"Cold-blooded. After being silent for a while, Lan Ling'er suddenly shouted.

This made Feng Ziling on the side stunned, cold-blooded? Where did you come from? Isn't that the secret guard of the palace?

"Blue Maiden." Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Lan Ling'er and Feng Ziling, which really startled Feng Ziling.

"You, why are you here?" Also, how could Sister Ling'er know that she was cold-blooded.

"The prince ordered his subordinates to protect the two of them all the way." Cold-blooded said a little coldly.

"How many people did you bring?" Lan Ling'er asked with calm eyes.

"A hundred men with their subordinates." In order to ensure the comfort of the two girls, the prince sent a hundred people from the secret guards of the palace to accompany him, and at a critical moment, so many secret guards were enough to fight for time to escape.

"Order everyone to go out and help." The secret guards of the palace are naturally extraordinary, and there are quite a few people, so they should be able to maneuver for a while.

"Yes." After saying this, he turned around and disappeared at the city gate.

"Ziling, contact Feng Mohan and ask him where he is?" Two places, Lan Ling'er needs him to command in one place.

"Okay, Sister Ling'er." Feng Ziling took out the beads and pieces of paper she carried with her, bit her fingers, and began to write.

It's already chaotic below, and although there is a cold-blooded addition, the living dead won't die, and unless he is dismantled, he still has the ability to attack.

Lan Ling'er frowned, since there were so many living dead people who couldn't solve it, then they could only use the last resort.

"Ziling, you stay here, don't go down."

"Sister Ling'er, what are you going to do?"

"Capture the thief and capture the king first." Lan Ling'er's voice did not fall, but the person was gone.

"Be careful!" Feng Ziling said uneasily, but she was thinking about her brother in her heart, come quickly!

Soon, Lan Ling'er became entangled with the two men in black.

"My lord, that woman has already fought with the two leaders of Ling." The dark and the dead who had been hiding in the shadows had been staring at the battle not far away.

"Very good, pass the order and march to the Palace of the Ten Thousand Saints!" The corners of his dark mouth hooked up a grim smile, the living dead, just to drag Lan Ling'er.

Whoosh, five hundred dead soldiers led by Dark flew towards the Palace of the Ten Thousand Saints.

"Not good!" The strange air flow made Lan Ling'er's heart sink suddenly.

"Cold-blooded!" Lan Ling'er was anxious to get out, so she shouted in cold blood.

"I'll come, you go to the palace to help Xiao." Suddenly, a calm male voice came into Lan Ling'er's ears.

"Situ Mujin!" Lan Ling'er exclaimed, cold-blooded and his hundred secret guards had already made Lan Ling'er feel a little surprised, but he didn't expect Situ Mujin to also appear!

"I'll leave it to me, let's go." Situ Mujin smiled at her, as early as when she rushed towards the city gate, cold-blooded had already sent him a signal, so he could appear in such a timely manner.

"Thank you!" Now that Situ Mujin is here, she can leave with complete confidence, "Protect Ziling!" Before leaving, Lan Linger didn't forget to explain.

Situ Mujin had already fought with the two leaders, and he didn't pay attention to Lan Ling'er anymore, but Lan Ling'er knew that Situ Mujin must have heard what she said.

"Don't let her go!" One of the leaders said to the other.

The other nodded, and was about to chase after Lan Ling'er, but was blocked by Situ Mujin.

"Now, your opponent is me, if you want to chase her, win me first!" Situ Mujin said coldly.

The two exchanged glances, knowing that if they didn't knock Situ Mujin down, they would have no way to chase after Lan Ling'er, so the two opened their bows left and right and began to attack Situ Mujin mercilessly.

Situ Mujin snorted coldly, twitched his hand, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and greeted it.

Inside the Royal Palace of All Saints.

"Master." The goshawk hurried in.

"How's the battle going?" Saint Lingxiao squinted at the goshawk.

"There are a large number of living dead, and the army of Qingcheng has the upper hand, but then cold-blooded with a hundred secret guards joined the battle, and the woman with the veil fought with the leader of the living dead, but for some reason, the woman seemed to want to leave, but she was entangled and couldn't get out, and Situ Gongzi appeared at this time, and the woman left in a hurry."

Situ He's cold-blooded appearance, Saint Lingxiao was not surprised, which is why the battle outside the city was so fierce, but he did not send troops to help, he believed that Ye and Jin would have a way to help him guard the city gate.

"She's gone? Where did it go? ”

"The spies didn't follow, because the woman was moving too fast to tell where she was going."

She couldn't have walked away at such a critical juncture, unless something more urgent happened. Thinking of this, Saint Lingxiao's face suddenly sank.

"Goshawk, you go to the Purple Cloud Palace now to protect the Emperor and the Queen Mother, and you must not leave without my order!"

"Yes!" He didn't dare to disobey his master's order, although he was worried about his master's safety, he still accepted the order and quickly left the Falling Spirit Palace.

"Why did the people from Qingcheng also come to participate?" Suddenly, above the Falling Spirit Palace, an elegant figure appeared.

"You're here too." The corners of Saint Lingxiao's mouth smiled slightly.

"Senior brother's order, I don't dare to disobey." Murong Qingyi jumped down and landed in front of Saint Lingxiao.

"If there's anything you need help with, just ask." There is no way, the people of his Murong family have always been fearless of the emperor, naturally there are not so many rules, and the emperor's family is also afraid of the appeal of the Murong family in the hidden guard family, so there is no requirement for the people of the Murong family to be respectful and inferior.

"You brought someone from the Murong family this time."

"It's worthy of Saint Lingxiao, so smart, that's right, I didn't bring any people from the Northern Underworld, just in case, right."

Saint Lingxiao naturally understood what Murong Qingyi meant, and was afraid that the enemy would attack the west.

"You just follow me." There are Situ Mujin and Qingcheng's people outside the city, and Ziyun Palace has goshawks and dark guards in the palace, so Murong Qingyi is naturally by his side and can respond at any time.

"Well, by the way, when I passed by the city gate just now, I saw Qin Er's house, why did she come too, and she seemed to be very familiar with cold-blooded." Murong Qingyi was still full of doubts about the scene he saw at the city gate just now.

"Cold-blooded knows her well?" Sheng Lingxiao frowned slightly, how could he be familiar with her if he was cold-blooded and Ye? She should be regarded as a person from Qingcheng, but he never knew when Ye became so familiar with the people of Qingcheng.

"According to that, Nangong Liye should be very familiar with the people in Qingcheng, don't you know?" Murong Qingyi asked in some surprise.

Saint Lingxiao was silent for a while, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Praetorian Guard commander who hurried in outside.

"Your Majesty! A large number of black-clothed people suddenly appeared above the palace, and now they are heading towards the Purple Cloud Palace and the Falling Spirit Palace! ”

"Sure enough!" Saint Lingxiao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

And Murong Qingyi on the side also put away his smile and stared at the person who came in expressionlessly.

"How many of them are there?" Murong Qingyi asked.

"No less than five hundred."

"So much?" dared to come to the palace so openly, and brought so many people, the purpose is already very clear.

"Yi, you take your people to the Purple Cloud Palace." With so many people, Saint Lingxiao still can't rest assured that his father and queen mother.

"Don't worry, two hundred of the people I brought with me have been sent over, and a hundred are left with me."

"Alright, let's go out and collect them." Saint Lingxiao smiled at Murong Qingyi, which was a sign of trust between men and men.

Murong Qingyi raised his eyebrows slightly at him, he hadn't shown his skills for a long time, I hope I can have a good time tonight!

"My lord, what's next?"

"Three hundred people will go to the Purple Cloud Palace, and the rest will follow me to the Falling Spirit Palace." Secretly commanded coldly.

"Yes." The man in black quickly dodged away, and the darkness sped up.

"Dare to be a thief, dare to break into the palace at night, looking for death!" The Dark Guard of the Ten Thousand Saints Kingdom, which had been hiding in the shadows, suddenly stood in front of the darkness.

"Hehe, a bunch of waste who don't know whether to live or die." Dark stopped, fell in front of the Dark Guard, and smiled coldly.

"Humph! Tonight is your time of death! The deputy commander of the dark guard shouted, and rushed towards the dark, and the dark guards behind him naturally exchanged hands with the dead soldiers beside the dark.

"Your Majesty, the deputy commander of the Dark Guard has already fought with the assassins."

Saint Lingxiao stood on the roof of the Falling Spirit Palace, coldly looking at the two centaurs who had already met not far away, thinking about something in his mind.

"The Vice-Commander is no match for that man." Murong Qingyi's face became darker and darker, although the martial arts of the deputy commander of the secret guard of the Ten Thousand Saints Kingdom could not be compared with a few of them, but in front of ordinary people, he could be regarded as a top master, but in front of the man in black, he seemed so weak, then the martial arts of the man in black were too unfathomable.

"That person's martial arts are very weird, I don't seem to have seen it." Saint Lingxiao couldn't tell where that person's martial arts came from.

"Let me go and collect him." Murong Qingyi's voice was a little cold, to be honest, maybe even Bei Minghao, who had been with him, had never seen such a cold Murong Qingyi.

"Are you sure?" Saint Lingxiao was a little worried, although he was a member of the Murong family, he had never seen Murong Qingyi's true strength after all.

"At least when you see that the situation is not right, I can buy you time to escape." Murong Qingyi said lightly as he prepared to fly towards the man in black.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would leave my brother behind?" Saint Lingxiao smiled back.

Murong Qingyi waved his hand, but he was a little moved in his heart, although he and Sheng Lingxiao and Situ Mujin had not been together for a long time, but they had already identified each other in their hearts, so even if he would be more and less auspicious today, Murong Qingyi still stepped forward without hesitation, because they were brothers.

"Good skills, why don't you let Master Murong come to Huihui?" As he spoke, Murong Qingyi had already flown in front of the darkness, and just happened to catch the deputy commander of the dark guard who had shattered the meridians by the darkness's palm.

Gently put him in a safe place, Murong Qingyi turned around and looked at the darkness coldly.

"Another one who is not afraid of death." A sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Who lives and who dies is not certain."

Murong Qingyi snorted coldly, and with a light tap of his toes, he flew towards the dark hanging in the air.