Inside the carriage, Yang Yunxue stared blankly at the arrowhead that was nearly before her eyes. Had Yu Qingyi not grabbed the arrow, it definitely would have struck her.
"Get down!"
Yu Qingyi pressed down on Yang Yunxue, who was still in a daze, and in the next instant, drew her sword and leapt out of the carriage.
"Mother, be careful!"
Yang Yunxue regained her senses and hurriedly shouted.
At this moment, more than a dozen figures clad in black were already rushing towards the convoy from the hillside.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered close-quarter combat.
Su Bai paid no attention to the others, and led two Postnatal Martial Artists, charging directly towards the carriage.
Just as they were a dozen steps away from the carriage, Yu Qingyi burst out from within.
"Where from are these thieves, daring to ambush this lady!"
Yu Qingyi held her sword in one hand, her bright eyes fixating on the three, including Su Bai, with excitement flickering within.
