"The son of Su Shan, the admiral of Shandong."

He said coldly: "Su Shan has been loyal to the imperial court all his life, but his son wants to be a murderer of the king?"

"Since the turmoil in the imperial family, several princes have died one after another, and the emperor said that he was sick and closed his door. You Beigong Yao controls the government, but you act violently and kill innocents indiscriminately, so that the people in the court are panicked. ”

Su Qin said coldly in his hand: "You are not Su Qin's king." And what Su Qin wants to do today is - Qing, Jun, and Side!"

Beigong Yao's thin lips set off a mocking arc.

He knew that sooner or later there would be a fool who was willing to die for the old emperor, but he never thought it would be today.

"Know what you're doing wrong?"

Su Qin twisted his eyebrows: "Everything you have done, everything is true, what else can you argue!"

Beigong Yao's wrist moved, and he shook off the blood stains on the sword body, and his eyes were as cold and cold as the blade of the sword, almost piercing people's skin.

"Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't have come today."

She hadn't seen blood yet.

But he was going to kill in front of her.

"Close your eyes." He whispered in Luo Xiaoxiao's ear, and his cold voice curled up gently: "It'll be fine soon."

Luo Xiaoxiao wanted to make a sound, but the two had already exchanged hands.

Su Qin is worthy of being favored by the Heavenly Dao, and at his age, it is rare to have such martial arts.

But Beigong Yao is stronger than him, and he even pulls Luo Xiaoxiao with one hand and protects people without leaking.

Su Qin already had several wounds on his body, but Beigong Yao was still dressed in white.

Luo Xiaoxiao was worried and inevitably a little proud.

It's not her man, it's really the strongest.

With another sword, Su Qin knelt on one knee, breathing heavily, and his arm bloomed with blood.

He gritted his teeth, poured internal force into his sword, and was determined to fight to the death.

Beigong Yao noticed that his cold eyes were more mocking.

But at the moment when the two fought, Beigong Yao's face suddenly changed slightly.

A little under his feet, ignoring the wide opening of the back door, he reflexively knocked down the hidden weapon sent by the few people in the corner for her.

At the same time, Su Qin's sword also pierced his back.

The white clothes bloomed with dazzling blood flowers.

Luo's breath was about to stop.

Beigong Yao snorted lowly, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He pulled the sword out of his body, staggered a step, and leaned against Luo Xiaoxiao's body.

"You, how are you?" Luo's little hand blocked his wound in vain.

Seeing his instantly pale face, she was distressed and tears were about to fall.

"What about your people, why haven't they come yet? Yes, I am also a martial arts person, what about medicine? What about the medicine to restore my internal strength, you can take it out quickly!"

"Don't be afraid." Beigong Yao coughed twice and swallowed the blood foam in his throat: "I said, with me, no one can hurt you."

"When did I get scared." Luo Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth: "I want to protect you!" Even if you can't do it, you don't want to be a drag on you. ”

If he hadn't protected her, he wouldn't have been hurt.

Beigong Yao smiled lightly: "You are not a drag, and I am not crippled to that point."

He put his arm on her shoulders and steadied himself.

The slender body is straight, like a strong bamboo that will never bend over.

He said lightly: "Let's go together."

Su Qin looked at the blood stains on Beigong Yao's body and flashed hesitation.

"Su Qin, what are you soft-hearted? This dog prince has superb martial arts, if it weren't for a sneak attack, how could he be injured? ”

"He doesn't die, how can we clear the king's side!"

"Think about what he has been like since he took charge of the government!"

Su Qin clenched his long sword, and firmness flashed in his eyes.

"Since this is the case, then Su Qin will send you on the road."