wildly and even neighing miserably.
Ji Wanrong held on to the carriage tightly and managed to stand firm.
Fortunately, the courtyard Fu Tingxue chose was in a sparsely populated area on the outskirts of Beijing.
The carriage ran wildly outside the capital, and the space was large, so it did not bring disaster to the people. If such an accident happened in the capital, Ji Wanrong simply did not dare to think about it.
"You're so powerful now, but you didn't escape the assassination last time!" Ji Wanrong firmly grabbed the gap in the carriage, barely ensuring that he wouldn't be thrown out.
Mo Jiecheng felt the movement outside the carriage vigilantly. After realizing that the potential danger was gone, he stepped forward and bent down to pick up the scabbard.
The sword was sheathed again, and the man's deep voice could be heard again: "That's because Zhong Jinge, who was with me last time, didn't react as fast as you."
"I didn't know that I could escape by lying on the ground like a turtle."
Ji Wanrong gritted her teeth and glared at him.
After Mo Jiecheng finished speaking, he staggered a few steps forward and slightly opened the curtain of the carriage, wanting to confirm the assassin's movements.
The sudden light made Mo Jiecheng squint his eyes suddenly, but when he saw everything in front of him clearly again, his expression suddenly changed.
The gate to enter the city was approaching, and the people entering Beijing were lining up at the city gate.
The original driver had disappeared at some point, and the crazy horses were about to crash into the people lining up!
After the assassin launched the poison arrow, he stopped moving. It turned out to be for the purpose of this moment!
If in order to assassinate him, the carriage of Prince Han's Mansion was allowed to hit the people, and the lives of innocent people were lost, no matter whether Mojie City could survive or not, it would be stained with an indelible stain.
This plan is too cruel!
"The carriage! That horse is crazy! This is Prince Han's carriage!"
"Prince Han's carriage is about to hit us!"
The people outside the city gate looked at everything in front of them in horror. The originally neat team was in chaos for an instant. Everyone ran around holding their heads and scattered in all directions.
The soldiers at the city gate had already noticed the crazy sound of horse hooves and were watching everything in front of them with full vigilance. However, no matter what they said, they could not calm down the frightened people.
Mo Jiecheng rushed out of the carriage without hesitation, reached out to hold the reins, and immediately got on the horse.
Ji Wanrong's face suddenly became heavy, and she staggered out of the carriage.
As soon as she opened the curtain, the biting wind blew against her face, and the hurricane blew so hard that she could hardly open her eyes.
Ji Wanrong saw Mo Jiecheng pulling the horse's mane, and his whole body leaned down. He could no longer control the reins. He strangled the horse's neck with his arms, trying to change the direction of the horse's galloping.
But the horse seemed to be possessed, and continued to run crazily into the crowd.
"What are you doing outside? Get back, my king!" Mo Jiecheng saw Ji Wanrong's figure out of the corner of his eye and roared through gritted teeth.
Ji Wanrong pulled hard on the door frame with both hands, observing the horse's symptoms, but did not listen to Mo Jiecheng's words at all.
It turned out that the horse was hit by an arrow, but even if the poison on the arrow was the same as before, if it was not killed on the spot, it would be frightened, and it would never be so crazy.
Unless it was poisoned by another kind of poison, one that deliberately made the horses crazy and run towards the crowd. If so, no matter what Mo Jie Cheng did, he could not change the direction in which the horses ran.
The horses were extremely fast. If they collided with each other like this, not only she and Mo Jie City, but also the people at the city gate would be dead.
When Ji Wanrong thought of this, he gritted his teeth and tore off the hem of his skirt, then jumped forward suddenly, "Mo Jie Cheng, I'm coming!"
The weight of the two people made the horse go crazy even more. Ji Wanrong almost fell down, but fortunately, Mo Jiecheng's quick eyes and hands caught his arm.
She didn't panic, but took advantage of the strength of her body hanging in the air to summon a tranquilizer from the space and plunged it into the horse's butt.
She injected the sedative, but who knew that Ji Wanrong injected several injections in succession, but the horse's speed did not slow down.
The horse ran even crazier!
The gravel mixed with the wind blew against Ji Wanrong's cheek, causing heartbreaking pain.
Ji Wanrong looked at the situation in front of him and gritted his teeth: "Mo Jiecheng, drag me in front of you."
Mo Jiecheng tightened his jawline and quickly looked back at her, his face already scratched with bloodstains from the messy sand and gravel.
He didn't ask Ji Wanrong what he had done, but yanked her with his long arm and pulled her in front of him.
Even Mo Jiecheng's voice sounded unreal in the wind, but it was as cold as ice: "Climb my body back to the carriage, and I will cut off the ropes at the connection."
Further ahead is the city gate. If the ropes at the connection are cut off, it means that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and she can only be saved.
Ji Wanrong glanced at Mo Jiecheng coldly, "I want you to rescue me? You are not qualified yet."
She summoned Baian Pills from the space, turned sideways, and tried to reach the pills in her hand into the horse's mouth.
Unexpectedly, the horse's speed did not slow down, and the Baian Pills in her hand not only failed to reach her mouth, but also fell to the ground.
Mo Jiecheng frowned and was about to scold him.
But Ji Wanrong quickly took the reins in front of him in his hand, wrapped it around his wrist several times, then grabbed the horse's mane, gritted his teeth, and swung out.
She hooked her left foot around the horse's neck, hugged the top of the horse's neck with both hands, and climbed up with difficulty with her other foot.
Mo Jiecheng looked at everything in front of him in shock and almost roared: "Ji Wanrong, what on earth are you doing?!"
Ji Wanrong clung to the horse's neck with both feet. The crazy horse was still shaking its neck desperately, and she was hanging in the air.
She knew that if she accidentally let go and was thrown out, she would be doomed!
There were messy horse hooves underneath, and people were screaming in fear around them. Anticipating that the city gate was so close, the already timid people collapsed to the ground with fear and could not walk.
He was about to hit the old man who fell to the ground.
At the critical moment.
Ji Wanrong raised his head, gritted his teeth, and stuffed dozens of Baian Pills summoned from the space into the mouth of the horse that was close at hand.
The horse opened its mouth and was about to resist, but Ji Wanrong used his knee to slam its throat, "Get off you!"
