Fast-wearing female supporting role always acts as a demon

Chapter 337 The Secret of His Royal Highness (69)

Ye Shuo's eyes widened suddenly, and he waved his hands violently. Following this movement, Fei Fei, a strong man in a bamboo hat who had been quietly standing by, was about to slam into Ye Meng.

The surrounding audience were stunned for a moment, and then they came to their senses. When they yelled "be careful" in unison, many timid talented ladies closed their eyes tightly, for fear of seeing any bloody scenes.

But there was no sound.

Someone cautiously opened one eye, and vaguely saw "Ye Ming" making a sword with both hands, stabbing straight into the strong man's heart.

The forward movement of the strong man seemed to be frozen in place, and the whole person remained motionless.

"Blood! It's blood!"

Finally, someone saw clearly that the brute and vicious man was actually pierced through the heart by "Ye Ming"'s hand sword!

Ye Shuo was absent-minded for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't remember what happened just now.

The only explanation can only be that the damned Ye Meng in front of him is actually well versed in martial arts, and has hidden his terrible kung fu so far!

OK!Ye Shuo gritted his teeth, sure enough!This damn Ye Meng really has evil thoughts in her heart, ready to grab the imperial power from me at any time!

If Ye Meng had time to listen to the system's report at this time, there would be a nine out of ten chance that Ye Shuo's outrageous idea would make her laugh.

Until now, when people turned their heads to look at the handsome young man on the wheelchair, they realized that his expression hadn't changed the whole time, as if he knew what was going to happen.

Only then did people suddenly realize: such mysterious and dazzling two people dared to walk into Fenghua Tower with only one person to meet the challenges of the world. I'm afraid it's not because the city is so deep and they are proficient in both civil and military skills.
With a "Plop", the strong man fell to the ground, and died without having time to utter a sound.

Ye Shuo's pupils were shocked, recalling the situation at this moment, he hurriedly backed away, but was unable to move very far due to surprise and sudden fear.

Ye Meng turned her hands behind her back and walked straight towards Ye Shuo. Although her movements looked extremely slow, she approached Ye Shuo two or three times.

"How could you?" Ye Shuo wanted to say something at first, but when he saw the intermittent bloodstains left by Ye Meng's journey from the corner of his eyes, he was completely choked back.

Ye Meng tilted her head and chuckled, "Are you afraid of me?"

Ye Shuo gritted his teeth, "You're dreaming!" The voice was trembling.

Everyone was terrified at first, and then turned to look at each other. Now seeing the white-faced young man who was disgusting at first glance was at a disadvantage, they felt a sense of joy in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shuo knew that no one would save her, so he was completely desperate.

"Are you afraid that I will kill you?" Ye Meng laughed, "If so, you really have to worry too much! You and I are not the same kind of people! Your Majesty—"

For the last two words, Ye Meng made a very long sound, and while speaking, quickly raised her hand and scratched Ye Shuo's face.

The disfigured scene that people imagined did not appear, but a light black slit appeared on the man's face, and his face shrank rapidly, looking like an old man in his 70s or [-]s.

In the blink of an eye again, "Ye Ming" raised his hand again, and that face fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

People's eyes slid down along with the face, then lifted up at the same time, and landed on that person's face.

There was an uproar at first, and then a deathly silence.

At a certain moment, another dumb voice called out: "How could it be? Yes... His Majesty today!"

(End of this chapter)