Immediately afterwards, dozens of masked men holding swords surrounded Su Yueming's carriage, with murderous intent, and the dust beneath their feet rose high.
Suddenly, the scene became hazy.
"Ah!" Liu Piao'er and the other three were shocked and pale with fright. They squatted beside the carriage, holding their heads and trembling.
When the six guards protecting the carriage saw this, they immediately drew their swords to defend themselves against the incoming gangsters. On the other side, Xuanyuan Qiche's guards saw that their master was in danger and came quickly.
Someone wants to kill her!
Su Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was obvious that these people were looking at her, not Xuanyuan Qi Che at the side.
More and more masked people were surrounding them, and they were surrounding them with eager eyes. It seemed that these people had already laid an ambush, just waiting for the opportunity to kill her!
Xuanyuan Qiche's bodyguards and the guards of the Prime Minister's Palace who protected the carriage immediately formed a united front to jointly defend against the enemy. Xuanyuan Qiche's face was cold and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Su Yueming came out of his arms and said to him, "The person they want to deal with is obviously me. The Sixth Prince doesn't have to go through this muddy water, so he should leave quickly!"
"How could I leave you at this time?" Xuanyuan Qiche faced the masked men surrounding him, with a murderous look on his face.
"..." Su Yueming frowned. At this moment, why was he saying this?
Xuanyuan Qiche didn't pay attention to Su Yueming's face. He looked at the masked man in front of him and said sternly, "I am the sixth prince of the current dynasty, Xuanyuan Qiche. Why do you have such a deep grudge against Miss Su San that you want to kill me quickly?"
The king advises you to surrender quickly, otherwise, a lot of people will die without a place to die!"
His voice was so cold that it made people tremble, and the masked leader visibly flinched, but with his life at stake, he had to fight——
"Sixth Prince, the person we have to deal with is this woman. I would like to advise the Sixth Prince not to meddle in this business. Otherwise, it will be bad if he becomes an unjust ghost!"
"Hmph." Xuanyuan Qiche snorted coldly, without any hint of flinching in his eyes, and said, "I really have control over her business! Kill her!"
He raised his hand and waved.
Immediately, the well-trained guards behind him surrounded and attacked the masked man.
There were flashes of swords, shouts of fighting, chaos, and bloodshed on the scene.
The coldness in Su Yueming's eyes became deeper and deeper, and a figure suddenly flashed in her mind——
Song Siyuan!
That day at the Prime Minister's Mansion, his eyes were full of murderous aura.
"Follow me!" Suddenly, a deep voice rang in her ears, and before she had time to react, her body had already risen into the air.
It turned out that Xuanyuan Qiche held her waist with one hand, took the sword thrown by the guard with the other hand, and joined the camp to fight the masked man!
His eyes are like ice, his moves are sharp, and his sword can kill people.
Although Su Yueming was with him, he still slashed and killed the two besieging masked men with lightning speed! The spurting blood spilled out and splashed on Su Yueming's face, and a bloody smell filled her
nasal cavity, she almost vomited.
At this moment, a masked man behind Xuanyuan Qiche caught an opening and suddenly rose into the air, raising his sharp blade to attack behind them. At the same time, four more people in front of him slashed at him at the same time!
The situation is critical!
If that sword is cut down, it will definitely pierce Xuanyuan Qiche's heart!
"Ah, be careful!" Su Yueming seemed to notice something. She turned around suddenly and saw the gleaming sword and the ferocious expression of the man holding the sword.
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[Yuan Mo suddenly thought of a sentence: Destiny is a rope that pulls together people who want to stay away]