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1335.Chapter 1335 Who is the one who creates hatred? 03

Everyone stared at him, watching him slightly curling the corners of his lips and actually laughing. That smile was so captivating that no one dared to look at him.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips gently, like a bloodthirsty beast. Suddenly, he raised his hand and rushed into the group of guards with his body like lightning.

No one saw where his weapon was, but wherever he went, people fell down one by one like chopping vegetables, with their throats broken and blood flowing everywhere.

At this time, arrows were raining down from behind, and Wu Hensheng kept throwing corpses up to block his back, forming a human shield.

In just a few more moments, he could lightly smear the emperor with a knife, and then tell him very excitedly...

Wu Hensheng had never been so excited before. He had killed countless people, but only at this moment was he most excited.

The guards in the palace kept coming, but they were helpless. They had never seen such a person before. He was not a human being, he was simply a devil.

Even if His Highness the King of Qi, when he attacked Moyun Kingdom, entered the enemy's formation alone and killed many people, I'm afraid it was nothing more than this.

Liu Yu was rescued, he was simply bandaged, and after asking for the direction of the assassin, he hurriedly chased him.

When Wu Hensheng flew up and stabbed the emperor, the emperor's mind flashed through the face of the queen, the faces of her two sons, the faces of countless people who died in his hands, and Concubine Shu, who seemed gentle but strong.

Stubborn woman...

"My life is over." He closed his eyes, but there was no sharp blade as expected.

But he saw that one person had already caught the assassin's move, and the two of them fought fiercely like tigers coming out of their cages and meeting their opponents.

Although the man was wearing ordinary cloth, his cold handsomeness and grace were not compromised. He fought with the assassin who was like a ghostly ghost without losing the slightest bit.

He didn't have any weapons in his hands, his inner strength was surging, his clothes were fluttering, and his posture was like dancing, graceful and graceful, yet calm in the emptiness.

Moving like flowing clouds, steady like mountains.

When the emperor saw clearly that the man was Huangfu Jin, he immediately relaxed physically and mentally and fell to the ground. Several guards rushed forward to support him.

The guards cheered and shouted, "King Qi, King Qi, King Qi!"

At this time, hundreds of officials also hurriedly entered the palace, and several important ministers hurriedly followed the guards to Jingyu Palace.

The ministers immediately asked for forgiveness. The emperor was still frightened, but he also knew that he could not blame them. He waved his hand and immediately had people surround the assassins.


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