Thief Saint and Ghost Doctor felt a strong wave of profound energy when they walked out of the room.
The two men's faces froze, and they quickly moved in the direction of the wave.
Long Yunzhan and Qiao Jin, their bodies covered with scars, retreated steadily.
Standing in front of the two of them were row after row of men in brown suits.
The clothes are extremely simple, and the most eye-catching thing is that they have a very conspicuous "Emperor" embroidered on their arms.
That is…
Disciple of the Imperial Palace!
Any one of the disciples of the emperor's palace would have a pivotal position in the arena.
Anyone who walks out randomly will be a person above Xuanxuan fifth rank!
As for the group in front of them, there are about thirty or so disciples of the imperial palace, the lowest level of Xuanxuan is in the realm of Xuanxuan ninth rank, and the highest has reached the sixth rank of Dixuan.
"That kid, Emperor Zun, is really interested in that girl Qing Luo."
Thief Saint clicked his lips, his hanging heart finally settled down.
"These disciples of the imperial palace must be selected from among the top disciples of the imperial palace."
He sent more than 30 high-class disciples just to protect those people that Ye Qingluo cared about.
For Di Moxuan, if he didn't really care about it, if he didn't really care about it.
Di Moxuan would definitely not do such a thing.
The disciples of the imperial palace trained in an orderly manner.
After blocking those attacks for Long Yunzhan and the others, he quickly re-divided his responsibilities.
Twenty people stayed and continued to fight against the dark forces.
The rest of the dozen or so people dragged Long Yunzhan and Qiao Jin towards Zhao Bo and the others.
The dozen or so people were extremely nimble, and quickly approached the bedroom, holding the sleeping teenager inside on their shoulders, and left without looking back.
And those dark forces who tried to sneak into the bedroom secretly and attack the injured teenagers were also wiped out immediately.
Zhao Bo and others stared at the disciples of the imperial palace dumbfounded.
He has been in the mercenary group for many years, so he naturally understands the meaning of the word "Emperor" on their cuffs.
Imperial Palace...
The first house of the realm of Nirvana.
Unexpectedly, the disciples of the imperial palace would appear here and help them.
At this moment, Zhao Bo felt more and more that he was following a good team.
When the managers of their mercenary group grow up, their mercenary group will definitely become the number one mercenary group in the future!
"What are you doing here in a daze, take the brothers away!" Qiao Jin urged, slapping Zhao Bo on the back of the head.
Zhao Bo responded again and again, and transferred the brothers together with the disciples of the imperial palace.
Qiao Jin glanced at the directions where the brothers were busy moving back and forth, and immediately turned his attention to the battlefield.
Twenty or so disciples of the imperial palace faced a hundred or so people from the dark forces, and Ye Qingqian harassed them from time to time.
It's really hard.
If it wasn't for their perfect cooperation, full of tacit understanding, and absolute strength, they would definitely suffer.
After dozens of rounds of melee, both sides were at a stalemate.
Qiao Jin squeezed the money dart tightly, and was about to rush forward to help.
But a big palm pressed against his shoulder, stopping his steps.
Qiao Jin looked sideways and met a pair of cold blue eyes.
"You take Xiao Yi out first, no one has gone to her room yet." Long Yunzhan persuaded.
Qiao Jin paused: "But... what should we do over there? Lord Emperor Zun specially sent someone to protect us, and we must not let the disciples of the Emperor's Palace make any mistakes, otherwise..."
How did they explain to Lord Emperor Zun
What face is there, facing Ye Qingluo
"I'll go." Long Yunzhan said calmly, "Your injuries are too serious. If you continue to fight... you will fall down before Xiao Yi recovers."