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882. Chapter 882 Emperor Xiangming: A Generation of Talents [19]

"Your Majesty..." Liang Le, who had been standing with Emperor Xiangming at the gate of Yumin Palace for three hours, was a little bit intolerant, but he didn't know how to comfort his master who had traveled all over the world.

"Don't hurt her." Emperor Xiangming left five words lightly, then turned and left.

The glazed palace lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed in the autumn wind, and the dazzling light hit the bright floor, elongating the lonely figure of the emperor. A dead leaf rolled up from nowhere and brushed against the emperor's broad sleeves.

After that, it whirled away in the wind.

On the other hand, Mu Jieyu left Bai Su behind and ran to the Imperial Garden. As the distance got closer, the sound of fierce fighting became clearer and clearer, and occasionally there was the light of a knife. Mu Jieyu seemed to be even more anxious, and raised the question.

After being full of energy, he flew into the imperial garden after a few ups and downs.

In the imperial garden, Xuanyuan Zhirong and his subordinates were fighting with the palace guards. Mu Jieyu's eyes narrowed, he drew out the soft sword at his waist, and leapt into the air, just in time to pick up the cold knife that almost pierced Xuanyuan Zhirong from behind.

open.

With a twist of his wrist, the sword flashed, the sharp sword energy opened a gap and landed on Xuanyuan Zhirong's back. The two of them immediately put their backs to each other, waiting for the guards who kept coming up.

However, contrary to their expectations, the guard quickly pushed away at this moment. Before the two of them could react, a dense batch of arrows were thrown down from the air. The dense arrows made it impossible to dodge, but

The other party seemed to have no intention of hurting their lives, because the arrow happened to not hit their bodies.

At this moment, a general in armor came out and said, "I'll capture you without any help."

Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong looked at each other again. One of them made a move, and the other swung his sword. Their inner breath and sword energy condensed and they attacked the archer. Mu Jieyu even turned around and used his inner strength with a palm.

hit the ground and knock the archer

When everyone was forced to retreat, Xuanyuan Zhirong jumped up, waved his long arm in the air, and scattered a handful of white powder, which blended with the air in the blink of an eye. Mu Jieyu was the first to hold his breath, while the general and the archers could not hold their breath.

Urgent, every one's legs and feet felt weak.

Xuanyuan Zhirong immediately pulled Mu Jieyu and flew towards the planned route. However, when they had just fought out of the imperial garden, they heard a loud bang and an unstoppable air flow flew towards them.

Xuanyuan Zhirong couldn't react. He felt pain in his thigh, and as soon as his breath disappeared, he fell down. Mu Jieyu reached out to catch him, but was a step too late.

When Mu Jieyu landed next to Xuanyuan Zhirong, countless black round holes faced them. Mu Jieyu didn't know what these copper round holes were, but he saw the blood on Xuanyuan Zhirong's thigh.

Lu's flow made them realize that this was not an ordinary thing, and they were doomed.

When Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong were escorted in front of Emperor Xiangming, Emperor Xiangming frowned. He walked in front of Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong, his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, and his big hands

He pinched Mu Jieyu's face, touched it, and then tore it apart with force. A thin piece of human skin was lifted open, revealing the face of a strange woman whose eyebrows had been processed.

The general who had come to arrest Mu Jieyu, probably a strange woman, was frightened when he saw this. He also stretched out his hand to look for Xuanyuan Zhirong's face. After a while, he felt the unevenness, and with the same force, he tore it open, and it turned out to be an extremely ugly face.

An ordinary face.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Emperor Xiangming pursed his lips: "It seems that I still underestimated you!"


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