I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 191 Assassination Attempt Encountered Danger

Before the two even stepped inside, a group of men in black rushed out and surrounded them!

Zhongli Yueluo was also startled by the sudden appearance of the man in black and tightly grabbed Su Fengjun's hand.

Su Fengjun, holding his sword, pulled Zhongli Yueluo behind him.

Sensing the presence of these men in black, they realized they were members of the Ghost Clan! But why would they do this?

"Do you people even know who I am? Get out of here at once!" Zhongli Yuelu shouted, mustering her courage.

She frowned; this was somewhat different from the arrangement Gongshu Liang had described.

These people looked like they were about to rush up and kill them at any moment.

The men in black laughed and laughed when they heard Zhongli Yueluo say that.

"Look at her, still putting on airs like a princess. Who would have thought the princess of West Demon Mountain would be such a useless piece of trash!"

Zhongli Yueluo hates being called useless because she can't compare to her sister in anything.

She wanted to say something more, but couldn't. Her eyes were red, and she only glanced at Su Fengjun.

Seeing her extremely aggrieved appearance, Su Fengjun felt a nameless anger rise in his heart.

"You are all members of my Ghost Clan, why are you blocking our way here?" Su Fengjun narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Hey guys, since he recognized us as members of the Ghost Clan, we're even less likely to let him live!"

As they talked, they all showed off their weapons, the bright light shining on them.

Zhongli Yueluo also sensed the danger and was terrified, so she tightly gripped Su Fengjun's sleeve.

"Princess, hold on tight!"

He protected Zhongli Yueluo with his left hand and held a sword in his right.

He silently chanted an incantation and swept out, a wave of sword energy sending them flying far away.

"As expected of the young lord of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan, he's got some skills."

As he spoke, he fearlessly stepped forward, and sparks flew as their swords clashed.

Zhongli Yueluo was so frightened that she covered her head. She had never seen such a scene of fighting and killing before.

The last man in black swung his knife at Zhongli Yueluo, and Su Fengjun didn't have time to protect her.

As she watched the knife grow larger in her pupils, Su Fengjun stepped back and forcefully blocked the attack with her arm.

"Princess, run!"

Zhongli Yueluo's legs went weak with fear. She wanted to run away, but she couldn't stand up.

He swung his sword again, deflecting the man in black before him, and blood dripped from his arm onto Zhongli Yueluo's face.

The liquid was lukewarm and had a fishy smell. She asked with concern, "Are you alright, Su Fengjun?"

He shook his head coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Even if they are of the same race, don't blame him for killing them.

With a kick to the abdomen of the man in black, and a swift stroke of the sword, a gash appeared in his throat.

The man in black clutched his neck with both hands, blood gushing out continuously, and blood bubbles gurgling from his mouth.

It's unclear what they were saying, but they ended up fighting the man in black for several rounds.

Some were killed, some were defeated, and Su Fengjun also had several wounds on his body.

Finally, the men in black fled with their tails between their legs, and Zhongli Yueluo then used all four limbs to help Su Fengjun up.

Her heart was pounding.

Thinking to himself that if this was Gongshu Liang's arrangement, it was perhaps too cruel.

Moreover, that man in black really wanted to kill her, and it was only thanks to Su Fengjun that she was saved.

Her eyes welled up with tears for a moment as she looked up at him, even though she had said such hurtful things to him.

"Su Fengjun, why?"

"Because you are a princess, it is my duty to protect you."

He frowned as he sheathed his sword, then looked at the bleeding wound on his arm.

"Hmph, do you think that just because you protected me, I will like you?"

Zhongli Yueluo stood up and dusted herself off.

But he still held a bandage in his hand, ready to bandage his wound.

Su Fengjun looked down at her, thinking that she was clearly not that kind of person, yet she insisted on saying such awkward things.

"Hurry up and put your hand out, this princess doesn't want to owe you a favor!"

Su Fengjun obediently stretched out his hand, and Zhongli Yueluo gritted her teeth when she saw the flesh turned inside out.

She shook her head and blew on it for him, saying, "Whoosh, whoosh."

Such a big cut must hurt a lot, but he didn't utter a sound, which made her feel a little guilty.

It was Gongshu Liang's guidance that led him here.

But to her surprise, those men in black actually tried to kill her!

"Let's hurry back to the inn; it's too dangerous outside!" Zhongli Yueluo dared not linger here.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, those men in black would come back and attack again.

"Princess, does your foot still hurt?" He was genuinely asking.

"Are you deliberately trying to provoke this princess?" Zhongli Yuelu pouted; her legs were indeed trembling with fear.

Su Fengjun squatted down in front of her, and Zhongli Yueluo looked at his broad back: "No need!"

“I can carry the princess on my back with one hand, so the princess doesn’t need to worry.”

"You're overthinking it, thinking I'm worried about you!"

She walked ahead in a huff, with Su Fengjun following behind, neither of them saying much along the way.

The mission of those men in black wasn't a complete failure; their main objective was simply to injure Su Fengjun.

When he returned and reported to Gongshu Liang, he gave the truth.

"I understand. You may all leave now. I'll make arrangements for you next time. There's still some time."

"The Zisang clan is willing to cooperate with the future Demon Lord of West Demon Mountain for a long time."

The men in black bowed and disappeared before his eyes.

Gongshu Liang thought that as long as he took their eyes at the appointed time, he could go to the Zheng tribe to take their horns.

Actually, we should thank Zhongli Yueluo, that fool.

I really don't understand what's so great about her, that those three people are so devoted to her.

She's not as good-looking as Zhong Liyu, and her figure isn't as good either.

He was even less capable than Zhong Liyu in that respect, even though he had never tried it.

At this moment, he looked out the window again, as if calculating the time; he couldn't very well not show himself.

"Alright, it's time to go and check on her."

He got up, straightened his clothes, asked about her whereabouts, and then headed towards her.

Meanwhile, Zhong Liyueluo and Su Fengjun had returned to the inn and happened to run into Gongshuliang at the door.

With just one glance, Zhongli Yueluo immediately rushed over and hugged Gongshu Liang tightly.

She buried her head in his chest: "Brother Liang, it wasn't you, was it?" She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

Gongshu Liang pushed her away: "What's wrong with you two?"

Zhongli Yueluo didn't understand why he was asking a question he already knew the answer to; that group of people was actually arranged by him.

"Someone tried to assassinate me and the princess, but it was just a false alarm."

Su Fengjun replied coldly, but Gongshu Liang's gaze fell on the wound on his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Oh, then Prince Consort Feng should take good care of his injuries."

Those sinister eyes were narrowed, revealing a scheming nature; it was impossible to know what they were thinking.