My Gentle Tyrant (15)

Ji Rong pushed the door and came in.

As soon as he stepped in, his footsteps paused, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and Laifu, who followed him, asked cautiously, "Your Majesty?" ”

Ji Rong raised his hand slightly.

The voice is extremely indifferent.

"You go down."

Rifle didn't doubt that he had him, and left with a twist of his waist, "The slave retreated." ”

Ji Rong raised his eyes, glanced around the room a few times, and finally fixed his gaze on a certain place.

His eyes were dark and heavy.

The corners of Yin Hong's lips pulled out a mocking arc.

Ji Rong picked up the long sword hanging on the shelf, squeezed it in his hand, and walked slowly towards the screen.

Few people know.

Ji Rong, the emperor of the Ji Dynasty, in addition to being full of economic wealth, has martial arts and is a peerless martial artist. should be a generation of brilliant and virtuous monarchs, but I don't know why it became like this.

Obviously, Prince Yuanxian, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old at the time, was such a graceful and gentle young man, not the tyrant of the generation that is now terrifying.

……

Fu Yue hiding behind the screen.

She silently glanced at the assassin behind her, and then noticed Ji Rong getting closer and closer.

“……”

A burst of suffocation.

Things seem to be a big deal.

She originally just wanted to scare Ji Rong, so she hid behind the screen, ready to have a lover sex with him.

As a result, an assassin came in halfway through.

And hide behind a screen with her!

Fu Yue had a sense of foreboding.

Would Ji Rong think that they were accomplices and conspire to assassinate him?

"Stab" sound.

The delicate screen was split by a sword.

Fu Yue and the assassin both dodged back, and the screen shattered in half right between them, collapsing with a bang.

Fu Yue's eyes quickly covered his face.

Ji Rong also saw the two people standing behind the screen clearly.

A ...... in a eunuch's uniform There is also a man in black.

Ji Rong's attention was attracted by the little eunuch, and his gaze swept over her twice, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He frowned slightly.

"Put your hands down."

Hearing this, Fu Yue's hand covering her face became tighter and tighter, and she even quietly stepped back.

This is a posture to slip away.

At this time, the black-clothed assassin came in handy, and without saying a word, he raised the black scimitar in his hand and rushed towards Ji Rong.

A knife went down, fierce and ruthless.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Fu Yue would have been so handsome that Fu Yue wanted to whistle.

Ji Rong reacted extremely quickly and raised his sword to block.

Swords collide and sparks splash everywhere.

Ji Rong's dark eyes stared at him, and the corners of his lips tugged: "You are looking for death." ”

Yu Li didn't say a word.

Raised the knife again and slashed towards Ji Rong.

The two fought for a while, the master made a move, and between the swords and swords, it was almost impossible to see the movements of the two.

The look in Yu Li's eyes was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect this emperor's kung fu to be so good.

Fu Yue glanced at these two people, and at a glance he could see that Ji Rong would not suffer, and this person even had the upper hand.

The soles of her feet were oiled and she wanted to slip away.

Turn around and run.

Ji Rong noticed Fu Yue, and when she turned around and ran out, looking at this familiar back, he recognized who this little eunuch was.

"Qin, Chu."

Word for word.

Ji Rong's eyes narrowed, and he said compassionately: "You stop me!" ”

When he was fighting with this assassin, he could still be distracted and notice Fu Yue's situation, and I have to say that Ji Rong is awesome.