The sun is shining, the golden light is shining through the treetops, the grass is delicious, the flowers are like fire, everything is too beautiful to describe in words.

The drums were beating faster and faster, and the violent drums were almost breaking through the sky. The birds in the dense forest flew up in a panic, and the sound of wings fluttering was extremely chaotic.

The longitudinal horse looks like it is galloping, but the horse under her is prepared for her by Zhu Qian, a standard inferior horse, she can't get up fast if she wants to, so she can only make a look. When Murong Yu heard this anxious drumming, she couldn't help frowning slightly, the drumming was so urgent, was it really an assassination?

How is it possible, Qian En and the others secretly took the dragoon guard to protect Zhu Qian, even if Zuo Xiang made a move at the same time, there should not be such a situation, could someone really assassinate the Queen Mother?

"Come up!" As her mind turned, she suddenly said coldly.

Murong Yu turned her head and glanced at the horse under the detachment, she didn't know the horse, but the detachment riding was definitely better than the one she had specially arranged. didn't hesitate at the moment, slapped her palm on the horse's back, Murong Yu jumped in the air, and stood straight on the horse's back behind Toto, she wanted to see what was going on?

He didn't say much, but he sat down with his legs slightly clamped, and the snow-colored BMW immediately shot out like a sword, twice as fast as just now. Chasing the clouds and the moon, it was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, he rushed to the chaotic assassination place with Murong Yu on his shoulders.

The horses were so fast that it looked like they were the first to get here. In chaos, the Praetorian Guards escorted the Queen Mother and hurriedly retreated backwards. King Ning beside him was injured in the shoulder, a large piece of blood smeared out, and his pale face staggered to follow, and in the dense forest in front of him, a sword exchange could be heard, which could be heard from miles away.

There is no figure of Zhu Qian, nor is there a figure of Qian En and others, and the people around the emperor are not there. Murong Yu stood tall and saw everything in his eyes for the first time, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and an invisible murderous aura immediately burst out.

"Whoosh!" a sharp arrow shot out of the air from the dense forest, shooting towards the Queen Mother who was hurriedly retreating, menacing.

The Queen Mother is surrounded by forbidden troops, but there are few masters who can take the shot, and the only Ming general, the second General Jiafei, is protecting King Ning. Murong Yu frowned when she saw this, and as soon as she raised her hand, a small arrow suddenly flew out, and the latter came first, and an arrow smashed away the sharp arrow that was shooting at the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother turned her head sideways and saw that it was Murong Yu and Toto, and immediately said with great joy: "Murong Yu, go quickly, the emperor is still inside, quick, we have been ambushed, the emperor asked the palace to go first, he is behind the palace, go quickly." In three words, the main situation was explained.

Murong Yu's face suddenly turned cold when she heard this, this is really to assassinate the Queen Mother, and if you give him ten guts, Zuo Xiang will not dare to assassinate the Queen Mother, so who is it?

"Borrow a horse. Coldly throwing down the four words, Murong Yu suddenly grabbed it and threw it forward.

Tokhoff didn't object, but he flew into the ground diagonally first, and gave the horse to Murong Yu, asking him to bring her here, asking him to save Zhu Qian, and getting involved in the assassination of the monarch of the Ming Dynasty, he didn't have that interest. Besides, as the prince of Warat, he represents Warat, and in this case, it is not a good thing to be too enthusiastic.

With her legs clamped, Murong Yu did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the dense forest in front of her. There was a shouting and shouting of killing, swords and swords everywhere, and the dense forest was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The Queen Mother was only followed by King Ning and Zhu Qian, and General Murong and General Fei, a group of Praetorian Guards, and there were not many people.

Who would have thought that on their own territory, they would encounter such a large-scale assassination, these people are obviously insufficient, many Janissaries retreated with the Queen Mother and King Ning, and the rest of the dense forest is only a few dozen people, and a large number of reinforcements have not yet arrived.

The green-clad assassin is a tender green that easily blends with the grass and trees. There are not many assassins, but they are definitely one to block a hundred, and dozens of Praetorian Guards are like chopping vegetables, and there are no people when they go down, but from the moment Murong Yu rushed over, more than a dozen fell.

At this time, the assassins were desperately attacking Zhu Qian, as if their assassination target was not the Queen Mother, but Zhu Qian.

And at the top of the edge of the mountain wall, Zhu Qian was full of slaughter, his black hair was in the air, his body was stained with blood, and the cadre sword in his hand was almost merged into a blood sword, and the horses had long been gone.

By his side, Murong Wudi and Qian En and other dragoon guards guarded him tightly, and the two sides fought fiercely. They were about to kill Zhu Qian, Murong Yu's eyes were blood-red in an instant, and a hideous murderous aura came out of her body.

"Bang!" With a crisp collision sound, Zhu Qian couldn't help but raise his head when he saw that the sharp arrow shot at him was hit straight by an object in mid-air.

Seeing it, Murong Yu, who was dressed in emerald blue, rushed towards her with murderous aura. The long sword was vertical and horizontal, and the momentum was extremely fast, and a sword stabbed out from an unbelievable place, and a life ended in Murong Yu's hands in an instant.

Murong Yu's shot was very fast, the speed of the snow-white BMW was even faster, one person and one horse passed by, only to see a piece of blood blooming beside her, and the person next to her had already fallen to the ground with shocked eyes before he noticed where the weapon came from.

There is no fierce move fight, no blood flowers fluttering in the sky, only the hand rises and falls, only a sword kills, as if the scythe of death is harvesting life, everything is silent, and it is extremely strange in this fierce killing field.

There is no expression, no temperature, only murderous aura, a strong murderous aura, in the depths of Murong Yu's eyes, there is a flame burning in the sky, and what is flaunting is a bloodthirsty soul.

Zhu Qian's eyes widened slightly when he saw this, the first time he saw Murong Yu kill someone, although he had seen Murong Yu's skills many times before, and knew that although Murong Yu's moves were very concise, they were very powerful, but he had never seen her kill. Cold and merciless, a one-hit kill, that speed, that lore, oh my.

"Killing, it's not for you to embroider, what do you need so many tricks to do? One move, just one move that hits the key point is enough. ”

This is what Murong Yu once said, he originally thought that it was just talking, and it was enough to be able to do one trick there. Now I know that if Murong Yu can say it, she will definitely do it.

One move, just one move, the kind of move that is so concise that it can't be more concise, but it's so sharp that no one can bear it, a fatal move, Zhu Qian was shocked.

Murong Yu rode a horse and came quickly, her murderous aura blooming in the night sky, and the terrifying smell of blood was even more terrifying than the long sword in her hand. A cold aura enveloped her body, like death wielding a scythe, the kind of cold slaughter from hell almost made people feel fear from their hearts.

Qian En, Murong Wudi and the others looked at Murong Yu who came quickly in shock, at this moment, Murong Yu, who was full of bloodthirsty breath, couldn't take their eyes off, and simply worshiped from their hearts, this is the god in charge of killing.

The Green Assassins are frightened, the assassins are nothing more than killers, they are the most sensitive to breath, they can fight to the death for people in other worlds, but for the kings of their worlds, the kind of fear and fear that emanates from the heart cannot be stopped.

For a while, all the assassins seemed to have forgotten that they were here to assassinate Zhu Qian, and reflexively rushed towards Murong Yu together.

The blade of the sword slashed, sharp and decisive, a corpse, a place of blood, Murong Yu passed by, who dared to fight.

The blood slowly dripped into the ground along the long sword, stepping over the vast corpse, Murong Yu, who came in blood, jumped down the snow-colored BMW, stood firmly in front of Zhu Qian, and looked at Zhu Qian anxiously with blood-red eyes: "Are you okay?"

Looking down at Murong Yu, whose face was calm, but her eyes were full of anxiety, Zhu Qian slightly reached out to wipe the blood on Murong Yu's cheeks, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "You underestimate me too much, how can I have anything? These are their blood." ”

He Zhu Qian is a person who has come from hell, how could such an assassin hurt him? But his little concubine really warmed his heart, the murderous eyes, the resolute ruthlessness, the bloody rush to the front of him, three words, it's okay.

Hearing from such a cold-blooded person, from the mouth of such a person walking on the ground with an unchanged face, the feeling is indescribable.

Holding Murong Yu's little face with both hands, Zhu Qian lowered his head and kissed Murong Yu's lips lightly. It's very gentle, it's like water, it's hotter than the sun.

Murong Yu slowly closed her eyes, let Zhu Qian kiss her gently, and muttered, "It's okay." ”

It's okay, her Zhu Qian is fine. The corners of his mouth outlined a bewitching smile, and Zhu Qian's kiss became lighter.

A corpse, a place with a strong smell of blood, but in such a field, the iron-blooded sword, the gentle kiss, but strangely blooming flowers, fragrant flowers. There was no noisy sound of swords, no hideous murderous aura, everything was quiet at this time, only the sound of the wind blowing, only the sound of the treetops shaking, only the sound of the wounded soldiers moaning slightly.

Murong Wudi, who was standing next to him and didn't make a sound, came back to his senses a little at this time, glanced at the corpses lying all over the ground in front of him, and his old face twitched slightly. It's so powerful, such a sharp sword, so one blow kills, one blow kills.

His hand trembled slightly, if this sword was stabbed on his body, would he be able to resist it? His eyebrows were tightly frowned, no, that kind of completely weird angle, that kind of sharp killing that he couldn't resist, he couldn't avoid it.

A trace of cold sweat crossed the corner of his forehead, and Murong Wudi secretly rejoiced, fortunately they found her, fortunately they chose to stand on her side, otherwise......

The scorching wind of early summer blew a bloody dance, and the dense forest looked at this scene coldly, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and the breeze blew his white robe, fluttering out of the dust.