Chapter 212: The Regent I Don't Depend on You 26

He wanted to see who had been working against him lately.

This voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, but when he thought of the person in his mind, he couldn't help but shake his head, what is the identity of that person, how can he do this.

"Should you say that the regent is bold, or should you say that you are stupid enough to dare to kill it single-handedly without even knowing what this place is?"

Stepping into the room, the door was closed, and no one was waiting for him, except for a man in a wheelchair who slowly turned around and looked at Mo Xingjiu with a smile.

Compared to Mo Xingjiu's smile with a knife hidden in it, this smile is much more sincere, but in this case, it will only be more treacherous.

"It turned out to be you." Mo Xingjiu couldn't help but chuckle, feeling ridiculous for the denial just now.

"Isn't it surprising that the man you can crush with one finger will become your worst enemy."

Mo Xingjiu nodded: "There is probably no one as bold as you in this world, but anyone who has some brains should know what this king represents now, and he will not dare to provoke it...... You, you have the guts, but it's a pity...... Pity. ”

He said pity twice, but there was no regret in his eyes, cold and cold, looking very indifferent, the corners of his mouth were curved, but there was no mild element on his body.

It was as if what he said was just a joke out of nowhere.

"Hehe-" the man sneered, "What about the regent of Dayin, there is nothing in the whole world that I dare not provoke." Mo Xingjiu, don't think too much of yourself! The feminine voice was cold, like a poisonous snake hidden in the black mud and green grass in the dark night, hissing and vomiting blood.

Mo Xingjiu felt funny: "Who gave you the courage to be a eunuch and provoke this king again and again?" ”

These words seemed to sting the man's sensitivity, and his eyes became colder, looking at Mo Xingjiu as if he was looking at a dead man.

"What about the eunuchs, how about the regent, you haven't fallen into my hands today."

Mo Xingjiu's expression remained unchanged, he didn't realize the danger at all, but he spoke with the ruthlessness of the past: "Yes, then let this king see if you have the ability to leave this king behind!" ”

He looked at the man, and the aura of the two men was clashing.

Suddenly, the floor under Mo Xingjiu's feet was broken, and he quickly slid backwards, and the board was destroyed, and he chased straight after it, and only stopped after dismantling more than a dozen boards the size of an adult man's footboard, revealing a space that could accommodate several people at the same time.

Mo Xingjiu had been forced to the side close to the wall.

One after another, the black-clothed men appeared from this space, holding their long swords and attacking towards Mo Xingjiu.

There are no bells and whistles, and every sword stab carries a deadly ferocity.

It was somewhat similar to the assassin's move that night when he entered the palace and assassinated.

Mo Xingjiu seemed to be at ease in the siege of everyone, and he was even in the mood to provoke: "At this level, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Your Excellency to achieve your wishes." ”

The man's face turned cold, and a few silver threads suddenly appeared in his hand, flashing with an inconspicuous light.

Mo Xingjiu's eyes also shrank suddenly, and the space around his body suddenly became smaller, but it was those assassins who were desperately injured and wanted to compress the space for him to act.

At the same time, the man's hand suddenly pulled to the left.

The keen perception of danger made Mo Xingjiu look over, and a chill ran down his back.