Boom!

When Jian Feng was close to his neck, Dongfang felt pain in his neck and lost consciousness in a trance. щ.com

Want to die?

Ji Xuanling glanced coldly at Dongfang, who was paralyzed on the ground, and muttered coldly.

The leader of the Assassins had already fled, so how could he be allowed to commit suicide and apologize.

Capture her, follow the vine, find out the assassin's lair, find out the instigator behind her, and kill all of them, so that you can vent your hatred and rest assured.

"Tie up, and she must not be allowed to commit suicide."

Ji Xuanling commanded the Qin army beside him, glanced at the Quartet with cold eyes, and rushed into the fleeing assassins with his sword, slashing the chaos and killing the Quartet with a quick sword.

For a moment, he was like a demon god, the blade of the sword passed, blood splattered, the assassin was injured and wailed, and the screams were endless.

Under his leadership, the Qin army accelerated their killing, capturing many wounded Assassins alive.

The courtyard is like an ancient battlefield, bloody and cruel.

At this time, a maid from the inner palace who was protected by the Qin army came over, and the maid's expression was pale, and she was frightened by the scene in front of her, and shouted urgently: "Your Majesty, in the inner palace, there is a mother who is injured!" ”

Female relatives injured?

During the killing, Ji Xuanling heard the sound, hurriedly jumped out, and asked the maid urgently: "Who was injured?" ”

On the night of the candles in the cave room, a large number of assassins broke into the mansion to assassinate him, disturbing his good deeds. threaten his safety.

Now there is a princess in the inner courtyard who is wounded.

The maid said tremblingly: "Concubine Zhao and Concubine Liu." ”

Zhao Yiren?

Liu Xiangjun?

At night, he told Ruan to fall into the city, and Princess Mengluo went to comfort Princess Ruyi, Princess Fuyao, Zhao Yiren, Liu Xiangjun, and Mu Wanyu to stay together.

It was a little far away from Princess Wuyang's wedding room, and there were assassins who broke through.

In this way, the assassins who came tonight are ready to wash the palace of King Qin in blood, leaving no one alive.

Ji Xuanling didn't dare to stay for a long time, turned to Gao Zongli and shouted: "General Gao, you lead the troops to capture all the assassins, and you must not let them escape. ”

"Whoa!"

Gao Zongli responded.

Ji Xuanling followed the maid, and several Qin soldiers followed the protection, and quickly went to the courtyard where Zhao Yiren and Liu Xiangjun were located.

If he remembered correctly, Liu Muchen should be in charge of protecting.

Along the way, in many places in the Qin Palace, there was still a loud sound of soldiers colliding, and the assassins who broke into the Qin Palace's palace at night seemed to be far more than they had seen.

In the corridors, courtyards, and gardens, there were many corpses of Assassins scattered around.

In many places, the Qin army in the courtyard was fighting with the assassins, and the cries of killing and the crashing of soldiers came and went.

When Ji Xuanling was on his way, he also killed several assassins who came to assassinate him.

At this point, he was completely annoyed by the Assassin's actions.

Do these bastards regard the Qin Palace's palace as a battlefield? Send so many assassins.

When he arrived at the courtyard where Zhao Yiren, Liu Xiangjun, and Mu Wanyu were, under the bright light, dozens of Qin troops were blocking the intruding assassins.

There were many corpses on the ground, and many more people were injured, including the Qin army and the assassins.

Liu Xiangjun was lying in a pool of blood, and Liu Muchen took a few Qin soldiers to protect her side, blocking the assassins who tried to attack.

A little farther away, more than a dozen Qin troops were protecting Zhao Yiren and blocking the assassins.

Fortunately, Zhao Yiren was protected in the center, and although he screamed in fright, his injuries did not seem to be as serious as Liu Xiangjun's.

Seeing this, Ji Xuanling rushed forward with several Qin troops, cooperated with Liu Muchen and others, and forcefully annihilated the assassins who tried to harm Liu Xiangjun.

A stride leaned forward and took Liu Xiangjun into his arms.

At this time, Liu Xiangjun was seriously injured, and his chest was hit hard by the blade of the sword, and it was bloody, and the blood flowed out quickly.

Looking at it, Ji Xuanling subconsciously covered Liu Xiangjun's wound, and shouted to Liu Muchen urgently: "Medical officer, go find the medical officer." ”

"Your Majesty, the last general has sent someone to find the medical officer." Liu Muchen responded.

His sister was injured, how could he dare to be sloppy, but a large number of assassins entangled, so that he did not have time to escort the other party to treatment.

Hearing this, Ji Xuanling burst out: "Then what are you waiting for, all the assassins will be killed." ”

As the saying goes, disaster doesn't hurt his family, and the assassin in front of him not only assassinated him, but also injured his princess.

If we don't kill them all tonight and find out who is behind them, the devil knows if they will encounter such danger again in the future.

Next to him, Liu Muchen was already ready to move, and he was so angry that he couldn't bear it.

Considering Liu Xiangjun's safety before, he had scruples and didn't dare to stay too far away from the other party.

This season, Xuanling came, with him to protect Liu Xiangjun, Liu Muchen no longer had any scruples when he heard this, he raised his sword and killed it directly, shouting: "Kill all the assassins." ”

Unfortunately, the Assassins came and went quickly.

Soon after the snow escaped, the whistle for evacuation sounded in the dim night sky.

The Assassins in the courtyard, as if they had received some kind of summons, stopped killing and fled.

Even if Liu Muchen commanded the Qin army to chase and kill, the killing sound in the courtyard gradually weakened until it stopped completely.

After the medical officer in the palace arrived, Ji Xuanling walked into the boudoir with Liu Xiangjun in his arms, and by the way, he sent a maid to help Zhao Yiren come in and treat him together.

While waiting, through Zhao Yiren's words, Ji Xuanling knew that when the assassin broke in, Liu Xiangjun relied on his proficiency in martial arts and held a sword to protect Zhao Yiren, and was severely injured by the fierce assassin.

Ji Xuanling knew that Liu Xiangjun was proficient in martial arts, but he didn't expect that she was injured to protect Zhao Yicai, who was powerless.

After all, they used to have a lot of contradictions.

"Once upon a time, I had a small belly and chicken intestines." Zhao Yiren said apologetically.

Ji Xuanling held the beautiful woman's soft twing, and could still feel her trembling, as if she was still very afraid.

At this time, other women in the Qin Palace came one after another, including the three princesses who stayed in the marriage room, and Ruan Chengcheng and Princess Mengluo.

Everyone asked Zhao Yiren about Liu Xiangjun's injury, and anger rose on their pretty faces.

Especially the three princesses of Wuyang, such a thing happened on the night of candles in their cave room.

Not to mention destroying their beautiful yearning for the candle night in the cave house, it also endangers their lives and the lives of the horses, and challenges the majesty of the Daqian royal family.

Seeing that Liu Xiangjun was seriously injured, and Zhao Yiren also had flesh and skin injuries, Ji Xuanling's wound was still oozing blood, and it was too late to be treated.

No matter who does it, no matter how powerful the forces behind them are, they must pay with blood.

Princess Wuyang looked at the injured Ji Xuanling with starry eyes, walked beside him, and asked in a low voice: "You are seriously injured, why don't you send someone to Splendid City to recruit the medical officers in the palace?"

"Yes, by the way, inform my father about the assassination." Princess Fuyao echoed, her attitude was very cold, like an annoyed little tiger.

Princess Ruyi didn't make a sound, but she had already told the maid to go and fetch hot water, intending to clean Ji Xuanling's wounds.

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Ji Xuanling patted Princess Wuyang's Qianqiansu hand, and his face squeezed out a little smile.