Li Junze looked like a pig's head at this time, with blood and tears flowing freely, and his whole face was filthy.
What's even more disturbing is that he is already unconscious and still begging. His miserable appearance makes everyone sad.
Comparing it to Li Chen next to him, who is wearing a red dragon robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like jade, and an aura as steaming as a rising dragon, one is actually in the earth and the other is above the nine heavens.
No matter how blind and foolish a person is, there is no way he can compare Li Junze with Li Chen.
After being picked up and pinched by Li Chen, Li Junze seemed to have regained his consciousness a little.
The bright sunshine shone on his face, making him sober up a little.
He tried hard to open his swollen eyes, looked at the men he had brought from his father, opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Help, help me..."
Li Junze's cry for help made some people finally come to their senses.
They suddenly realized that they had come to this point. Killing Li Chen would mean death, and not killing him would mean death.
Let’s not talk about whether the prince Li Chen will let him go. Let’s look at the fate of the prince. How can the prince let people like himself go after he returns?
Thinking of this, the eyes of this small group of people turned red.
Choking!
One man drew a long sword and growled: "Brothers, if you advance or retreat now, you will die, why not take the prince and bury him with you!"
After saying this, the man struck Li Chen with the knife in his hand.
The more than 100 people were obviously in a commotion.
As for the courtiers, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
A few of them, who were less timid, opened their eyes wide and exclaimed.
Only Zhao Xuanji frowned, his eyes flashing with an unknown light.
The moment Li Junze was knocked to the ground by Li Chen, he knew that he had lost today.
It's just that he still has to take one step at a time to see how things will develop.
If the prince dies here, then it may not be a good thing for him.
As for those who took action, Zhao Xuanji didn't take them seriously at all. Li Zecheng was stunned. It was impossible for these people to succeed.
It's just a swarm of ants.
Li Chen, standing in the middle of the crowd, remained motionless in the face of the knife.
It seemed that like Zhao Xuanji, he had no need to dodge when faced with a swarm of ants.
Sure enough, before the sword even touched Li Chen, Gong Huiyu, who had been standing motionless not far away, suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The next second, Li Chen felt a fragrant breeze, a fragrance that was extremely elegant to the extreme, lingering on the tip of his nose. Then there was a scream, followed by an arm flying up with a knife.
Li Chen glanced at the cold-faced Gong Huiyu next to him. This woman likes to remove parts from other people's bodies so much?
Either the head or the arms.
Gong Huiyu said nothing. He pointed the long knife in his hand at an angle to the ground. A drop of blood gathered from the blade to the tip and dripped to the ground.
She didn't say a word, but her cold eyes made everyone understand that anyone who dared to take a step forward would be killed without mercy.
This silent threat is sometimes more impactful than any words.
Especially after seeing the fierce methods of this woman who is as beautiful as a fairy, no one dares to be presumptuous.
After all, your life is your own.
From the burly man to the passerby who didn't even deserve a name, a lot of time had been lost for two lives.
Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, dense footsteps could be heard.
At first glance, it sounds like the number of people is no less than a thousand.
