"Who is your highness calling?"
Deep male voice, Su Yueru for a moment dull, holding the hands of the door valve slightly shaking, familiar figure came from the dark, dressed in a black robe, handsome face with a cold smile, mouth slightly hook, but like the night out of the Rocha general, people are not cold and shudder.
Seeing the familiar figure, Su Yueru felt aggrieved and her eyes were red.
"Here you are at last..."
The corner of the lip moved, and the voice of the exit brought a strong cry.
This bastard must have come early. She was bullied by the prince's pervert.
If she couldn't get out just now, would he be watching the war there?
Mo Beichen was shocked when he heard Su Yueru's voice, especially the thick nasal sound, which made his whole heart tighten up. A flash came to Su Yueru's side, and once his long arm stretched out, he pulled her into his arms. He saw her messy clothes and embarrassed appearance, and even frowned.
The deep in the eyes is dark again.
"At this time, you should call me Wang's name."
Leaning against her ear, he whispered that he felt the person in his arms shaking violently, and Mo Beichen wrapped the person in his arms,
"I will take you home."
"Well Go home... "
Su Yueru has never felt like now that the word "home" is so wonderful, and she has never felt like now that "home" is no longer a simple word, but a house with people you love and people who love you, waiting for you to go home and take you home.
"Want to go? I'm afraid it's not that easy. My prince's mansion is the place where you can come and go as you like! "
Mo Yu hummed a low, "Pa Pa ~" hit two palms, and saw dozens of dark guards with cold knives sprang up all around, and surrounded the courtyard.
"Uncle Huang, I admire you for coming here alone. It's a pity that you never come back today."
"Oh? It's up to you. As long as you're here, you'll be gone. "
Feeling the uneasiness of the person in his arms, Mo Beichen no longer talks with that person, grabs her waist and feet a little, and rises up.
"There are assassins who break into the prince's residence without permission. The sword has no eyes. They will be killed by our palace!"
Those bodyguards are Mo Yu's dead men, even if he wants them to kill the emperor Lao Tzu, they will not blink. What's more, the prince's reason is still so high sounding.
He didn't know who broke into the prince's mansion, but he only knew that it was an assassin. At most, if he died, he would be killed by mistake.
"Mo Beichen, such a big battle is to attract you..."
"Well, are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid."
"Fool, what are you afraid of when you have the king."
Su Yueru wants to say something else, but the man buries her head on his chest. The wind blows in his ear, mixed with the Ding Dong of weapons.
The nose breath is full of thick bloody smell, Mo Beichen does not let her see, she does not see.
"Mr. Wang, you go first and give it to your subordinates."
It's the voice of elder martial brother Xifeng.
Mo Beichen bowed his head and cast a glance at Su Yueru, who closed his eyes tightly. He answered "good."
"Is my prince's mansion a place where you can come and go whenever you want? Chase me
"Yes."
Mo Beichen holds Su Yueru's waist and jumps out of the wall. Behind him, he shoots hundreds of arrow feathers. Mo Beichen rolls his broad robes one by one, and then draws those arrows into the wide sleeves. When he throws them loose, those arrow feathers are reflected back.
"Shua Shua ~" hit several dark guards flying up directly.
Xifeng stood on the top of the wall with a cold moon machete in his hand. The cold sword came out of its sheath, and the moonlight poured on it, sending out bursts of chill. When he got up and fell, the dark guard in front of him couldn't make a move. He just opened his eyes and couldn't see how he acted. He sealed his throat with a sword. The wound didn't even come out of blood, only a bloody cut, and a drop of blood on the tip of the knife Drop down the blade, no one can jump over him.
When Mo Beichen disappears into the night with Su Yueru in his arms, the west wind snorts coldly, puts the sword into the sheath, turns around and wants to leave.
But just turned around, in front of then blocked a person, under the moonlight is a white robe, in the hand of the sword pointed at his throat, eyebrows with a chill.
"Lonely, you come just in time. Take down the thief for our palace, and other people will chase after us!"
"Yes."
The rest of the bodyguards answered, without the west wind's blocking, they followed Mo Yu's calm face and flew out of the prince's mansion.
In the dark, a figure shrinks back. It's su Yuelan's servant girl, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth. Now there is civil strife in Daqi. As long as the prince and the king of Qi move hands, or the king of Qi falls down, who else can block the way of the master? Daqi is not in Jiang's bag!
……
"It's you."
Dugu sneered. If he hadn't been saved, he wouldn't be in so much trouble now."I didn't expect to see you again."
"If you tell me the whereabouts of yun'er, I may spare your life."
Give him a break?
Xifeng sneered, took out the cold moon knife, took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, gently wiped it on the blade, and said in a low voice.
"It depends on whether you have the ability to take my life."
"It's a big one."
With a low drink, he just can't stand this kind of ice face, as if everyone owes him money.
Bai Yun must have run away with this ice face. He and his master can't find it.
"When I win you, I will find out the whereabouts of yun'er."
As soon as the man's eyes narrowed, he drew his sword and flew up, and the west wind raised his sword to block it.
The sound of "Ding ~" is the sound of the intersection of the blades. The west wind turns its wrist fiercely, and the blade turns. It pulls out a sword flower and goes straight to the weaker footwall of the man. They are just above the courtyard wall. You come and I go, one black and one white. It's not like fighting under the moonlight, it's like dancing.
……
And Mo Beichen holding Su Yueru all the way, the prince's people are behind a section, how can those people be mo Beichen's opponent, naturally can't catch up, but Mo Beichen ambush the shadow guard on the road, Mo Yu this time is really too, since he is chasing, he will let him lose a blood.
"What about people?"
Mo Yu said a low curse, holding the reins of the horse. There was no one in the street, not even a watchman. It was so quiet around that he could only hear his own voice except the wind.
I lost someone at this fork in the road.
"Divided into four ways, we are bound to catch up with the king, men and women There's no one left alive! "
"Yes, my subordinates take orders."
Su Yueru, our palace has given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame our palace for being cold-blooded and merciless!
With the horse's neighing, dozens of bodyguards immediately divided into four groups. Suddenly, only a "whoosh ~" sound was heard, and a flaming arrow feather pierced the sky.