"Who are you in the end? What is the hatred between the palace and you? Why do you want to hold the palace?" Ning Lan, who was unable to get rid of the threat of the killer, felt very ashamed and angry at this time!

"Be honest..."

"Princess..." Huajing first broke into the tent door and saw that the princess was being held by a male killer in Mengshan. She stepped on the ground harder.

The man shouted coldly, "don't come here, or I'll kill this woman! Get back!"

Cheng Jing, hiding behind Huajing, immediately became dazed and dizzy at the sight of the scene. The burning candle shines brightly and brightly in the tent... The princess leaning her head, and the blood marks on her neck are more clearly visible. This... This... Cheng Jing is extremely frightened. If the princess dies, neither side will let go of herself

"Come on, come on, step back..." Cheng Jingli shouted, and his voice trembled. Cheng Jing has never seen such a scene. In the great khanate, he is a fourth grade literary minister.

Seeing Cheng Jing's flustered appearance, Ning Lan couldn't help frowning. Is this the case with the envoy of the great Khanate? I couldn't help looking down.

"Ah..." Hua Jing's concealed weapon was transferred back by the masked killer. Holding the flower scene on his right wrist, he bit his lips tightly and locked his eyebrows together

Just as Ning Lan was taken step by step to the entrance of the tent, she heard a charming cry from Huajing! Looking at the red blood on Huajing's right hand covering the wound, he immediately stared at the masked killer.

"How dare you hurt my waiter? You want to die!" Ning Lan, who was angry and pale, shocked the soldiers present.

"You let them leave! Otherwise..." the healthy arm around Ning Lan's neck tightened again, without half pity.

The jade face, which had been pale with anger, was more pale than before! Breathing began to slow down, and tears fell drop by drop.