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There were even people in the Praetorian Guard who would rebel, which was something that the Praetorian Guard themselves never expected. The Praetorian Guards in the www.biquge.info hall looked at each other, and they couldn't tell who was friend or foe anymore.

One of the Praetorian Guards raised his hand and drew his sword, and as soon as he moved, the surrounding Praetorian Guards drew their swords in unison, and they didn't know who made the first move, and the Praetorian Guards in the hall fought together.

The Praetorian Guards in the forecourt were fighting among themselves, fighting with the Assassins who rushed in, and the Praetorian Guards in the hall were in a mess, and from time to time there were loud shouts from the people: "Kill the Unconscious King!"

Seeing the chaotic scene inside and out, the left picture used his body to protect Tang Ling, retreated again and again, and saw a side door at the inside of the hall, the left picture turned around and said nervously: "Your Majesty, go quickly!"

At this time, Tang Ling's face was gloomy and ugly, and under the escort of two personal palace maids, she strode into the side door. When I came in, it turned out to be an inner room, with a small space, and a bed, table and chairs were placed.

Tang Ling walked to the chair and sat down, his face sinking like water, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Zuo Tu then followed, the sword was already unsheathed, and the sword was also red, he first looked out the door, and then turned back and said, "Your Majesty don't worry, these young people are not to worry. The Praetorian Guards over there in the palace will be able to rush over for reinforcements soon!"

Tang Ling glanced at the picture on the left, and said in a deep voice: "The Praetorian Guard, the pro-soldier guards around me, there are so many rebels, left, is this what you discipline me?" The chapter héiyāпgê has been updated

Zuotu's body was shocked, and he immediately knelt on his knees, kowtowed forward, and said in a trembling voice: "Weichen deserves death!"

The two palace maids beside Tang Ling walked to the front of the picture on the left, and the swords were both unsheathed, and the blades of the swords were on the shoulders of the picture on the left. Now only Tang Ling gave an order, and the two of them could cut off the neck of the left picture.

"Go and investigate! Find out all the assassins and related personnel who assassinated me this time! Don't miss a single person!" Tang Ling said in a deep voice.

Hearing her words, the two palace maids both put the Xiujian back, and the left figure who was kneeling on the ground also breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly stood up from the ground, bowed down, and said, "Weichen must live up to his mission!"

At the moment when the figure on the left straightened up, the saber in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.

His sword was too sudden, beyond everyone's expectations, and when he stabbed this sword on the left, his facial features were distorted because of excessive tension.

The palace maid standing in front of him was defenseless, and was in the lower abdomen by his sword. With a thud, the blade thrust through her lower abdomen and poked out of her back. The palace maid's eyes widened, she looked at the left picture in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "You ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the left figure had already drawn her sword fiercely, and then swung it at another palace maid. The palace maid hadn't fully reacted yet, but when she saw the cold light coming towards her, she consciously leaned back.

The edge of the saber swept across her chest, tearing through the clothes on her chest, and at the same time cutting through the flesh of her chest, splashing a bloody light. The palace maid screamed miserably, her face turned pale, and she retreated.

Zuo Tu didn't chase her, and when he saw her retreating, he immediately rushed towards Tang Ling, and the sword in his hand stabbed forward, straight to Tang Ling's throat.

Tang Ling had never cultivated Lingwu, in front of the picture on the left, where did she have the strength to fight back?

Seeing the sword blade coming towards him, Tang Ling sat on the chair, unable to parry, and powerless to dodge. Just when the sword on the left was about to stab Tang Ling, the palace maid who had just retreated shouted and stepped forward.

Poof! The sword on the left did not stab Tang Ling, but it was stabbed into the palace maid's back. The palace maid raised her hands and grabbed the blade of the sword that poked out of her chest, her face was pale, her lips were blue, and she said to Tang Ling in front of her, "Your Majesty, run quickly......"

Before she could finish speaking, the person had already fallen to the ground and died at Tang Ling's feet. Tang Ling's eyes widened, Teng Zizi stood up from the chair, glared at Zuo Tu, and shouted: "Zuo Tu, you dare?!"

Knowing that Tang Ling didn't know how to martial arts, and knowing that she couldn't even catch one of her own moves, but at the time of her shouting, Zuo Tu still involuntarily took a step back, not daring to look at Tang Ling's eyes at all, he lowered his head, trembling all over, and the hand holding the sword trembled even more.

He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Weichen...... If Wechen doesn't do this, Wechen's family, Wechen's wife and children, will ...... They all have to die at the hands of the people of Ningnan!"

Tang Ling understood, no wonder there were so many traitors in the Praetorian Guard, it turned out that Zuo Tu was making trouble, and he had secretly taken refuge in Ningnan.

Zuo Tu swallowed his saliva and continued: "It's all Weichen's fault! Weichen thought that the Ningnan army invaded the gale, and it was unstoppable, and it would attack Shangjing in a few days, and Weichen couldn't bear to suffer from his family, so he quietly sent a letter to his family, asking his family to leave Shangjing immediately and move back to his hometown, but as a result, on the way, they were kidnapped by the Ningnan people, and the Ningnan people used them to threaten Weichen, and Weichen was really ...... There's really no way!" Speaking of this, Zuo Tu raised his head, the muscles on his face trembled suddenly, and with a blood-dripping sword, he walked towards Tang Ling step by step, and said, "Your Majesty, don't blame Weichen, Weichen really has no choice......"

As he spoke, he walked up to Tang Ling, raised his arm vigorously, and held his sword high, but he didn't cut it off.

Tang Ling's eyes flashed with a fierce light, staring straight at him. Under her gaze, the left figure bowed his head again, and finally simply closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and slashed the sword in his hand with all his might.

The sword blade drew an arc of cold light in the air, but the sword did not slash at Tang Ling's body, but split the chair she was sitting on in half.

Hearing that the voice was wrong, Zuo Tu hurriedly opened his eyes, and in front of him, where was Tang Ling's figure.

He exclaimed consciously, turned his head to look to the side, and found that Tang Ling had moved out more than two meters away, and there was an incredible person beside her, this person was covered in white spirit armor, holding Tang Ling's waist in one hand and a narrow Mo knife in the other.

At this time, Tang Ling was also tilting her head sideways, looking at him with a surprised face, she couldn't recognize who the person who saved her at the critical moment was, but she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with him, especially when he was holding her waist, which made her feel a sense of déjà vu in her heart.

"You...... Who is it?" she asked, looking at the face of the spirit armor on his face, dumbfounded. He didn't answer her question, his gaze fell on Zuotu, and at the same time, the Mo knife in his hand slowly raised.

Zuo Tu understood what was going on, he roared angrily, covered the spirit armor, and spiritualized the saber in his hand, and then the spirit sword swung outward, casting the spirit chaos wind, intending to use the spirit chaos wind's large-scale attack to kill the people who came and Tang Ling.

As soon as his spirit chaos wind was cast, the mysterious man also swung his Mo knife and also cast the spirit chaos wind.

The spirit of the two collided in one place, and the strength and weakness were separated.

The wind blade cast by the mysterious man wrenched the wind blade cast by the left figure, and then the wind blade continued to shoot towards the left map. Zuo Tu was shocked, screamed, and hurriedly dodged to the side, he also thought that he could dodge the attack range of the spirit chaotic wind, but at the same time as he dodged, the dense wind blades in the air also changed direction and continued to fly towards him. This was much more than he expected in the picture on the left, and it was too late for him to dodge and parry.

I saw that the figure on the left was blown off the ground by the spirit wind, and the wind blade was twisted around his body, crackling, and the fragments of the spirit armor were ejected from time to time in all directions. The picture on the left was blown out of the inner room by the chaotic wind, and the door was slammed open, and with a cloud of blood mist, he fell out.

As the left picture was knocked away, several Praetorian Guards immediately rushed in from the outside, and saw a strange spiritual cultivator holding Tang Ling's waist, they didn't say a word, each holding a weapon, and rushed forward.

The mysterious man didn't fight with them either, his body shook, and he shot towards the window with Tang Ling in his arms.

He slammed open the window, jumped outside with Tang Ling, and looked around, everywhere he looked, there were all Praetorian Guards and assassins fighting together, and he couldn't tell who was a traitor and who was a loyal Praetorian Guard.

However, seeing Tang Ling appear, everyone in the melee stopped fighting and rushed towards the two of them.

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, clamped Tang Ling's waist tighter, stomped on the ground with one foot, and his figure rose into the air, jumping directly onto the beam.

He didn't delay for a moment, and his body shot out of the Gu Mansion like an arrow from the string. His figure was so fast that Tang Ling, who was caught by him, couldn't see everything around him clearly, and could only feel the wind in his ears.

He took Tang Ling, and after only a few ups and downs, he ran out of the Gu Mansion, and when he got outside, the situation was still chaotic, and the Praetorian Guards were fighting together. He had just hesitated for a moment when he heard a banging sound coming from the roof of the mansion opposite.

He immediately closed his eyes, and then raised the Mo knife in his hand, blocking his chest, and when he was long, the three steel bullets that flew over all hit the body of the Mo knife, and he involuntarily took two steps back while holding Tang Ling's figure.

He ignored the enemy who secretly put the cold gun, hugged Tang Ling tightly, and ran towards the west of the city. At first, he was still running on the street, but there were too many people on the street, so he jumped on the roof of the street and ran forward with his feet on the roof tiles.

His figure rises and falls, and when he steps out, the person has already jumped five or six meters away, and his appearance does not look like he is running, but more like he is flying close to the ground. The journey from Gu's Mansion to the West City Gate was not too short, but it didn't take him a quarter of an hour to get there.

The gates of the West City have been closed, and a large number of wind troops are standing on the gates. Seeing the mysterious man running towards him with Tang Ling in his hand, the faces of the soldiers of the Feng Army all changed greatly, and they shouted one after another: "Release your majesty!

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