"Let go of the princess!"
"What are you doing, do you know who she is?"
"Put the princess down quickly, do you want to rebel!"
The crowd followed in confusion, and most of them began to subconsciously back away to avoid getting into trouble. They didn't expect to see the legendary princess at all, and then watched as she was hijacked by a man. People's gaze towards Lin Yi was full of pity - daring to put a knife on the princess's neck, this person is completely finished.
On top of the palanquin, Lin Yi was holding Ning Xue with one hand, and the other arm was around the little princess who had been scared out of her tears, and a long sharp knife was across her neck. The poor little princess did not dare to move, big watery eyes shining with tears, as the dew-stained lotus, let people pity, slightly open small mouth, fine internal teeth biting a few bloodless lips, nose is gently trembling. This is definitely the first time in her life that she has been held at the neck with a knife.
In their own protection was held hostage with a knife princess, Wu Shang forehead constantly overflowing with cold sweat. Whether the princess is unharmed this time, his crime of dereliction of duty can not escape, and if something happens to the princess, even if the emperor can forgive him, he will only kill himself to thank the sin.
He had scanned the surroundings with his breath, there was absolutely no danger or powerful breath present, and the feeling Lin Yi gave him was no different from a most ordinary person, so he dared to leave the princess five steps away, and his nerves were not in a state of nervous preparedness, and then at the time he lost his concentration Lin Yi easily took advantage of the situation, rushed into the Luan sedan chair at the fastest speed, and incidentally took away the sword of one of the guards and put it on the The princess's neck.
Wu Shang grimaced and whispered, "Wind Transport Technique, you are actually a rare wind magic master!"
What Lin Yi had just used was indeed a low-level wind magic Wind Transport Technique of the Wind System, which could boost his speed within a short period of time.
Wind magic master?
The crowd was once again talking, and some people's faces showed obvious envy and even jealousy. A magician is a rare and honorable profession, only those with special magical constitution can cultivate it, and it can be said that there are very few. A magician and a samurai of the same level of combat is difficult to distinguish, but in a group battle, a magician's power is equal to several, dozens or even hundreds of samurai of the same level, because powerful magicians can practice powerful magic with a terrifying range of attack, and the special nature of magic can also allow them to play more in many areas, so people who can practice magic has always been the country to attract Talent, will be sent to the magician's union of each country, lifelong food and clothing.
Long Yin, who has been silent and hidden in the crowd, held back and did not come out, because at this point he would instead make the situation unmanageable if he came out and let the onlookers see the royal family as a joke. He believed that with himself here Lin Yi would never really hurt his own sister, and could only desperately give him a wink. And Wu Shang's words made him freeze ... grandfather did not say that he should be the heir of the sword god? Could it be that he was actually the one that several of the palace's offerings had mentioned - a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts!
And Lin Yi's next sentence made him almost couldn't help but jump out.
"Kneel down, then slap yourself three times." Lin Yi didn't answer Wu Shang, but stared at him and said indifferently. The voice was cold and stern, without any intention of joking.
Long Yin desperately squeeze eyebrows and make eyes ... Lin old brother, Lin big brother, you are my own brother ah! Even if you are the heir of the Sword God, you don't have to play like this. You pretend to hijack my sister I can still clean up the mess, if you play for real ...
And he did not find, just when Lin Yi appeared on the luan sedan, two people in the crowd looked at each other, a look of seeing a ghost, and then hurriedly left, running to the northwest. There was the land of the Lin family in Tianlong City.
A short sentence made Wu Shang's face turn even more gloomy, the surrounding tiger gaze guards each black face, surrounded Lin Yi in the middle, but fearfully did not dare to go forward.
Wu Shang took a step forward, pointed his golden sword forward, and coldly shouted: "Release the princess, I can let you siblings leave in peace, if you dare to touch a hair of the princess, you will be punished for your nine clans!"
Ning Xue clung her body to Wu Chen's arm, her small face still piled with fear, but she did not say a word, lest she disturb her brother.
"Is that so? It seems you didn't hear clearly what I was saying just now. Then I'll say it again - kneel down for me and slap yourself three times! You should be thankful that if you had really moved against my sister just now, I would have made you break your own arm and leg! Now ... gives you three seconds!"
"Three!"
"Holding the princess hostage and threatening the guard commander, any one of these is a capital offense. I can give you one more chance if you let go now!"
"Two!"
Wu Shang took another step forward, he never believed that this man would really do it.
"One!"
"WOO WAH!!!"
A slight ringing sound, accompanied by a young girl's howling cry, the guard's long knife cut a long wound on the young princess's delicate jade-like neck, and blood slowly gushed out. The poor little princess was so used to being a powerful and blessed person that she had never even been scolded, let alone had a knife slashed on her neck. Under the pain she cried heartbreakingly, miserable: "Uncle Wu ... save me ... hurry up and save me ah ... ooh wow ... really hurts ..."
Lin Yi's expression did not change in the slightest, as if he had just done a perfectly ordinary thing. His right hand lightly moved, holding the knife handle palm open, over her just been cut out of the wound, seems to do not want to be seen her injured.
"The three loud slapping sounds made the noisy crowd quiet down, and everyone had a look of disbelief.
"Let the princess go!" Wu Shang lowered his head, his whole body trembling, his fists clenched so fiercely that his nails almost sank into his flesh.
Those guards shouted and rushed to him to help him up, each one of them with their eyes cracked, hating that they couldn't cut Lin Yi to death by a thousand cuts. Wu Shang was their commander, moreover, it was their goal and pride, and now they were being trampled on with such dignity, how could they endure it.
"That's enough!" Long Yin finally stood out, his face still looked in disbelief. Was this still the mild-mannered and still somewhat reticent Lin Yi? Why did he act so recklessly, did he not know what he was doing? Does he not know that a martial artist can accept defeat, but never accept insult!
"Crown ... Crown Prince!" A dozen guards shouted out at the same time, then scrambled to their knees. Their kneeling immediately led to a chain reaction, the street was filled with panic, one after the other kneeling on the ground. The princess they can not worship, but how dare they dare not, because he is the future emperor ah!
Long Yin fiercely waved his hand to stop their shouting, then heaved a sigh: "Let my sister go."