The British Duke's people protected the British Duke and the Crown Prince, but no one took the initiative to help.
There are three waves of people in the courtyard, three minds, and three completely different positions.
The assassin who came to assassinate Zuo Xingzhi had strong martial arts, but the martial arts of Zuo Xingzhi's bodyguards were not weak either.
The two waves of men and horses fought together, fighting for their lives with every move.
Mo Li was originally protecting Tang Miaoxin, but when he saw the assassins fighting with Zuo Xingzhi in front of him, his eyes widened.
He turned to Tang Miaoxin and said excitedly: "Princess, this is Shuxiu!"
Tang Miaoxin was a little surprised. Shuxiu assassinated Zuo Xingzhi?
She understood the reason as soon as she thought about it.
While they were talking, Shuxiu had already been stabbed with a sword.
Li Qiye was a little anxious: "Princess, you promised me!"
It was Ning Guzhou who was standing nearby, otherwise he might have pulled on Tang Miaoxin's sleeve.
Tang Miaoxin was watching the fun with great interest, but knowing that the assassin was Shuxiu, she couldn't watch the fun anymore.
In any case, Shuxiu saved Xiao Tiandou.
Tang Miaoxin looked at Ning Guzhou. Ning Guzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "If you want to save, go ahead and save him."
This was what Mo Li was waiting for. As soon as Ning Guzhou finished speaking, he rushed over with two guards and swords.
At this time, several of the secret guards who had accompanied Shuxiu to assassinate Zuo Xingzhi had been killed and injured, and she was also seriously injured.
At this moment, she felt that she might not survive.
She originally had nothing to worry about in this world. The only thing that made her regret was that she could not meet that shy little scholar before she died.
She sighed softly, looking at the sword that had pierced her chest, she was powerless to stop it.
At this moment, a sword came across and deflected the sword that was about to stab her chest.
She was slightly surprised. When she turned around, she saw the shy little scholar with a serious expression on his face. He held a sword in his left hand and stabbed the guard next to him to death with one strike.
She was stunned for a moment, thinking she was about to die and hallucinating.
She stretched out her hand to rub her eyes. The shy little scholar was still there, but the sword in her hand was swinging even more fiercely.
In just the blink of an eye, he took care of all the guards surrounding her.
The level of martial arts was completely beyond her expectation.
Her whole body stayed there, her eyes full of disbelief.
He was now full of murderous aura, completely different from the gentle and harmless look she remembered before.
His eyebrows were no longer gentle, and his cute baby face actually showed a bit of fierceness like an unsheathed sword when he started killing people.
Isn't he a little scholar with no strength? How did he become a powerful person in martial arts?
There are many things that Shuxiu cannot figure out at the moment.
She was seriously injured, and she was a little unsteady and fell to the side.
Li Qiye grabbed her and said, "Be careful."
The voice was one she was familiar with, and the embrace was very warm, but she felt even more confused.
She had many conjectures in her mind, but those conjectures were floating in the air and could not be implemented, which made her feel even more delusional.
Just at this time, another guard came over. Mo Li held her with one hand and stabbed her with his backhand.
He drew his sword again, and blood splashed on Shuxiu's face, bringing her back to reality.
She couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
Li Qiye felt that this question was a little troublesome. He didn't know how to answer it. He smiled at her slightly awkwardly.
They were still fighting now, otherwise he would still want to scratch his head.