At this time, the Praetorian Guards and Imperial Guards two hundred meters away had already arrived.

The hundreds of Praetorian Guards who arrived first set up their formation in an instant. The leading guard roared: "Release the sword!" Then he targeted the black-clothed assassin, and a rain of swords shot towards the black-clothed assassin one by one.

The Praetorian Guards were a step slower, their swords were also a step slower, the sword rain shot into the air, and the black-clad assassins had already rushed into the darkness, leaving the Praetorian Guards with a cloud of air.

"Chase!" The Imperial Guards, who had just arrived, saw that the Praetorian Guards were not working, and immediately shot into the darkness and chased after the black-clad assassin.

"Your Majesty, the minister is late to save the driver, please ask Your Majesty to surrender!" In general, the leader of the guard is the minister of the first product, and in general, he still came quickly. But at this time when Xuanyuan Xinglie was assassinated, as long as he didn't escort Xuanyuan Xinglie at the beginning, no matter when, he would be slow.

In the morning, in the afternoon, I had done official business, and it was just time for dinner, and the Minister of the Interior of the Guard, who had received the news, was wearing the usual clothes at home. And because he came in a hurry, he led the minister of the guard out of the palace and went straight to the palace, and he didn't even have boots to put on in a hurry, so he put on a pair of white stockings and stumbled to the palace in one breath.

As soon as he saw Xuanyuan Xinglie's face, which was darker than the bottom of the pot, the minister of the guard said in his heart: "It's over!" Then he immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty to Xuanyuan Xinglie.

*****

The air was unusually silent, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Xuanyuan Xinglie didn't say a word, but it was because he didn't say a word, and the anger of the king who had been in a high position for a long time exuded from his whole body made the Praetorian Guards and Imperial Guards kneel on the ground in fear, and they didn't dare to raise their heads or pant for breath.

The Minister of the Interior of the Guards knelt on the ground with his head bowed, his feet without boots, and all the way around, not only the white stockings became dusty, but the soles of his feet were even more scorching.

But, at this moment, where does the minister of the guard have time to take care of his own little injury, before kneeling, he secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Xinglie, although Xuanyuan Xinglie has beads of sweat on his forehead and his clothes are messy, but there is obviously no blood stains on his body, and the dragon body should not be injured. However, even if Xuanyuan Xinglie was not injured, the Minister of the Guards knew that he was having a bad time today.

On the one hand, the Minister of the Guards cursed the black-clothed assassins with hatred in his heart, hoping that the royal guards who were chasing him could catch the black-clothed assassins and make him guilty and make meritorious contributions, while on the other hand, the Minister of the Interior of the Guards broke the dull atmosphere that was almost suffocating.

"The minister is guilty, the minister deserves to die, please give your majesty the guilt!"

As soon as the minister of the guard spoke, all the Praetorian Guards and the remaining royal guards all kowtowed and pleaded guilty.

Xuanyuan Xinglie still didn't speak.

And as Xuanyuan Xinglie's confidant, the minister of the guard, his heart was even colder. Xuanyuan Xinglie was already furious.

Everyone was in this atmosphere that had dropped to the freezing point, waiting for the imperial guards who were chasing the black-clothed assassin back.

The imperial guards slipped and knelt on the ground, they did not catch up with the black-clothed assassin, "Your Majesty, the black-clothed assassin is very familiar with the palace, and the ministers are ......"

With a "bang", Xuanyuan Xinglie threw the long knife in his hand on the ground, and the person who spoke to the imperial guard immediately closed his mouth.