The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Wu Yu's words made Huangfulian stop and stop moving forward.

The injury on his hand hasn't healed yet, and he is still holding someone in his arms, so he can't take care of himself. He really couldn't help Mo Neng in the past, and even dragged Mo Yong...

Huang Fulian took a deep breath, and shouted to the crowd surrounded by guards, "Mo Yong, this king ordered you not to die, let this king live!"

"Yes!" There was a resonant response from the crowd surrounded by swords and swords.

"King, let's go!" Even though he was very worried about those soldiers and wanted to stay and help, Wu Yu didn't dare to joke about Huang Fulian's life. [

While protecting Huangfulian, he repelled one or two guards who ran over from Mo Yong, and ran towards the door.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!" Xiahou Fengli, who was a foot away, saw Huangfulian leading the people out of the siege, his eyes turned cold, and he jumped up with his sword in hand, blocking Huangfulian and Wu Yu's way. before.

When Wu Yu saw the person standing in front of him, his heart sank, and only two words came to mind, that is

Finished!

If the person blocking the way was any other guard, he was confident that he could still handle it.

However, the person blocking the way is Xiahou Fengli!

Both Wu Yu and Mo Yong knew that they were not Xiahou Fengli's opponents at all.

The only one who can compete with Xiahou Fengli in martial arts is their king.

And now, their king's body is simply...