C1676 Yan Xisheng Who Was Crying like a Ghost

The visitor was Jiuchen. Yan recognized the voice instantly.

"Get me out of here! I can help the prince..."

Before Yan could finish her plea, a flash of cold steel interrupted her.

Bang—

In the nick of time, a hidden weapon deflected the sharp blade just as it neared Yan's neck! Like a storm, more hidden weapons rained down, forcing Jiuchen to retreat a few steps