Chapter 68: You're Not Afraid of Death, What Are You Afraid of?
Zi Ye suddenly picked up a wooden table beside him, and threw it over, and the people flew up at the same time.
When the guards behind the prince saw that their master was attacked, their faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly rushed up, trying to block the wooden table that Zi Ye flew into.
If Ziye wants to beat the prince, he won't let people protect him.
As her footsteps swirled, everywhere she passed, tables flew out like spinning saucers, spinning in parallel.
Zi Yan's eyebrows trembled slightly, and in the depths of his eyes, the meaning of surprise was very obvious, his gaze was tightly locked on Zi Ye's steps, and his brows became more and more wrinkled the more he looked.
Purple Night's pace was definitely something he had never seen before, just like Purple Night, what it gave him was a completely fresh feeling.
After the rotating table touched the prince's guards, the sound of oops and pains continued, and as the wooden table fell, the guards also lay down a lot.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Zi Ye had already flashed in front of the prince with a desktop as the pioneer.
The prince finally came to his senses at this time, and he didn't expect that this purple night would be bold enough to do something to him.
Now when he saw the purple night coming violently, he instinctively turned around and fled, but before he took a step, he was hit in the back by the table behind him.
The staff was about to step forward and lift the table, but Zi Ye stepped on the table and shouted: "Get out." ”
There was an inexplicable horror on her body, which made the staff instinctively swallow a mouthful of saliva and carefully retreat to the side after meeting her eyes.
"That...... Young Master Zi, this is the prince, you can't touch him, otherwise you will be unlucky......"
"I didn't think about touching him, it was the table that touched him," Zi Ye squinted coldly, "but if the prince insists on his intentions, he just doesn't apologize, and the next thing to touch him is not the table......"
She slammed her toes and shouted, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, are you still insisting on not apologizing?" ”
"Don't you think about ......it," the prince gritted his teeth and said, "If you want this prince to apologize, unless I die......"
"That's good...... Zi Ye suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Shao Er, take the sword and ......"
"Ah......h
Shao Er instinctively exclaimed: "Purple Night ......"
Shao Youyou pinched his arm forcefully, and in his screams of pain, he decisively pulled out his saber and gave it to Zi Ye.
"Night Brother......
The corners of Zi Yan's lips couldn't help but smile, this girl, like Zi Ye, was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.
Zi Ye held a sword in his hand and pointed it behind the prince's ear, and the sharp tip of the sword made him tremble: "What are you going to do?" ”
Although he was forced to be calm, his voice had changed his tone.
"What to do? The prince is not afraid of death, what are you afraid of? ”
The blade of the purple night slapped the prince's cheek, and a narrow smile instantly spread to the bottom of his eyes.
"The little one is in the fulfillment of the prince's loyalty......
"You dare to ...... If you kill me, the nine clans of the Purple Family will be wiped out......"
Zi Ye didn't say anything more, but picked up the table, kicked it away, and the blade of the sword slashed through a graceful arc and landed on the back of the prince's head.
The cold and piercing feeling made the prince scream in an instant, and a foul smell instantly spread and dispersed, and the consciousness of despair made him instinctively roar.
"Ah, help...... I apologize, I apologize ......".
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