Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 144 [Prince Crisis [-]]

With such an arrogant and domineering tone, you can tell who it is. The leader of the man in black who wanted to kill Gandong just a second ago tightened his face, with unconcealable panic in his eyes, and shouted: "Get out!"

When the well-trained people in black heard the leader's words, they ran away as if they were being pardoned. Although they knew that King Jinnan's true energy in his body would drop on the fifteenth day, his sanity was somewhat unclear. There is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy. Once he makes a move, if he targets you, he will definitely kill you.

They still clearly remembered that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of that year, King Jinnan chased the entire capital just to catch the killer who only touched the corner of his clothes. In the end, the murderer was chopped to death with a knife alive. The coming and pain of death are so bloody and terrifying.

For this reason, when they heard Xuanyuan Jiaye's voice, their first thought was to run, but how dare they run without the leader's order, and now the leader has given the order to retreat, so they are naturally desperate to escape , the corner of Dong Dong's mouth twitched at that speed.

He stood up tremblingly, and led the remaining dozen or so hidden guards standing outside the study of the palace, walked to the main entrance of the study and knelt down to welcome the master.

However, after a while, no one was seen coming.

Gan Dong frowned, raised his head and called tentatively: "Master Qi, are you there?"

The voice fell, there was no movement around, and it was quiet.

Just when Qiandong was about to speak again, Chen Lingling slowly walked out of the darkness, her sharp eyes fell on the injured guards, the heat in her eyes was so hot that even Gandong couldn't stand it.

"Princess, why are you here?" Gan Dong was surprised.

But just after asking, his eyes widened in vain, and he couldn't believe it: "Wang... Wangfei, it was... you?"

The group of heavily injured hidden guards behind them looked at the girl in front of them in horror. If Qiye really came back, it is impossible for Qianbei not to appear.

Looking at their astonished faces, Chen Lingling brewed his emotions, imitating Xuanyuan Jiaye's voice and tone, "The king is late."

After the words fell, Qiandong's eyes suddenly turned red, with tears in his eyes, and he knelt on the ground and looked at the cold girl in front of him.

Seeing that Qiandong was inexplicably suffering, Chen Lingling suddenly panicked, touched his nose, and said awkwardly: "Why, it's not like? It's not like you, so I won't cry."

"No...it's not, Wangfei." Gandong hurriedly lowered his head to hold back his tears, "It's the prince, when he saved his subordinates, he used the same tone, this voice, and... these words."

That year, he broke into the enemy's camp alone, but was ambushed by the enemy, and was tied up on a high platform by the enemy, waiting for thousands of arrows to pierce his heart, and when the archers were ready, he also said goodbye to his master in his heart , the man appeared.

His domineering aura was like a rainbow, and with a random wave of his hand, the group of archers were blown away, and his murderous aura scattered across the enemy camp like a storm. The blood rain stained half the sky red, and the man threw him Rescued him from the high platform, and said to him: "This king is late."

That is a kind of trust, a kind of entrustment.

A high-ranking prince who can command thousands of troops to smash through the enemy's city with a snap of his fingers. In order to save him, a subordinate who is as humble as the dust, he personally came and did it himself, regardless of the danger of being surrounded by the enemy. saved.

Gan Dong will never forget this kindness in his life.

(End of this chapter)