As soon as Yu Qingluo finished speaking, she subconsciously followed Peng Ying's gaze.
Not far from the crowd, Shangguan Jinzheng stabbed Meng Po in the chest with his sword, with an awe-inspiring aura.
As if almost all the sounds had faded from his ears, blood began to gush out from Meng Po's mouth, dyeing his gray-white clothes red little by little.
He stared with disbelief on his face, staring at Shangguan Jin with a look that could almost spit out sharp knives.
After a long time, Meng Po seemed to find his own voice, "Between us... But, there is an agreement... We are an alliance."
"Agreement? Alliance?" Shangguan Jin laughed and thrust the arrow hilt in his hand for another point.
Meng Po groaned, and then heard Shangguan Jin's voice that sounded like hell, "If you really formed an alliance with me, how could you expose so many flaws to her. Let her know that all this is just our plan. , you know that she is not stupid."
"You..." Meng Po's pupils shrank.
"Do you think this king is someone you can manipulate with applause? Why do you think this king is able to sit in this position?"
If he didn't have a brain, would he still be able to do this safely
What did Meng Po really think of himself, that he was actually playing tricks on him? If he doesn't kill him, how can he be worthy of himself
Meng Po held the sword blade with his fingers and suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Since the prince is a smart man, why do you still follow our plan? Haha, it's not that the prince is unwilling and has hope, hoping that the woman can Be stupid, are you moved? Haha, the prince has been in trouble like this all his life, so what qualifications do you have to say that you are in that position? Sooner or later, you will be pulled down."
"Shut up."
However, Meng Po still wanted to continue, "This is how it will be for the rest of your life, Your Majesty. The former regent believed in being neither poisonous nor husband, ruthless and cold-blooded. Now that he is so indecisive, I think the Kingdom of Thunder is over."
"I, the king, tell you to shut up!!"
Shangguan Jin's breathing became heavier for a moment, and he pulled out the sword with a strong force on his hand.
The sharp sword tip brought out a long string of blood streaks, dyeing Meng Po's clothes even brighter red.
"You will... regret it... you will regret it..."
"Regret?" Shangguan Jin laughed, "How can you regret it? People like you are destined to fail. You are not Ye Xiudu's opponent. I have known this from the beginning. You are not worthy of being with me." I cooperate."
"You..." So, from the beginning, what he said about the agreement and alliance was not true
Meng Po felt that his last breath seemed to have dissipated. He looked at Shangguan Jin, very unwilling and unwilling.
He shouldn't have ended up like this. He should have helped Concubine Meng and helped Ye Haoting ascend to a high position, becoming powerful and at the pinnacle of his life.
How could he be here? If he dies, what will she do? Who else can help her? He helped her so wholeheartedly and fearlessly.
With a "bang", Meng Po's body leaned back, straight up, and landed heavily. Shangguan Jin's figure disappeared from his eyes, and his vision became blurry. In a daze, it seemed as if someone was walking towards him.
Her figure was graceful, soft and boneless, her face was gorgeous, and she was exceptionally good-looking.
He still looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, always with a shy look on his face, and spoke softly, gently and melodiously.
Later, she gradually became more stunning, more stunning, and more elegant, and her temperament became noble and confident, attracting almost everyone's attention.
That's right, the eldest lady from a famous family's family is really uniquely beautiful.
She seemed to be smiling at him and calling his name softly.
Meng Po suddenly laughed at himself. He said that Shangguan Jin was indecisive and fell into the hands of a woman. But what about himself
If he wasn't crazy, why would he do such a rebellious thing? He is also a member of the Mongolian tribe. He was once... a Mongolian who had a very good relationship with the Mongolian patriarch.
Meng Po exhaled slightly from the corner of his mouth and called in a low voice, very softly.
Shangguan Jin looked at him condescendingly, and could only clearly see the corners of his mouth opening and closing, but he didn't know what he wanted to say.
After a long time, Meng Po's opening and closing movements stopped, his eyes widened, looking at the blue sky above his head.
Then, someone shouted, "Master Po is dead."
Just four words, like thunder on the ground, instantly disrupted the rhythm of the more than ten guards brought by Meng Po.
Their movements stalled for a moment, and when they regained consciousness and wanted to retreat, it was already too late.
Xuecheng sent out a contact signal, and Shangguan Jin's secret guards had already arrived. They joined the battle without hesitation, and chopped off those who stood in the way one by one like cutting carrots.
Not long after, blood flowed into a river in the alley at the back door of the inn, and the smell of blood filled the air.
No one in the vicinity dared to take a step closer. They even went to the tribesmen who managed the capital and the various clan elders to report, but no one came back.
Everyone just felt that this day was about to change, as if it was gloomy and indescribable.
At that moment, everyone hid in the house, and no one dared to come out.
All the people Meng Po brought had been killed, and no one was left alive. Only then did Xuecheng put away the blood-stained sword and walked to Shangguan Jin's side.
"Master..."
Shangguan Jin looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking, and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing this, Xuecheng fell silent, but he was just a little worried.
For a moment, the entire alley was silent. It was as if the previous sounds of fighting and killing were all hallucinations and never happened.
Shangguanjin's secret guards were well-trained and began to handle the corpses skillfully.
On the other hand, Yu Qingluo, after seeing that the threat was gone, began to deal with Hongye's wounds with peace of mind.
Fortunately, her life was saved, and she was relieved for the time being. But he still didn't dare to be negligent at all, his hands kept moving, and sweat was already forming on his forehead.
Peng Ying turned around several times, frowning and glancing at Hongye with worry, and then at Yu Qingluo, always worried in his heart.
When he turned around for the third time, he saw Shangguan Jin walking towards this side with several secret guards.
His expression was not good, it could even be said to be gloomy and terrifying.
Peng Ying's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body tensed up instantly, becoming nervous and alert.
The regent of Thunder Kingdom also has an unpredictable temperament.
Although he was helping Miss Yu just now, who knows if he will suddenly turn against them and deal with them again
Thinking of this, Peng Ying didn't dare to slack off at all, and whispered, "Miss Yu, be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Jin had already walked in front of him. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Peng Ying hard, knocking him to the ground.
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