After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 189

Jiang Qi dragged a chair for himself slowly, and sat lazily, his phoenix eyes were cold and calm.

The person behind the handwriting seems to want to keep him in Yuezhi forever.

Wen Yan came to his side at some point, beheading the killer who tried to get close for him.

"Who sent you here?"

While wielding his sword, Wen Yan asked a stupid question that would be asked by a killer on the road.

However, no one paid him any attention.

Those killers looked cold, and they didn't have the slightest mood swing because of the gentle words.

Jiang Qi stroked the hairband on his wrist, "Kill them all."

These people are obviously dead soldiers, since it is useless to keep them, they should all be killed.

After the people brought by Showa fought with Emperor Ming's men at the Qingfeng Inn, there were only a hundred or so left.

In addition, he was also seriously injured in Wen Mo's hand, and it was really difficult to deal with such a deadly soldier at the moment.

As for the envoys that came with Wen Yan, no one except him knows how to fight.

For a moment, Wen Yan couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Your Highness, please leave first, these people will be handed over to Weichen and others."

When he said this, he wanted to risk his life. Although they had an advantage in numbers, they were not flattering in front of the dead.

Just in case, Jiang Qi had better leave first with the mission.

Jiang Qi stroked the long sword in his hand, looked at Wen Yan, "Leave?"

"Tonight, Gu will live here."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qi's figure disappeared in place like a ghost. Wherever he passed, the sword made no false moves, and blood was bound to be seen!

The man was bloodthirsty and ruthless, like a demon descending on the world in this thunderstorm evening, with a knife in his hand, without the slightest warmth.

Looking at such unfathomable Jiang Qi, Zhaohe couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. Even he couldn't resist the three moves with such skill.

If His Highness wanted his life, he would never have the chance to speak.

Showa shrank his neck, and the awe in his eyes was unprecedentedly high. He seemed to see the scene of Jiang Qi leading the Great Zhou to kill all directions and expand the territory!

As long as Yue Huan dies, His Highness will no longer be fettered, and he will definitely be able to lead Da Zhou to become number one in the world!

Not a few years, he can afford to wait.

Showa looked at those dead men with murderous eyes, no matter who these killers are today, they must die, and no one can stop His Highness from returning to Dazhou!

Wen Yan wanted to step forward to protect Jiang Qi's body several times, but Jiang Qi's sleeves were not even stained every time. Jiang Qi's sword was fast and ruthless, and his sword moves were beautiful and killing people without any mercy.

He was secretly shocked by Jiang Qi's martial arts attainments, he always felt that His Highness did not use all his strength, and the posture of killing these people was very easy.

With Jiang Qi's massacre in all directions, more than half of the 50 people were consumed in an instant.

Rao even the dead soldiers became a little timid after seeing this battle.

Clutching the sword in his pale hands, he looked at Jiang Qi warily. The news was wrong. No one had ever said that Jiang Qi's martial arts were so good.

Didn't it mean that he was imprisoned in the Yuezhi Palace for five years, so he was a useless waste?

I'm afraid it will be here today.

Those who are dead soldiers, even if they know that the other party is an unshakable and powerful enemy, they still have to fly moths to the flames to sacrifice their last lives for their masters.

Their lives have never been in their control.

Even though Jiang Qi was walking among the dead, the elegant clothes on his body were not stained with a trace of blood. He was still that cold and noble nobleman until the moment he drew his sword.

The blood on the blade was pouring, dripping down the tip of the blade, the blood of the dead and the soldiers mixed together, combined with the transparent rain.

Form a bloody stream.

This dilapidated inn was a little damaged during the fighting, but it was barely livable.

"Clean it up."

Jiang Qi wiped the blood on the sword coldly, without even looking at the dead soldiers who were wiped out.

"Your Highness thinks that these killers were sent by Emperor Ming?"

Wen Yan looked at Jiang Qi's expression, and thought about speaking.

Although Zhaohe stood aside without saying a word, his eyes fell on Jiang Qi calmly.

"What does the prime minister think?"

Jiang Qi didn't raise his head, his long eyelashes blocked the look in his eyes.

"We set off overnight from Gusu, Emperor Ming is the most suspicious."

But why is it now after a few days, if Emperor Ming wants to assassinate His Highness, the night when he leaves Gusu is the best time.

Zhaohe's eyes flashed, and he echoed, "Yes, Your Highness, Emperor Ming is absolutely inseparable."

"He was not willing to let His Highness leave from the beginning."

Jiang Qi wiped the long sword clean repeatedly, and then raised his eyes to look at the two, "Could it be that Emperor Ming is the only person in this world who wants to die alone?"

"Emperor Ming is very lonely and arrogant. If he wants Gu's life, he will never let Gu leave Gusu."

Furthermore, Yan Qi's suicide that night was not only forcing him to leave, but also forcing Emperor Ming.

For Yue Huan's sake, it is impossible for Emperor Ming to kill him behind his back.

"Your Highness means that these killers are from Da Zhou?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Yan's body. Da Zhou, who seemed to be united from top to bottom, actually wanted the crown prince to stay in Yuezhi forever?
Jiang Qi's eyes were deep, "I'll know when I go back."

He is the only prince of Great Zhou, and now his father is seriously ill, if he stays in Yueshi forever.

Then who will the throne of the Great Zhou fall on?

If he was still the same Jiang Qi five years ago, these four or fifty dead men would indeed be enough for him to be buried here.

But now, he will only personally send those who want to kill him to hell one by one!

Zhaohe looked at Jiang Qi's shady appearance, and couldn't help but look at the killers on the ground again.

Neither he nor Wen Yan are fools.

Now there is indeed one person who is in the limelight in the Great Zhou Dynasty. If His Highness really can't go back, then he...

It's been another half month.

Yan Qi and his party finally arrived outside the imperial capital.

Looking at the majestic and majestic Huangdu, Yan Qi couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Jiang Qi left the Huangdu a few months ago.

She and Jiang Qi were sitting outside the carriage, and Jiang Qi was driving the carriage. She looked back at the gradually moving imperial capital, and thoughts flooded her heart.

At that time, she made up her mind to send Jiang Qi away to reverse the crisis of Yueshi.Taking Jiang Qi out of the city alone, he had already expected today's ending.

Fortunately, everything is what she wants.

In the future, at the gate of the imperial capital, she hopes that Jiang Qi will never be ushered in.

When Emperor Ming returned to the imperial capital, the gates of the city were opened wide, and the people along the street were separated by soldiers, and they all knelt on both sides of the street.

Shouting long live the emperor, long live, long live!
His Royal Highness, a thousand years ago, a thousand years ago!
Your Royal Highness is a thousand years old!
Chang Sheng in the crowd was pushed by the battle and knelt down and shouted, he has been in the imperial capital for so long, and now he is lucky enough to meet a nobleman in the palace.

Unable to restrain himself, he secretly raised his eyes to look at His Highness the Crown Prince who was walking in the forefront on a tall horse. When he saw the Prince's face clearly, his eyes widened uncontrollably.

It was the big brother who saved him!

Changsheng's heart beat wildly, and his fairy benefactor, whom he hadn't seen for a long time...

His eyes suddenly stared straight at the carriage behind him, and he swallowed nervously.

Probably God was merciful, the breeze swept in, and the curtain was raised with a gap.

(End of this chapter)