Chapter 41: Anger

"This half of the pill sent later, this king doesn't dare to take it lightly, I don't know if the prime minister wants to try it?"

Murong Li casually glanced at the pill and withdrew his gaze.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that I still didn't lie to you, it seems that my daughter is not so important to you, Lord Zhao, I really feel sorry for Qin'er, but I can't get the other party's trust with my sincerity, hehe!"

Gongsun Mingzhao seemed to be completely unaffected by his words, lowered his eyes and took the pill back with a faint expression, and said slowly: "Clean it up."

Dozens of men in strong suits who were originally standing still immediately flashed into the center of the fight, and with a flash of silver light, there were suddenly a few more black-clothed assassins on the ground.

With the addition of these people, the black-clad assassins who had always had the upper hand were like a school of fish that had been scattered, and they were quickly suppressed and retreated.

Murong Li saw that the situation was not good, so he still chose to fight the last one, lifted the long sword in his hand, and killed Gongsun Mingzhao who was standing alone.

The long sword stabbed violently, and when he was about to approach Gongsun Mingzhao's front door, he was hit by the jade flute in Gongsun Mingzhao's hand, and the long sword directly deviated from the track and stabbed out.

Murong Li didn't expect that Gongsun Mingzhao, who had been bedridden all the year round, was weak and weak, and even had Gu poison on his body, would have such skills, and his eyes were stunned for a moment.

Knowing that he was not an opponent, Murong Li did not love to fight, so he withdrew his hand holding the sword without hesitation and retreated away from Gongsun Mingzhao's side.

Seeing that most of his subordinates were killed, Murong Li was about to escape through the chaos, but he had just taken a few steps back, and he noticed a cool breeze on his back, he hurriedly turned around and resisted with his sword, but the foot in the air kicked directly at his wrist holding the sword, Murong Li only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the sword in his hand naturally flew out, and before he could recover his senses, the man in the air turned around, and kicked the other foot fiercely on Murong Li's chest and turned over and landed on the ground.

Murong Li knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and when he looked up again, a cold sword was already on his neck.

"The old thief Murong has been captured, you still don't stop!"

Tian Mu shouted, and the people around him were attracted to the fighting, and gradually the figures of the fight became fewer and fewer, and finally all the black-clothed assassins were unarmed and captured.

Gongsun Mingzhao slowly paced in front of Murong Li, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "Where is Qin'er?"

"Hahaha, Qin'er? Gongsun Mingzhao, it turns out that you are not as indifferent as you seem on the surface," Murong Li's face showed a happy smile, "You are looking for it, there are so many people here, do you think you can find her?" ”

Gongsun Mingzhao frowned, and a wave of anger actually rose in his eyes, "She doesn't know martial arts, she didn't participate in this assassination." ”

Murong Li's face suddenly showed a strange look, "Gongsun Mingzhao, are you trying to get Murong Qin'er out of this matter?" Hahaha, it's really funny, no matter if I, Murong Li, committed the felony of assassinating the Holy Saint and the Nine Clans, why do you think I don't need to let go of a daughter who has been hidden for more than ten years but was suddenly recalled? Or do you think I'll give her the antidote to Gu poison for no reason? ”

Gongsun Mingzhao's body stiffened, as if to confirm Murong Li's words, the deputy general of the Praetorian Guard Zhao hurriedly came, and seeing that the scene had been controlled by Prince Zhao, he immediately reported what happened in the Imperial Pond to Gongsun Mingzhao.