Looking at the sharp swords coming from the wind, Feng Yichen's eyes narrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his dark pupils. He struck out like lightning, picked up Long who was sitting by the bed and silently flew into the air, dodging several attacks.
Assassination of people.
The moment it fell, there was a pliable soft sword in his hand. He held Long Momo in one hand and pointed the sword at Mo Yiren with the other hand.
If you dare to take action in his place, you are really impatient.
"It's this woman we want to kill. Once this is done, glory, wealth, fame and fortune will be at your fingertips, kill her!" One of the men in black shouted like an oath.
The swords in the hands of several people stabbed at the two of them again like poisonous snakes.
They moved fiercely and pressed forward step by step, with only one purpose, which was to kill the woman in Feng Yichen's arms.
Feng Yichen's black jade-like pupils were full of anger. He held Long Momo tightly in his arms and wanted to touch her unless she stepped over his body.
Long Momo looked at the man in black who kept saying he wanted to kill her in surprise. She had never had any enmity with anyone, so how could someone be so eager to take her life?
Threads of cold light were flying in the room. In just a moment, Feng Yichen felt a little exhausted. In order to protect Long Momo, he had been scratched several times by the sword, and blood kept pouring out from the wounds.
There were dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and he staggered a little, but he still protected the woman in his arms tightly, and would never let them hurt her in the slightest even if she was shattered to pieces.
At the same time, the guards from the palace had joined the fight, and the tables and chairs in the room were flying around, creating chaos.
"Protect the emperor and princess!" The guards surrounded the man in black, but the man in black tightly surrounded Feng Yichen and Long Momo.
For a moment, swords flashed and blood flowed like rivers. The guards were no match for the men in black. Countless people had already died at the hands of the men in black.
It was a new round of assassination, and Feng Yichen could no longer hold on anymore. He glanced at Long Momo affectionately, his lips accurately captured her slightly open pink lips, and swallowed up her surprise that she had no time to express.
call.
The sound of "chi" was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh. Feng Yichen did not hesitate to block the sharp sword that stabbed Long Momo. He would never let them have the chance to hurt her in the slightest.
He kissed her passionately, as if everything had stopped, and he only had her in his eyes at this moment.
He traced the perfect shape of her lips over and over again, sucking deeply on her small pink tongue, forgetting about the assassination behind him and the danger they were in.
His kiss was filled with despair and unconcealable sadness. Maybe this was the last time, maybe he would never see her again. He felt the blood flowing continuously, as if it was draining him dry.
generally.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" Several darts blocked the sharp sword that was about to stab Feng Yichen in time.
The black-clothed man flew to Feng Yichen and Long Momo's side as fast as lightning. His eyes were red, and he struck fiercely, sealing their throats with a sword, showing no mercy.
"Bang, bang, bang." The sound of the corpse falling was only heard in the blink of an eye. Only one man in black was left in the room.
And the reason why he didn't die was because he wanted to find out from him who instigated them to assassinate him.
The men in black were stunned by the killing moves in black. It was clear that they had the upper hand just now, but why did the situation change in just the blink of an eye?
After only a moment, he was captured by the guards and forced to kneel on the ground.
"Feng Yichen!" Long Momo's sad voice sounded. She hugged him and slowly fell down. He could no longer hold on, and the blood stained his entire back.
Her tears fell down onto his face as pale as snow, "Feng Yichen, hold on, the imperial doctor will be here soon."
"Momo, don't cry! I will feel bad!" His eyes were a little blurry due to excessive blood loss. Maybe this time, he was really going to die.
He was very happy to be able to die for her, as long as she was fine, that was fine!
Heiyi quickly knelt down in front of Feng Yichen, with tears shining in his eyes. With trembling hands, he touched the acupuncture points on his body, hoping to stop the blood that kept overflowing from his body, but he couldn't.
any effect.
His lips had also begun to turn white, as pale as paper.
Long Momo had already burst into tears. She just hugged him tightly, feeling his gradually cooling body temperature.
"Momo, do you know? My biggest wish in this life is to marry you, but I don't seem to have this chance! I really don't want to die... I can't bear to leave you."
"You don't want to die. I don't want you to die. As long as you don't die, I will marry you!" Long Momo hugged him and said eagerly. There was only one voice in her heart now. She didn't want him to die. Such a heavy debt
, she couldn’t afford it, and she couldn’t pay it back.
After hearing her words, Feng Yichen's distracted eyes instantly became dazzling like lit stars.
He smiled contentedly.
"Feng Yichen, did you hear that, as long as you don't die, I will marry you!"
She assured him loudly and shook him vigorously, who was already unconscious.
"Save him!" Long Momo turned his eyes to Hei Yi for help, but was pushed away by him.
He held Feng Yichen in his arms and looked at her hatefully, "If anything happens to the Emperor, I will not forgive you!"
At this moment, Long Zaitian and Long Lijin hurried over.
Long Zaitian quickly walked to Feng Yichen, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and ordered in a deep voice, "Put him back on the bed quickly, I want to heal his injuries!"
Upon hearing this, Heiyi picked up Feng Yichen with trembling hands and walked towards the bed.
Long Lijin looked at her lost sister sitting on the ground, walked to her side distressedly, and helped her up, "Don't worry, he will be fine, and for you, he will not let anything happen to himself!"
Long listened to his words silently, hope suddenly ignited in her eyes. She grabbed his arm eagerly, Qiu Shui's eyes were full of expectation, "He won't die, right?"
Her hands were covered with Feng Yichen's blood, leaving bright red marks on Long Lijin's clothes.
"Don't worry!" Long Lijin patted her trembling hands and helped her to the bedside.
Long silently looked at Feng Yichen, who was lying on the bed with an ashen face, and threw himself into Long Lijin's arms, crying silently.
Long Zaitian and Hei Yi turned him over. His most fatal wound was on his back. Without hesitation, they ripped off his clothes with a "squeak" sound, and the hideous wound immediately appeared in front of everyone.
in front of.
The skin and flesh have been opened, and blood is still pouring out from there.
Looking at the shocking wound, Long Momo was stunned. With so much blood, could a person still live?
