Rebirth: The paranoid war king was controlled by the crazy female protagonist

The dim night swallowed up the street, and Zhao Wanqiao's heart-wrenching cries seemed to buy no chance of survival.

Three men pressed her to the ground and greedily tore off her coat. There was a dead guard lying on the ground beside them.

"Help!"

"Bastard! Let me go!" Zhao Wanqiao struggled hard, fear and despair filled her heart.

"Pa!" The man lost his patience and slapped her in the face.

"Bitch! How dare you bite me!" The man shook off his arm that had tried to free himself.

For Zhao Wanqiao, who is outnumbered and powerless, this is the only solution she can think of.

"Go away! Don't touch me!" Tears of fear covered her twisted face, but she remained unyielding and did not even utter a word of begging.

The two men standing aside were staring around, constantly urging the people on the ground, seemingly waiting for someone.

Seeing that Zhao Wanqiao's clothes were already in tatters, he felt even more desperate.

What should she do? What on earth should she do?!

Suddenly, she felt the men's frozen movements.

Before she could see what was happening, there was a flash of light and one of the men fell to the ground.

"Who are you?!" Qing Yu's eyes were icy as they shone on the men.

The familiar voice made her feel so relieved at the moment, and she seemed to have more courage to resist.

The two men looked at each other and signaled to the people on the ground to continue doing what they were supposed to do.

One of the men responded to her words with a smile, "Didn't the princess ask me to do this?"

Hearing this, she frowned and immediately understood that it seemed someone had planned this.

The hair covered half of the face, and the shadow in the corner of the eye could not help but send a chill down one's spine.

"Slander? Then I have to let you know what the consequences are."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other three people took the opportunity to engage in a fight with her. She also understood their purpose, which was to destroy Zhao Wanqiao's innocence and then put the blame on her.

She found the right opportunity, attacked the people on the ground, and took the opportunity to rescue Zhao Wanqiao.

"Princess...Princess." Zhao Wanqiao's voice was trembling, and she tried to cover her dress which had been torn to pieces in a panic.

"Hide behind me." She lowered her voice between gasps, "Wait for my instructions before running away."

"Okay." The panicked Zhao Wanqiao quickly responded to her.

The remaining three men had no intention of leaving. They held their swords tightly and moved closer.

She was also prepared to deal with it, and among the three people, one was more powerful than her. Although he did not use any ruthless force, she could sense a different aura from the others.

In an instant, they were engaged in battle again, with swords clashing with harsh sounds and even sparks flying from the friction.

Before they could decide the winner, several dark shadows appeared before them.

She was shocked. It was those killers. Could they be accomplices? !

This was obviously not the case, because after just a few moves in the group fight, the three men retreated.

But their team fight has not ended. Could it be that their goals are different?

These killers are very smart and difficult to deal with, but now she has a weakness.

A man grabbed Zhao Wanqiao, raised the sword in his hand, and forced her to put it down.

If she didn't listen, she would stab Zhao Wanqiao in the chest in an instant.

But she knew that if she put down the sword, Zhao Wanqiao would die, and she would die too.

What should she do and how should she save Zhao Wanqiao.

She looked at Zhao Wanqiao, who had her eyes tightly closed, and said nothing. She knew that she wanted to live, but she didn't ask herself to save her.

The decision-making power is entirely given to her. She decides who lives and who dies.

"Let them kill her!"

"She is a woman who is in the way!"

"She would only hinder you if she lived."

"..."

Noisy sarcasm echoed in her mind, but she was not affected at all because she knew.

Zhao Wanqiao must survive.

She slowly leaned over, preparing to put the only weapon in her hand on the ground.

The killers were also ready to execute her at any time.

Just when everyone thought she would obey.

Suddenly, she tightened the dagger in her hand and rushed towards Zhao Wanqiao who was pinned to the ground as fast as she could.

The man holding Zhao Wanqiao was about to kill him with a single blow, but unexpectedly someone got there first.

She blocked the knife with her left arm, and the knife went straight into her arm.

Ignoring the pain, he cut the killer's neck with the dagger in his right hand, and the whole action was done in one go.

Pick up Zhao Wanqiao, "Let's go!"

Zhao Wanqiao didn't care about anything else and ran forward desperately.

She knew that she would only be a burden to the princess, so she had to leave quickly.

While Qing Yu was fighting back, he was directing Zhao Wanqiao to escape. Seeing a place to hide at the corner, the two of them quickly hid there.

The killer who ran away finally saved his life.

"Princess...you are injured!"

Zhao Wanqiao stared at her arm that was dripping with blood, and quickly tore off her lining cloth and wrapped it around her arm.

"Nothing... let's go." After a long battle and the injuries she suffered, her body gradually became weak.

After walking for a while, she heard the assassins surrounding her. It seemed that these people were determined to take her life today.

There are still four people left, so I still have a chance of winning alone. "You go this way, they are targeting me."

"No! Princess, you are already injured, I can't leave you alone."

"I can't take care of you now. The two of us together... there's little hope."

"No! We will definitely survive. I will seize the opportunity! I won't hold you back."

She listened to Zhao Wanqiao's tough tone and didn't have the energy to argue with her. She just... after experiencing life and death, it seemed pretty good to feel this way.

"Let's go." She didn't refuse anymore. They held each other's hands and ran together.

As she expected, they were soon exposed to the enemy again and engaged in a fight.

Zhao Wanqiao was not as weak as she imagined. She picked up the wooden stick that fell on the road and protected it behind her. Although it didn't do much, it made her feel more hopeful.

She discovered the enemy's weaknesses during the battle, but she didn't gain any advantage and was hit by several moves.

Zhao Wanqiao was knocked unconscious to the ground because he was not their target.

She stared at the last enemy, his staggering body, breathing heavily, but with a smile on his face.

"Guess how many moves it will take me to get rid of you?"

The killer didn't say anything, holding the sword in his hand, as if hesitating about something.

After a moment of silence, the killer leaped away.

After making sure he was really gone, he leaned on the ground in a relaxed manner.

Looking at the wreckage on the ground, he stood up again and walked towards the unconscious Zhao Wanqiao.

He put all his strength into carrying her on his back and walked towards the palace.

Finally, when she was about to collapse, she heard the familiar sound of horse hooves.