"There is an assassin!" Shen Yu, who had already been warned by Yan Mo, quickly protected Zhao Hongrun and Yang Yanxing behind him. The remaining three, Zhang Ao, Li Meng, and Chu Heng, surrounded the two witches.

"Little brother, lend me a weapon."

Protecting Zhao Hongrun and Yang Yanxing as they came to the young man in white, Shen Yu picked up the guns, sticks and several swords scattered on the ground, and stepped forward to help Yan Mo and others.

The surrounding Chu people had already dispersed.

"Yan Mo, continue."

Shen Yu threw a sword to Yan Mo.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mo, who was clearly a military general, could not use the sword.

…

Yan Mo looked at his palm in shock, and saw that the spot where he had just grabbed the witch's wrist turned strangely red.

"Be careful of the other party using poison!"

"Poison?" Shen Yu, Li Meng, Zhang Ao, and Chu Heng were stunned when they heard this. They were quite baffled. They were born in the Wei Dynasty and did not know the voodoo of Chu State.

Just when they were in a daze, one of the witches suddenly rushed towards Zhao Hongrun and threw out a silver needle with her right hand.

"Your Highness!!"

Just when Shen Yu and others' expressions changed drastically, they suddenly heard a clang and the silver needle was bounced away by a sharp sword.

The owner of the sword, the young man in white, was seen holding a fist in his left hand and looking at the miko with a bitter and hateful expression.
Chapter completed!