Outside Nanjing City, Leng Junhan, dressed in white clothes stained with blood (both his own and others'), was fortunately not seriously injured. He無奈地低頭看了看身上的傷口，回頭再看向身後，一直追在他身後的大內侍衛還冇有追上來這才微微鬆了口氣，靠在山坡上準備歇息片刻。,"Prince Ding, we..." the captain of the guards who had just gotten up from the ground said cautiously.,Mo Xiaobao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren’t you going to chase after her"。