His clothes were in tatters, blood was flowing from multiple wounds on his body, Leng Qingfeng's eyes were red, and his voice was choked: "It's not a dream!" I've come to you, I've come to protect you. Your man is not a coward! ”

Leng Qingfeng's words made Murong Shijing smile brightly: "You finally said this, you are finally my man!" ”

"Stop talking, leave the rest to your man." Leng Qingfeng kissed Murong Shijing gently, then picked up the knife in Murong Shijing's hand, and said to Xu Sanbu, who came over, "Take care of your master"

The moment Leng Qingfeng stood up, it was like Shura descending into the world, and everyone could see Leng Qingfeng's anger, but the difference was that the originally peaceful weather suddenly saw a thunderstorm, which seemed to be the same as Leng Qingfeng's anger. Let the unknown people start to nervously retreat.

Leng Qingfeng has never told others that he is a weak scholar, because the death in his previous life made him understand that there is still some truth in the saying that useless is a scholar, so he always secretly practices martial arts in private, even his uncle and grandfather did not find out.

Leng Qingfeng's moves were sharp, and the long knife was held in his hand, and he would not suffer several losses because of the weight of the long knife like Murong Shijing.

Xu San didn't look at his teacher and went on a killing spree, he shook his head in the face of a monk, and said with an old-fashioned look: "Amitabha." ”

"Master, can you still hear me?" Xu San no longer looked at the tyrannical killing in Leng Qingfeng's eyes, but squatted on the side of Murong Shijing.

"Master, bear with me!" Because of the cold wind fighting for their lives, many people dare not come forward to fight with them, they are not soldiers at the border, they can throw their heads and spill blood for Zhou Yuming's empty promise, they are just the bandit nest in the Black Cloud Village, and they were saved by Zhou Yuming before they were grateful to stay.

They haven't read any books, and they won't take out that set of grace to repay the spring at all, so when they see Leng Qingfeng's deathless appearance, many people dare not step forward to fight against them.

In the end, he lost his weapon directly, took the initiative to open the door and escaped.

Leng Qingfeng looked at their appearance, and only felt that Zhou Yu was too careless to rebel, and even sent these shrimp soldiers and crabs to fill up the number here.

But what Leng Qingfeng didn't expect was that Zhou Yuming put all his strength in front of Duanyang Gate, for Zhou Yuming, as long as he guarded Duanyang Gate, when he got the edict, what else was he afraid of?

When Leng Qingfeng was still fighting here, Zhou Yuming had already put his knife on Leng Huaping's neck and entered the inner courtyard of the palace through another door.

At this time, there was no one else in the emperor's bedroom except for Gonggong Qin, who had one breath left.

So when Zhou Yuming came over, he came to the emperor's bedroom unimpeded, watching the dying Gonggong Qin pass by directly, looking at the lying figure in the golden curtain, Zhou Yuming said proudly: "Father! Look, I'm the only son who can keep a watch before you! It's just me! ”

In a state of madness, he held a knife against the neck of the cold painting screen, and said nonsense to the emperor's body: "Father, don't you think I can't do it?" I want it in this world! I want you to see what the world looks like in my hands. ”

Leng Huaping listened to the meaning of this, Zhou Yuming seemed to know that the emperor would not pay attention to him, and it seemed that he got the news from the mouth of the palace.