"Why, if you leave this sentence, you want to retreat with your whole body" A cold voice sounded, and anyone could hear the dangerous elements in this sentence.

The people in black looked at Lan Lingxuan's cold face, and they all had no bottom in their hearts, indeed, they were ready to retreat, and the people who sent them said that they didn't want to go against Dongyang Kingdom, but it was not their expectation to anger Lan Lingxuan.

"Dongwang Mo wants to embarrass us," the man in black who pretended to be calm responded to Lan Lingxuan, and the knife in his hand couldn't help but clench a little.

How could the inadvertent small movements dodge from under Lan Lingxuan's nose: "You are so bold, you actually want to come and go freely in the palace of the Eastern Kingdom, do you think this king will let you go," squinted his eyes slightly, those eyes revealed an extremely dangerous brilliance, which made people feel afraid at a glance.

"I won't want your life" The indifferent voice slowly overflowed, with paleness and powerlessness.

The place on the white clothes that was originally stained with the bright red blood was already a dark red at this moment, and Lan Lingxuan, who was looking at it, felt a pain in his heart.

"Hmph" was another muffled snort, a disdainful snort coming from the middle of the group of men in black.

"As long as you answer my questions honestly, I will spare all of you" gasped weakly, the pain in her arms spread, but her heart could only bear numbly, at this moment, she could no longer see anything clearly, and her heart was blank like a mist in this bamboo forest, which wrapped around her heart, covering her eyes, covering her ears, everything, like a dream.

The wind blew lightly between the bamboos, and the leaves and leaves played a cheerful song, but at this moment, the place suddenly became a little more lonely, and the atmosphere in the forest lost its natural freshness, on the contrary, it was a little more depressed and dull.

"Don't ask, don't ask anything" Dodging, Lan Lingxuan pulled her away from the man in black, tears flickered, she tried her best to hold back her tears, and at the moment she was swirling in those clear eyes, she made him feel so distressed, it really hurt.

The soft voice floated down her ears, but she ignored it: "No, I want to ask" There was no emotion in her voice, in fact, she just wanted to confirm a fact, nothing more.

"Who are you" She opened her lips lightly, her eyes fixed on the man in black who had been seriously injured by Lan Lingxuan.

Her instincts told her that she should know this woman, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't remember why this voice was so familiar.

"I, Nangong Luojing, you really don't recognize me" At this moment, what kind of arrogance and contempt should the face under the veil smile.

"You are" Nangong Luo Jing tried hard to hear this voice, and suddenly remembered: "You are the Qing'er next to Situ Yuli" Unbelievable, really unbelievable, Nangong Luo Jing would never have thought that this masked man in black, who kept saying that the person who wanted to kill her was actually the person next to Situ Yuli.

In that case, then she still has any questions about all this.

Before leaving the palace, Yang Mu had told her that Situ Yuli would not let go of himself easily, and now this scene is just to be shown to her, wanting to provoke a misunderstanding between her and Feng Yihan.

Situ Yuli, Situ Yuli, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless.

The clenched hand tightened a little, and the slightest pain in her palm made her sober up a little.

"Situ Yuli sent you to kill me"

"Yes what, now I am in your hands, I want to kill or scrape, whatever you want"

The wind picked up and dispersed the mist in the woods.

Nangong Luojing raised her head to meet Qing'er's death-defying eyes: "Even if you let you succeed today, even if I am really killed by you, she won't get anything."

The corners of her clothes are flying, as smooth as silk, her voice is faint, and it blows through her ears like the wind in the forest, which makes people's hearts move unconsciously.

"Haha, you shouldn't know that the king is good to Miss, more than a hundred times and a thousand times more than you, as long as you die, the queen of Xiling will only be her, and it can only be her" The flirtatious smile spread throughout the forest, and every word and sentence pierced Nangong Luojing's heart like a fine needle.

The king's kindness to the young lady is a hundred times more than yours, as long as you die, the queen of Xiling will only be her, and she can only be her.

"Yes" Nangong Luo Jing twisted his eyebrows, suppressed the unknown emotions spreading in his heart, and opened his mouth coldly.

But her heart was so empty that she didn't know what to do, staring blankly at the world in the fog, she lost the motivation to hold on.

Unexpectedly cold, but also an unexpected answer, which made Qing'er smile: "What about Nangong Luojing's overturning city and country, my young lady has never lost to you"

"Enough," he shouted, and the man standing next to him finally spoke.

"Jing'er" The next moment, he gently called her name, a familiar but unfamiliar breath lingered under his nose, and the next moment, the red clothes were raised, and he used his hand to block the light in her eyes looking forward: "Close your eyes, cover your ears, and then don't ask anything, because with me, no one will hurt you"

Only his palm was close to her face, but he couldn't pull her thoughts back, and at this moment she knew that sometimes, the pain did not sweep like a storm, but penetrated into the bone marrow bit by bit, faintly hurting, making it impossible to find the original source.

"Yang Mu, not a single living mouth is allowed to stay" Lan Lingxuan's eyes glanced at the man who had just appeared beside him, and said coldly.

The coldness in his words was something that Yang Mu, who had been his friend for many years, had never seen it, and he hadn't heard those conversations just now, and the people who came claimed that it was the will of King Fengxi, and this alone made it clear in his heart that the size of this matter was clear in his heart.

"Your Majesty, please think twice" Yang Mu's eyes swept over the group of black-clothed people, and then stopped at the dark bloodstains, his heart shook slightly, and he finally understood why he lost his mind.

"Think twice, your business, this king will settle accounts with you later, now, this king orders you to kill this group of assassins immediately" The cold words overflowed from between the thin lips, without any warmth, at this moment, he only cared about the woman in front of him.

Listening to this indifferent voice, he was helpless, but he couldn't disobey: "Obey the order"

Yang Mu slowly walked towards the group of black-clothed people, and the hearts of the black-clothed people tightened, and after looking at each other in pairs, they were resolute, raised the knife in their hands, and rushed towards Yang Mu.

Ignoring the battle that was about to unfold in front of him, Lan Lingxuan lowered his eyes and said softly: "Let's go back, okay" hugged the person in his arms, her silence, her silence, as if she had stabbed a few holes in his heart, a heart-rending pain.