Ji Rong opened the door and came in.
As soon as he stepped in, his footsteps paused, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and Lai Fu, who was following behind him, asked cautiously, "Your Majesty?"
Ji Rong raised his hand slightly.
The voice is extremely indifferent.
"You go down."
Laifu didn't doubt that he was there, so he turned his back and walked away, "The slave will leave."
Ji Rong raised her eyes, glanced around the room a few times, and finally fixed her gaze on a certain place.
His eyes were dark.
The corners of the bright red lips curled into a mocking arc.
Ji Rong picked up the long sword hanging on the shelf, squeezed his hand, and walked slowly towards the screen.
Few people know.
Ji Rong, the current emperor of the Ji Dynasty, is not only full of economics, but also has world-class martial arts skills. He was supposed to be a wise and talented monarch of a generation, but for some reason he became like this.
Obviously, Prince Yuan Xian, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old back then, was such a handsome and handsome young man, not the generation of tyrants that people are afraid of today.
…
Fu Yue hiding behind the screen.
She silently glanced at the assassin behind her, and then noticed Ji Rong who was getting closer.
"..."
A burst of suffocation.
Things seem to be screwing up.
Originally, she just wanted to scare Ji Rong, so she hid behind the screen, ready to have a love affair with him.
As a result, an assassin came in halfway.
And hid behind a screen with her!
Fu Yue had an ominous premonition.
Would Ji Rong think they were accomplices, conspiring to assassinate him
There was a "stab".
The delicate screen was split by a sword.
Both Fu Yue and the assassin hid back, and the screen was broken in half right between them and collapsed.
Fu Yue quickly covered her face with her hands.
Ji Rong also saw clearly the two people standing behind the screen.
A man in a eunuch suit... and a man in black.
Ji Rong's attention was attracted by the little eunuch, and his eyes swept over her twice, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He frowned slightly.
"Put it down."
Hearing this, Fu Yue's hands covering her face became tighter, and she even backed away quietly.
This is a posture to get away.
At this time, the assassin in black came in handy. Without saying a word, he rushed towards Ji Rong with the black scimitar in his hand.
The knife went down, fierce and ruthless.
If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Fu Yue's handsome posture would make him want to whistle.
Ji Rong raised his sword to block very quickly.
Swords collided and sparks flew everywhere.
Ji Rong stared at him with dark eyes, and pulled the corners of her lips: "You are courting death."
Yu Li didn't say a word.
He raised his knife again and slashed at Ji Rong.
The two of them fought for a while, and they fought with each other. Between swords and swords, it was almost impossible to see the movements of the two of them clearly.
The look in Yu Li's eyes was slightly surprised.
He didn't expect that the emperor's kung fu would be so good.
Fu Yue took a look at these two people, and at a glance, he could see that Ji Rong would not be at a disadvantage, and this person even had the upper hand.
She rubbed the soles of her feet with oil and wanted to get away.
Turn around and run away.
Ji Rong noticed Fu Yue, and when she turned around and ran out desperately, looking at the familiar back, he recognized who the little eunuch was from.
"Qin, Chu."
Word for word.
Ji Rong narrowed her eyes, and said sullenly, "Stop for me!"
When he was fighting with this assassin, he was able to distract himself and notice Fu Yue's situation. I have to say that Ji Rong is awesome.