The fighting outside is getting more and more intense, the power of heaven and earth is shaking, and the sun and moon are dark.

Equally.

The fighting inside the house was also fierce.

Zhao Jia was being pressed under Mrs. Mingzhu at the moment, her narrow eyes were glowing with coldness, staring at the reluctant Zhao Jia, while pressing step by step, she pinched a white object that had been pierced, and sneered: "Why, the dignified prince of Zhao Guo, without this thing, don't you even dare to touch the palace?" ”

Who knows if you will use poison ...... Zhao Jia complained in his heart, concentrating on the majestic internal breath in his body to prevent accidents.

It's just that his internal breath is majestic enough, otherwise he will definitely withdraw at this moment, instead of winning or losing.

If you want to conquer Lady Mingzhu, words alone are obviously not enough.

How to say that.

To understand a woman, you have to go deep into her soul, and the channel of the soul is in her, and you have to use your strengths to explore......

"Are you scared?"

Mrs. Mingzhu leaned over, her eyes were cold, but there was a touch of charm between her eyebrows, her voice was sultry, and there was a desire to conquer, and her every move at the moment was so moving.

Zhao Jia said helplessly: "Madame entered the game with her body, why bother? ”

He already felt a sense of urgency at the moment, and at the same time understood that it would not be so easy to get out, if he didn't give Mrs. Mingzhu an explanation, he wouldn't want to get out of this door today.

Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes are like silk, her long hair is like a waterfall, she is noble with a pride that refuses to give in, she leans up on her white neck, her delicate collarbone is like a work of art, her skin is flushed with snow and greasy, and she said softly and provocatively: "Oh, how could the son not be like this, today you and I must divide a winner, this palace has never admitted defeat since childhood, and the son has the ability to make this palace succumb to you!" ”

"Madame, is this going to be both superior and decided?"

Zhao Jia inexplicably thought of a line, and at the same time felt helpless in his heart, men are really the most likely to have problems with beauty, just like Cao Cao in later generations, how could he not kill the three sages with one shot.

However, at this point, Zhao Jia is much better, he is more rational and has made a lot of preparations, but some ancient means are too few, and the materials are all natural, and he really can't stand the toss.

"Childe, do you think that this palace is here to accompany you?"

Mrs. Mingzhu sneered, and at the same time no longer hesitated, her heart was ruthless, and she exerted her strength violently.

Really!

With the head-to-head confrontation, Zhao Jia thought of Napoleon.

He once said: The first soldier to go in came back with blood on his head!

……

At this moment, Bai Yifei also has blood on his head.

This eldest cousin is being besieged by several world-class masters, and a single reverse scale makes him tired of parrying, not to mention that there is also Wei Zhuang with strong explosive power and Tian Ze on one side, although Wei Zhuang's strength is weaker, but the sword moves of the Guigu faction have always been full of lethality, and Wei Zhuang is still the kind of swordsman who pursues the ultimate attack power.

Tian Ze didn't pity his life at all, his moves were all desperate, and his eyes exuded fierce murderous intent.

Bai Yifei raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, looking at the scarlet blood stains on his fingers, his eyes became colder and colder, looking at the enemies around him, his heart sank slightly, he knew that he was calculated by Zhao Jia today, but this game was originally calculated by the two sides, he just underestimated Zhao Jia's means, and did not calculate that Ji Wuye's side would not move.

The fourth son, Han Yu?

Bai Yifei's heart moved slightly, he knew that he was the only one who could stop Ji Wuye in South Korea at the moment, but how did Han Fei persuade him to help.

"You can't run away today!"

Tian Ze sneered and stared at Bai Yifei, he felt that there was a great chance of revenge today.

"Run? Heh~"

Bai Yifei glanced at Tian Ze with disdain, he had never put Tian Ze in his eyes, if there was no reverse scale in this battle, the rest of the people present would be vulnerable at all, and they had even been surrounded and killed by him, he glanced at the Revenant Sword Spirit standing in the void, and a haze flashed in his eyes, the other party's attribute that was integrated with heaven and earth was too buggy, and it was still immortal.

If the body is not destroyed, Bai Yifei has no way to take the other party at all, and even the ice is in vain.

Immediately, he looked at Han Fei.

If you want to solve the reverse scale, you must kill Han Fei, the master.

Bai Yifei's face became more and more cold, and he said in a deep voice: "When do you want to see it?!" ”

As his words fell.

The ink crow, Bai Feng and the others hidden in the shadows entered directly.

Mo Crow was still dressed in a black robe, with a helpless smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Master Hou." ”

"Kill Han Fei!"

Bai Yifei didn't have any grace at the moment, and said coldly.

"No!"

Mo Crow answered, immediately looked at Han Fei, and said in a low voice: "Offended, Ninth Prince." ”

Bai Feng and the Hundred Bird Assassin on the side also looked over.

Wei Zhuang didn't care about this, and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, because he had already felt a familiar sword intent, and the next moment, a handsome young man dressed in white appeared on the eaves, holding a long sword, looking at everything below indifferently, that cold and arrogant posture was a little similar to Wei Zhuang, but his eyes seemed to be more indifferent.

It's like an emotionless sword.

Gai Nie?!

With Gai Nie's entry, Mo Crow and Bai Feng froze, Bai Yifei's face was even more gloomy, he never thought that Gai Nie would end, so wasn't Li Si from Lu Buwei's side?

How did he end up becoming Zhao Jia's person, the only helper on his side was only Black and White Xuanjian, and this Tianzi-level killer was blocked by the startling salamander.

Bai Yifei felt that everything today was like a joke.

It seems that only he was injured.

"Brush!"

Gai Nie didn't speak, he entered directly and calmly, standing beside Han Fei, this is the task given to him by Zhao Jia, anyone present today can have an accident, only Han Fei can't be injured.

"The heirs of the Ghost Valley have all arrived......"

Bai Yifei said slowly, feeling a little pressured for a while, and at the same time a little suspicious of the information of the clothier.

Is Zhao Jia's situation in the Qin State really bad?!

He hadn't been to Qin for less than a year.

Why is there so much help.

Convoluted.

"Master Hou might as well surrender."

Han Fei spoke at this time, he wanted to persuade Bai Yifei to be good, if Bai Yifei was willing to stand on his side, many problems in South Korea would be solved.

Bai Yifei said coldly: "Surrender? Is the Ninth Prince joking? ”

Han Fei was silent.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng on the side also looked solemn at the moment, because the situation took a turn for the worse, and the bureau that was supposed to besiege Zhao Jia turned out to be a siege of Bai Yifei, and the most important thing was that they didn't have the slightest support.

The ink crow gave Bai Feng a look.

If the situation is not good, they can abandon the task.

Today's situation is so bad. (End of chapter)