Zhihan looked directly at him without fear. What she did was worthy of heaven and earth! Even if the sky thundered, she would not feel that she had done something wrong!
Damn those three women!
"Bang!" There was a sound, and Mu Zhentian slapped the table hard: "What a bastard, you killed three of your own sisters, and you dare to say such treasonous words in front of me! If I let you go today
How can you be worthy of your three imperial sisters... Come here! Take her down!" [
The guards drew their swords and stepped forward, approaching step by step!
"Who dares to touch me!" Zhihan's cold gaze swept away, and the silver whip came out of his sleeve, and with a "swish" sound, it fell down a row.
The guards looked at each other and were a little afraid to step forward.
"What are you still doing? Come on! Come on together! Catch her!" Mu Zhen shouted in anger.
No one dared to hesitate anymore. They gritted their teeth and rushed towards a group of guards...
With a "boom", everyone was swept several meters away and then hit the wall and fell to the ground...
Zhihan stared at Mu Zhentian coldly, her cold eyes making people feel chilled and frightened.
Mu Zhentian was so frightened that he took a step back, almost losing his balance. He recalled the terrible dream in his mind, where the woman standing on top of the green dragon wanted to take his life...
Could it be that today was predicted in the dream?
Is he going to die in her hands today?
No, this is impossible! He will not die in the hands of this woman! Absolutely not!
Zhihan raised his long whip, and the silver whip in his hand shot straight towards Mu Zhentian like a spear, preparing to take off his head.
Just when Qian Jun is about to hit!
Suddenly feeling that there was danger coming from behind, she narrowly dodged and the long whip in her hand loosened and became as light as silk.
There was a "whoosh" sound...
A long silver arrow pierced the golden stone pillar!
Zhihan turned around suddenly and saw a young man wearing a purple robe and holding a silver bow, standing on the hanging beam, looking down at her.
He had such a pair of deep and cold eyes that made people feel a bit chilly. His sculpted facial features were so perfect that no flaws could be found. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, as if he was laughing at her.
"Who are you!" Zhihan narrowed his dangerous eyes![