Chapter 1545: The Tyrant Emperor: How Many Times Do You Want to Assassinate Me? (29)

"Miss Yue..." Gu Feng was stunned, standing there and unable to make a conclusion.

The old love and new love of the current emperor were in trouble at the same time. Should he escort Yue Caizhi back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony or go to the cold palace to save Luo Qingchen?

At this moment, he felt that he was a contradiction and could not come to a conclusion.

"Why are you still standing there? Do what you should do!" Lin Dongxue roared, with a bright red bloodshot in his eyes.

At this moment, the figure of a emerald green brocade girl flashed in his mind.

They drank and sang, and talked about the geometry of life...

At this time, Yue Caizhi, who fell in his arms, was startled suddenly, and he was trembling...

She could feel him trembling completely...

They had known each other for so many years, and she had almost never seen him so irritable, and the roaring voice was full of anxiety and fear.

"Yes, Prince."

At the same time, the girl in red stood among a group of black people with the Fengwu Sword in her hand, and her pair of indifferent eyes were full of indifference.

She was covered in blood, her eyes were cold and arrogant, and the blood on the Fengwu sword in her right hand fell drop by drop.

It was not her blood, but the blood of the group of black-clothed men she hit.

Her clear eyes trembled, and the sword light was full of coldness at this moment. She pointed directly at Yue Ying, who was pierced through the chest by him, and snorted coldly: "It seems that your boss is dying!"

Her voice was so cold that the flying snow became a foil.

"You...you..." Seeing Yue Ying dying, everyone bent over and raised their swords, staggering back.

They could hardly believe what they had just experienced. The girl in front of them was only about sixteen or seventeen years old. But the power in her body was so terrible that when the blood splashed on her fair cheeks, she didn't even blink.

She defeated all of them alone.

"Let's...let's go--" Two men in black quickly stepped forward to hold Yue Ying up and fled from the back door at the fastest speed.

"You want to leave, have I agreed?" Luo Qingchen's cold eyes narrowed, a very cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly raised the Fengwu Sword in his right hand and said, "No need to ask, because I... absolutely disagree."

After provoking her, she still wants to go back alive, isn't it a joke?

Little did she know that Gu Feng rushed in the next second, drew his long sword and blocked her in an instant, saying: "The subordinate is late to save the emperor--"

...

Luo Qingchen was very confused about the two words "save the emperor" in her heart, after all, she felt that the man in front of her was here to stop her from killing people!

The remaining six or seven people looked at each other, and the two people standing in front said: "You take the boss and go first--"

In just a moment, the two people standing in front rushed up with swords raised, and the two guards led by Gu Feng immediately stepped forward to fight. The other three or four people escorted Yue Ying away.

Luo Qingchen wanted to chase, but she really didn't want to use martial arts in front of Gu Feng.

After all, such martial arts are too different from the original owner.

Although, the dozen corpses in front of her... gave her a headache...

It was not that she was ruthless, but the opponent's moves were fatal, leaving her no way out.

In that kind of duel, if she was not focused, she might be killed on the spot.

After a while, Gu Feng dealt with the two men in black who rushed forward.

Originally wanted to catch them, but for the so-called Jianghu morality, they raised their swords and committed suicide the moment they knew they could not escape.

The next second, Gu Feng looked at the corpses on the ground, and then he came to his senses and looked at Luo Qingchen and said: "Princess... Is your highness injured? I will go and ask the imperial doctor."