My wife came from billions of years ago

Long street, strong wind, and carriages.

Li Yian cried out in surprise, and ten figures floated down from the pavilion in the darkness. They were wearing night clothes and holding long swords that flashed with cold light. They kept approaching the carriage.

At first glance, it seems that he came prepared.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murders and arson.

Ye Daosheng lifted the curtain and looked out. The men in black were already approaching the carriage, and the air was filled with murderous aura and chilling coldness.

This is the first time I feel danger after traveling here for so long.

It stands to reason that no one would dare to commit murder in the capital, an important area at the foot of the imperial city.

The black-clad assassins ignored the laws of the Qin Dynasty and stabbed the prince despite knowing his identity. What a group of arrogant people they are.

Ye Daosheng tried to calm himself down and think of a way to escape. Li Yian in front of him said, "My lord, please go back the way you came. I will stop them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted the horse's neck. The carriage turned around and moved forward. In the darkness, a figure floated down like a ghost and blocked the way in front of the carriage. The horse was frightened and its front hooves flew into the air.

The roar broke the tranquility of the night, and the sudden change almost knocked Ye Daosheng unconscious in the carriage.

Clamp the chicken from front to back?

Ding ding.

Dangdang.

The sound of Li Yian and the assassin fighting behind him spread, and the sound of weapons clashing was endless. Ye Daosheng steadied himself in the carriage, feeling extremely panicked.

boom.

A loud bang was heard and the carriage disappeared into nothingness.

Ye Daosheng was disheveled in the wind.

It's so fucking brutal.

The men in black surrounded him, and their shining swords looked like the scythe of the god of death, ready to take his life at any time.

"Your Highness Prince Ning, please hand over the things obediently."

Upon hearing this, Ye Daosheng realized that these people were coming for him, and the thing they were talking about should be the magic herb given to him by Emperor Qin.

Since the Zhixian Grass is in his hands, these people must have been to Yunxian Mountain.

Ye Daosheng pretended to be calm and dismounted. He first calmed the horse and said, "You are here for the magic grass, right?"

"If you want it, I will give it to you."

"The martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing... Hey, the magic herb is here, come and take it!"

The man in black was a little confused. He didn't expect Ye Daosheng to be so aware of the situation. He decided to go forward and take the magic herb himself, and then kill Ye Daosheng.

Ye Daosheng saw the man in black reaching out to take the magic herb, "Wait, I know you took the magic herb and you will kill me. Let me know who sent you here."

"King Ning wants to know, but I won't tell you!" As he spoke, the man in black reached out to take the magic herb. Ye Daosheng seized the opportunity and slapped the man in black on the shoulder.

boom.

The man in black didn't move at all.

Grass,.

what's the situation?

Ye Daosheng: “…”

Man in black:"......"

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

It was embarrassing that the flame did not appear in the palm of my hand.

Even the men in black were confused, "Is Prince Ning planning to launch a sneak attack on me?"

Ye Daosheng smiled awkwardly, raised his hand and put the fairy grass into his mouth, then... turned around and ran...

"Kill King Ning, cut him open, and take out the magic grass for me!"

Hearing the assassin's voice behind him, Ye Daosheng was terrified. There were wolves in front of him and tigers behind him. There was nowhere to run.

If I get caught up, I'll be dead.

"The public security in Qindu is so poor. There was such a loud noise, but no patrol came? No wonder the assassin dared to kill in the street."

"Run!"

"Your Highness Prince Ning, keep running!"

"There's nowhere to go, hehe..."

Damn, is this assassin serious?

What does he mean by hehe?

Ten assassins drew their swords and slashed at Ye Daosheng. He could clearly feel that death was at hand and he had no way to stop it.

Are you going to die now?

They will also be disemboweled, how miserable.

I brought shame to the time travelers.

Ye Daosheng knew that he was doomed.

But when the assassin's sword was 0.01 centimeter away from him, it suddenly stopped, as if a mysterious force bound the sword and prevented it from hitting him.

How is this going?

"How can we allow you to act so recklessly in the capital?"

The voice came from the sky. Ye Daosheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man in white clothes floating down in the air under the moonlight. He had white eyebrows and beard, and his temperament was elegant, like a fairy from the sky.

"Mr. Sansheng!"

Memories of the old man emerged in his mind, Mr. Sansheng of the Fuziyuan. He was neither the dean nor the master, but an old man who managed the library in the courtyard.

Ye Daosheng knew that Mr. Sansheng was definitely a person like the Sweeping Monk, and he would find a way to get along well with him when he returned to the Confucius Courtyard.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Please don't worry about it, sir. I'm fine!"

Mr. Sansheng waved his sleeves lightly, and the assassins were knocked out with their swords. They fell heavily to the ground, blood spurted out of their mouths, and they instantly lost their combat effectiveness.

"So strong!"

Ye Daosheng exclaimed.

"You are too bold to assassinate Prince Ning. Go back and tell your master to be more restrained in Xianyang City, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Everyone fled, crawling and rolling. The assassin who was fighting with Li Yian also fought and retreated, quickly disappearing into the night.

"Send Prince Ning back home!"

Li Yian bowed and was about to kowtow to express his gratitude when Mr. Sansheng put his hands behind his back and disappeared from their sight like a flying moon.

"Prince Ning, remember to enter the academy."

......

The two men watched Mr. Sansheng leave. Ye Daosheng was unable to calm down for a long time. He somewhat admired strong men like Mr. Sansheng, who could decide life and death with just a word.

If he had such strength, why would he be afraid of conspiracies and intrigues?

The assassin first assassinated his father at Yunxian Mountain, and then assassinated him in the street.

No matter whether it is him or the prince in the car tonight, the assassin will kill him.

The Qin Dynasty is not at peace.

Ye Daosheng vowed to become stronger and to control his own destiny. What happened tonight was the first and last time.

The chariot was destroyed by the assassin. Li Yi'an led the horse to escort Ye Daosheng back to the palace. "Your Majesty, it was my incompetence that almost got you assassinated."

"It has nothing to do with you!"

"Li Yi'an, you are an eighth-rank cultivator, what are the strengths of those assassins?"

"Your Majesty, they are all at the early eighth level."

Ye Daosheng nodded, his thoughts racing. It was impossible for an ordinary person to raise so many eighth-rank cultivators in the imperial capital. "Li Yian, do you know what Mr. Sansheng's strength is?"

Li Yian shook his head. "There are many rumors about Mr. Sansheng, but no one knows his true ability. I have been in the imperial capital for 30 years, and this is the first time I have seen him take action."

Ye Daosheng remained silent.

Outside the palace.

After saying goodbye to Li Yian, he walked quickly towards the mansion.

At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable. A force inexplicably appeared in his body, as if it was going to burst his stomach.

Why is this happening?

Could it be because I accidentally ate the herbal jelly?

"Your Highness, you are back!"

"Alian, is the princess resting?"

"Not yet, the princess is waiting for His Highness to come back!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Daosheng rushed towards the palace. Now only Dao Qingluo could solve his physical problem.

He pushed open the door and entered the palace. The scene before him was too erotic and made him feel distracted...

"My beloved, help me. It's so swollen! Quick... help me!"