Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

Chapter 633 Sang Zhi’s Murderous Intent 3
Sang Qi was also frightened by the sudden blood. After all, he was only eight years old, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Pray, don't be afraid." Concubine Yuan Gui hugged the prince into her arms, and looked at Sang Zhi with vigilant and vicious eyes.

Sang Zhi held the long sword and walked towards Concubine Yuan Gui step by step.

As long as Jin Yiwei approached, the long sword in Sang Zhi's hand would cut at anyone he met.

The other party was the prince, and Jin Yiwei didn't dare to make a move, nor did he dare to get too close.

"Today, anyone who dares to stand in the way will die." Sang Zhi breathed coldly.

Jin Yiwei didn't dare to move in spite of his bloodthirsty appearance.

Sang Qi broke free from Concubine Yuan Gui's arm, and took two steps forward to block Sang Zhi: "Eighth Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Prayer, come back."

Sang Zhi looked at him indifferently: "Revenge."

"Although the mother and concubine have colluded with Dongyi, the emperor has already exiled the mother and concubine to the frontier, isn't it enough?" Sang Qi said angrily.

"The prince wants her to die."

"Mother Concubine is at fault, but you are still alive, why are you holding on..."

"She's dead." Sang Zhi raised his indifferent voice, and his eyes became even redder: "Ye Qianning died, all because of her, all because of her, she deserved to die a hundred times, a thousand times."

When the name 'Ye Qianning' was mentioned, Sang Zhi seemed to fall into a kind of madness, his mind was full of bloody images of her tragic death.

"She's dead, she's dead..." He murmured, raising his long sword and slashing around.

Sang Qi was taken aback by his sudden change. Unprepared at all, the long sword slashed towards him, and he had no time to dodge, and his shoulder was cut by the long sword.

"Prayer."

Concubine Yuan Gui exclaimed.

Seeing this scene, the queen trembled in fright, and her eyes widened.

Blood splashed all over Sang Qi's face, he turned his head to look at his left shoulder in astonishment, followed by a heart-rending pain.

"Prayer, praying..." Concubine Yuan Gui stumbled and ran over.

Sang Zhi drew out his long sword, clenched his hands tightly and stabbed again.

Concubine Yuan Gui held Sang Qi tightly in her arms, turned her head and watched the long sword stabbing towards her face, her eyes widened.

'Kang Dang', 'Ding...'

Sang Zhi's wrist was pinched, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Eight royal hidden guards suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and six of them attacked Du Yi together.

Seeing Yinwei appearing, the Queen's complexion changed, she turned around and saw a bright yellow figure walking into the courtyard.

"Chen and concubine see the emperor."

Emperor Bei Li gave her a cold look, and walked past her with a sullen face.

When Concubine Yuan Gui saw the person coming, it was as if she saw a life-saving straw: "Your Majesty, save Qi'er, Sang Zhi is going to kill Qi'er, Your Majesty..."

Emperor Bei Li's eyes fell on Sang Qi's wound, although it was blood red, it was not a fatal wound, but for a moment, his eyes fell on Concubine Yuan Gui's face, his eyes were complicated.

"Your Majesty, take a look at Qi'er, quickly take a look at Qi'er." Concubine Yuan Gui cried.

"Yuan Xuan." Beili Emperor said solemnly.

The little eunuch at the back saluted and left in a hurry.

"You all deserve to die, go and be buried with her..." Sang Zhi struggled, his small face ferocious.

Emperor Beili looked at it and frowned.

The six hidden guards captured Du Yi shortly after they made a move, and put him aside to wait for his release.

The queen secretly observed the expression of Emperor Beili.

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince has gone mad, I can't stay..." Concubine Yuan Gui knew clearly that if the Eighth Prince was not eliminated, she would definitely attack the Crown Prince in the future.

"I have my own plan, and I don't need you to remind me."

Concubine Yuan Gui was slightly taken aback, bit her lower lip tightly, and said with a slow tremor: "Your Majesty, are you really expelling the medicine refining family?"

(End of this chapter)