She kept trying to struggle, but it was useless. The words coming out of her mouth were the opposite of what she looked like at the moment: "Let me go, I am the Empress of the West Palace, come here, come here."
Under the mask, Mechen had a look of enjoyment, his eyes were full of joy, and the strength in his hands slowly increased: "Ms. Xigong, you are not in my hands at this moment. You are like an ant that can be crushed to death at any time."
His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and Song Yu's neck was pinched so hard that his veins popped out, and his face turned red from the lack of air.
My feet were on the ground, struggling desperately, hoping to explain my pain clearly, and no sound could come out of my throat.
It could only be seen from her frightened eyes that she was finally afraid when she was on the verge of death.
At this moment, his eyes turned upwards with great effort, looking at Mu Chen beggingly.
Mu Chen curled his lips: "You shouldn't target Wan'er."
What he said made Song Yu's pupils tremble. Obviously, the news was shocking to her, and she shook her head vigorously.
Just when Song Yu felt like stars were popping up in her eyes, she clasped the other person's hand in despair, thinking that she was hopeless.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew across her face.
Next, there was only the sound of soldiers meeting each other, and Song Yu was severely thrown aside.
His delicate body couldn't bear it, and he immediately vomited a mouthful of blood. He looked at the two fighting men in confusion and passed out.
Dongfang Zhi was no longer holding the Xiuchun Dao. The laziness of the past was now replaced by the murderous intent emanating from his body, which was full of fighting power.
"Hey, if you wear a mask, you won't know who you are? This is not a good habit."
After saying that, he directly faced him with the knife in his hand.
Mu Chen didn't expect that someone would come. All the people in the West Palace had been knocked down by him, so he lost a little bit of vigilance in his heart.
He was seriously injured by Dongfang Zhi who was just waiting for him.
Looking at the blood dripping on the ground, Mu Chen knew that he could not fight Dongfang Zhi at this moment.
He just sprinkled a bag of powder over there and brought the powder with him, but the expression on his face was surprised: "Why you."
Before he could say the next words, Dongfang Zhi, who was not a talkative person, directly slashed off his mask with a knife.
He looked at the other person with sinister eyes, looking at him with murderous intent, and regained his previous lazy energy: "Ah, as expected, Mu Chen."
However, a turbulent wave arose in his heart, his eyes tightened, he must not stay with this person.
It's just that everything today was destined not to go according to his wishes from the moment Dongfang Zhi appeared.
"Long time no see." Mu Chen seemed to feel that he had been forced to do nothing, and his whole body relaxed, and the two of them just looked at each other.
Dongfang Zhi sneered, but didn't talk nonsense to him. He went straight for him with a knife, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "My accountant told me that people die from talking too much."
He went up directly and knocked the person down. Before he fell down, Muchen didn't even think about it. He probably didn't have time to think about things. Why did it happen like this?
Obviously everything is perfect and there can be no mistakes.
Seeing the man fall, Dongfang Zhi put it away and looked at him with disgust: "Don't be so brave when you are old.
If you want me to relax my vigilance, I have already been tricked more than ten years ago. I was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of well ropes for ten years."
"His Royal Highness." Looking at the people who came in, Dongfang Zhi put away his energy.
Feng Qiming walked in and looked at the person lying on the ground, his eyes filled with coldness: "Take him away."
"Thank you for your hard work today, Commander." After saying that, he walked out directly.