"Fu Long..." The moment she saw Fulong being escorted in, Chu Qianli's whole body became stiff.
Fulong couldn't see her panicking the most, so he hurriedly said: "Don't worry about me, he won't kill me!"
At most, it's just a little physical pain.
"Really?"
Feng Yexuan's voice was as cold as coming from hell.
"Leng Ji, bring the sword."
"Wang, your lord..." Although Leng Ji knew that the emperor was in danger, the prince was actually extremely anxious.
But, does the prince really want to threaten Fulong with his life?
By doing this, his escape route with Chu Qianli was completely cut off.
Prince...do you really not care about anything?
Feng Yexuan's cold gaze swept across Leng Ji's body.
Leng Ji has not moved for a long time, he has lost all his patience!
Suddenly he scooped it up with a big palm.
Leng Ji felt his waist loosen, and the prince grabbed the sword from the air.
With a hiss, the long sword sank into Fulong's abdomen and was pulled out fiercely.
The man holding the sword never blinked.
The blood was still sliding down the tip of his sword.
"Fu Long!" This sword came so fast that no one was mentally prepared.
She watched helplessly as the sword sank into Fulong's abdomen and was pulled out ruthlessly. She watched helplessly as Fulong's blood splashed all over the ground.
But there is nothing she can do!
"Feng Yexuan, you lunatic!"
Chu Qianli wanted to rush over.
Leng Ji was frightened and hurried over to grab her wrist and stop her.
"Miss Chu, don't...don't go there..."
In fact, Leng Ji felt that the prince’s move was really ruthless.
Once upon a time, they were all on the battlefield together and fought side by side.
Your Majesty... why did it become like this?
Fulong groaned, and the severe pain at that moment made his whole body stiff.
But seeing Chu Qianli frantically trying to come over, the pain in her heart was greater than the injuries on her body.
"Ah Li... calm down, don't... be like this, Ah Li..."
"Oh, why are your men so devoted to you? Are their hearts blinded by lard?"
Feng Yexuan raised the long sword in his hand again: "Man, do you want to save him or not?"
"Feng Yexuan...ah! No! No!"
This madman! This madman's second sword has already penetrated Fulong's body.
The moment the long sword was drawn out, Fulong's legs softened and he knelt on the ground on one knee.
A face suddenly turned pale and colorless.
"Fu Long!" Chu Qianli struggled hard, "Let me go! Leng Ji, let me go! Let me go over and see him! Let me go!"
"Girl, you can't...can't go there." Although Leng Ji couldn't bear it, he didn't dare to let go.
The current prince is really terrifying, he looks very much like the God of War, King Xuan, on the battlefield.
But what he is facing now is the person who has been with him through life and death.
He could actually treat his enemies the same way he treated them on the battlefield...
Leng Ji felt very panicked. If she let Chu Qianli pass, the prince might not hurt her.
He didn't want to see Chu Qianli get hurt.
"Girl, just surrender and treat the emperor!" Leng Ji advised in a hoarse voice.
Chu Qianli gritted her teeth, her teeth were trembling, and her whole body was trembling with despair!
Fulong looked at her thin body shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind, and his heart was completely painful.
"Ah Li, don't... worry about me."
But in his heart, he was also desperate.
How could Ah Li ignore him?
Ah Li can take his own life, but he can never just watch something happen to his friends!
