"I'm not going to go with you, let go of me."

"You don't believe me like that?" Yan Zexi grabbed Yun Yao's arm tighter, "If you stay here any longer, there will be no benefit!" ”

Although his voice was low, it was already a little cold, and Yun Yao couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean?" ”

"Anyway, you believe me once." Yan Zexi glanced out of the door, pulled Yun Yao and turned around and left.

"Where is King Yan going to take Sister Yao?" A clear voice came from behind him, "At such a critical juncture, my father is afraid that he can't do without the protection of King Yan." ”

One sentence made Yan Zexi pause suddenly, but the hand holding Yun Yao tightened more and more.

Yun Yao was a little painful when she was caught by him, she was already injured, and she didn't want to use internal force to aggravate her injuries easily, but obviously Yan Zexi was more stubborn than she thought.

Just as he was about to run the internal force to bounce Yan Zexi's hand away, he suddenly heard an exclamation from upstairs, and someone was thrown down from the upstairs and smashed straight to the door.

Yun Yao's face changed suddenly, and she suddenly broke away from Yan Zexi's hand and walked quickly to the threshold.

The man who fell down had already held his breath, his eyes were wide open, and his face was covered with blood.

"Protect Your Majesty! There are assassins! Screams rang out, and chaos ensued.

Qing Wan exclaimed, "Not good, Father! With that, he turned and rushed towards the stairs.

Yun Yao didn't think much about it, she swept her toes, flipped and jumped, and was already slightly to the third floor.

A big hole opened in the roof of the third floor, and the man in black rushed down from the hole, and one of them pounced straight on Shangguan Hong.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Concubine Lian escorted Shangguan Hong to retreat again and again, and the assassins slashed and killed indiscriminately regardless of their identities, and for a time blood flew on the floor, and blood was everywhere.

Yun Yao kicked away the dead body that flew over, looking for Hua Yueran's figure in the crowd, and saw that he was entangled by several people, all of whom were masters from various countries, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fall into the ground.

Yun Yao just wanted to go over to help, a cold sword brushed along the skin, Yun Yao's eyes sank, turned his head suddenly, and looked at a pair of Yixing turbulent eyes like a splash in the mist.

She felt a pang in her heart, and then saw him stabbing straight at Shangguan Hong without squinting.

Yun Yao hooked his toes, a chair flew out suddenly, smashed to his side, sensing the crisis, he put away his cold sword, and split the chair with a "click", and the sword light was cold, and it suddenly stabbed at Yun Yao's door, and at the same time, he also saw Yun Yao's appearance clearly.

Those eyes were slightly stunned, and they subconsciously withdrew their swords.

Yun Yao went straight up to the face, the soft sword was wrapped like a spiritual snake, and the next moment it had already rolled up his sword and pulled it outward.

He was stunned and almost got rid of the cold sword, but his expression flickered, he had grasped it steadily, changed the sword to his hand, and pulled Yun Yao in front of him, the cold sword was close to Yun Yao's throat, leaned over to her ear and whispered: "It's bad for me, how many lives do you have to accompany you?" ”

Yun Yao made a quick move, raised his finger and went to seal his acupoint.

A human head flew over at a gallop, he grabbed Yun Yao, flew up, and kicked the head.

Yun Yao only felt bad in her heart, and wanted to stop it again, but saw that the head had already smashed violently into Shangguan Hong.

"Poof-" The head hit Shangguan Hong's chest, and he staggered back, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Lian grabbed Shangguan Hong.

Blood kept spitting out of Shangguan Hong's mouth, and he wanted to raise his hand, as if to point at someone, but the look in his eyes was dissipating little by little.