Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

A group of people went straight to the imperial study, but they didn't know that a group of men in black appeared from the lake not long after they left, and followed after them out of the water.

The flames outside the palace could be seen inside the palace. Although it was still silent, everyone was very nervous.

Inside the imperial study room, the lights were brightly lit, and the servants standing outside the room were already walking back and forth like ants on a hot pot.They didn't know what Khan was planning, whether to fight or surrender.They didn't understand what would happen after the king of Yunnan forced the palace, whether to release or kill.They are servants, and at this moment, they seem to have no way to choose what to do. Everything is like a knife hanging in the air, but the rope holding the knife is in the hands of others.

Suddenly, a group of dozens of shadow guards rushed out from the side shadows.Because of the high speed, the other party had already harvested the names of the two guards before everyone could clearly see who was coming.

Blood spattered and sprinkled on the bluestone floor in front of the imperial study room.Everything seemed to happen too fast, the fast servants had no time to dodge, and the speed prevented them from shouting.

Dozens of shadow guards are the sharpest force in the Yunnan palace, and among them are iron cavalry who have been fighting with Hu Gechi on the battlefield all year round.There are more than 60 people in this group. They are highly skilled in martial arts and well-trained.Such a group of assassins, as long as they don't encounter the siege of thousands of people, can definitely stand out from the encirclement and achieve their goals.

The knife is bright, and every knife is harvesting a life.

At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded in the imperial study room.The whistle sounded loud and clear, echoing throughout the Qian Palace.

Before the whistle sounded, a group of hidden guards rushed out from the shadows in all directions.The same black clothes, the same superb martial arts, and the same tacit cooperation.

"kill……"

Brother Hu yelled angrily, the scimitar in his hand was like a bright moon, and the flickering figure rushed directly to the front.

The opponents are all hidden guards, first-class masters, and among them are elites from the Prince's Mansion besides those who have been protecting the Khan all the year round.One of them yelled softly, and the knife in his hand had already met Hu Gechi who was rushing towards him.

This is a duel between the peaks, and everyone is doing their best.At this time, it is no longer possible to discuss his life and death, and it is even more impossible to distinguish right from wrong.

Hu Gechi's machete is extremely sharp, and it is a weapon that has accompanied him in battles all year round.A murderous aura enveloped Fangyuan, and even the scimitar gave off invisible chills.

The knife collided with the knife, and the opponent made a muffled sound and was forced to retreat a few steps. Unwilling to admit defeat, he wanted to raise the knife again and rush forward, but it was a pity that the fishy sweetness in his chest could not be suppressed no matter what, and he spit out with a "poof".

Brother Hu's eyes were as cold as ice, and he swung the knife in his hand again, ruthlessly heading straight for the hidden guard.There is a red ribbon on his arm, fluttering with the scimitar he swung, dazzling like a stream of blood flowing in the water.

The opponent supported his body and raised the knife again, making continuous moves, the moves were extremely fierce.It's just a pity that he still underestimated Hu Gechi, the king of Yunnan known as the god of war, and Shura on this battlefield.

"puff"

The scimitar pierced into the body, but Hu Gechi's eyes only paused for a moment, and he kicked the man out with his feet.The blade was pulled out with force, and blood flowed down the smooth surface of the blade.

The slender and strong hand clenched the knife, and strode towards the brightly lit imperial study.