The Return of the Demon

#1208 - A heart of cherishing talent

The archer stared at Ning Chen for a while, then sighed and said, "Then it will be as your Highness wishes."

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow shot towards Ning Chen.

The distance between the two people was only three or five meters. If it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to dodge the arrow.

But Ning Chen is a super master, and a super master who can cut with a sword energy.

When the opponent shot the arrow, the Canmeng Sword made a sound.

As Ning Chen swept his sword, the sword energy turned into a thin line that tore through the night sky...The arrow shot towards Ning Chen was split into two by the sword energy.

The archer's face changed drastically. It was too late for him to dodge. He watched helplessly as the sword energy cut off the bow in his hand and then cut him.

With a muffled groan, the sharpshooter flew backwards, hit the eaves on the other side, then fell from the roof and hit the street heavily.

Ning Chen's face turned slightly pale. This sword had drained most of the energy in his body...but the effect was still very gratifying.

He swooped down from the roof and looked around warily.

Because judging from the number of arrows shot at them before, there are more archers than just these few.

But there were no archers around, maybe they were lying in ambush at the back door of the rice shop?

Ning Chen held the sword and looked at the sharpshooter. The latter was in a miserable condition. The wound on his chest was horrific, deep enough to see the bone, and blood kept gushing out.

If no one rescues him, he's dead.

Ning Chen's eyes showed some struggle.

Ning Chen knew that being kind to the enemy would be cruel to himself.

But he really couldn't bear to kill this man.

If they could recruit him for their own use, the archery skills of the soldiers in the Daxuan Archery Camp would definitely improve significantly.

Ning Chen hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with his sword, cut off the opponent's clothes, and then pressed the wound to prevent him from losing too much blood.

The latter's face was full of pain, but there was disbelief in his eyes.

But immediately, he shook his head and said, “Don’t save me, at least I’ve repaid the favor.

I have assassinated the prince, a crime that is extremely heinous. Even if I survive, I will have no place in the world and will eventually die.

Isn't it a blessing to die in the hands of the prince?"

Ning Chen was about to speak when he heard the sound of horse hooves.

Ning Chen looked up and saw a horse galloping in front, followed closely by a team of more than a dozen people.

The one running in front was Diao Chan.

Judging from their attire, the people behind them were soldiers from the Wu State's City Patrol Camp.

Diao Chan rushed to Ning Chen and stopped, rubbing her big head against Ning Chen affectionately. Ning Chen was squatting on the ground and was accidentally pushed to sit on the ground.

Just at this moment, the troops behind caught up, and when they saw the corpses on the ground, their faces changed... These corpses were the archers that Ning Chen had killed first, and their bodies fell from the roof.

They quickly surrounded Ning Chen, and the situation became tense.

They were patrolling at night when they saw a handsome black horse, which was obviously a war horse.

As a soldier, how could he not love horses? And he was so handsome.

But this horse was too cunning. When they approached, it ran away. When they stopped chasing, it stopped and provoked them... They were so angry that they chased it all the way and finally caught up with it here.

It seems that the person on the ground is the owner of this horse.

"Who are you?" The leading soldier pointed a knife at Ning Chen and said sternly, "Put down your weapon and surrender... Otherwise, I will shoot you on the spot."

Ning Chen pushed Diao Chan's big head away, stood up from the ground, looked at the soldiers around him, and said loudly: "I am a man from the residence of Lord Fu Lu, the Minister of Rites. I was ordered to come out to do something, and I encountered villains on the way. I fought back and saved my life.

By the way, my companion is hiding in this rice shop, and there are also people ambushing at the back door of the rice shop."

The leading soldier was startled, "Are you Lord Fu's man?"

"Exactly!"

"Do you have any proof?"

Ning Chen said: "No, but when I meet Master Fu, the truth will be revealed."

The leading soldier thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll trust you for now and hand over your weapons."

Ning Chen hesitated for a moment and handed over his sword.

"What's your name? I'll have someone notify Master Fu."

"Ning Chen."

The leading soldier was shocked and stared at Ning Chen, "You, you...your name is the same as the name of the Regent of Daxuan."

Ning Chen twitched his hand, thinking that the other party had recognized him. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, what a coincidence!"

The leading soldier didn't say much, but turned to look at a soldier and said, "Go to Lord Fu's house and find out the situation."

"yes!"

Immediately, he ordered several soldiers, "You guys, go to the back of this rice shop and check. If there are any bad guys, shoot them on the spot!

Then bring everyone out of the store.”

"yes!"

Several soldiers rushed into the rice shop.

Ning Chen pointed at the sharpshooter on the ground and said, "This man is seriously injured. Can you save him?"

"Is this also your companion?"

Ning Chen shook his head, "No, he was the gangster who assassinated me."

The leading soldier was a little surprised, "You want to save the people who killed you?"

"Only if we save him can we find out who is behind this, right?"

The leading soldier nodded slightly, and immediately ordered, "Go, find a military doctor."

"yes!"

A soldier took the order and left.

The leading soldier looked at Diao Chan with envy and asked Ning Chen: "Is this your horse?"

Ning Chen nodded.

"Your horse is really smart. It knew you were in danger, so it led us here."

Ning Chen was slightly startled, and then he felt it was very reasonable. Diao Chan has always been very smart and very human. This is not the first time she has saved him... Before in Daxuanjing City, he was assassinated, and Diao Chan ran back to the Supervisory Office to call Pan Yucheng and others.

Ning Chen patted Diao Chan's big head and said with a smile: "It is one of my most loyal companions."

The leading soldier said, "This horse is obviously a war horse. Are you a soldier?"

Ning Chen smiled and nodded slightly.

The leading soldier hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems that you are not going to the battlefield now. Can you give up this horse? If you can, name a price."

Ning Chen laughed. There is no soldier who doesn't love horses, especially BMW horses.

He shook his head, stroked Diao Chan's big head, and said very seriously: "It...is priceless."

Diao Chan let out a neigh, as if she understood.

The leading soldiers did not force it, but just felt a little regretful.

Just then, several soldiers came out of the rice shop with Feng Qizhen and the shop assistants.