Just as he felt a stinging pain in his chest, Ran Xiaoyu suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him.

Before she could react, she saw two figures passing by on both sides quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a spark flashed in front of me.

I heard a harsh sound of "Dang", and two knives stretched out from both sides at the same time, and directly placed on the handle of the knife, and even held the knife forcibly!

In an instant, the tip of the knife that pierced into her chest was pulled out.

The cold and hot intertwined her chest and finally condensed into a torn pain. Ran Xiaoyu looked down and saw blood suddenly pouring out of her chest, immediately dyeing her clothes red.

A deep bloody mouth was pierced in his chest!

At this moment, people on both sides shouted: "Get back!"

The moment the sentence sounded, the soldier had woken up from the shock of being suddenly stopped, shouted loudly, and tried hard to move the knife in his hand forward.

At the same time, Ran Xiaoyu suddenly came to her senses.

Her toes were a little bit on the ground, and her whole body seemed to be sent out by the tip of the knife, and it flew straight two or three feet away.

At the same time, the two figures beside her also retreated and protected her.

Two knives stood directly in front of her.

Ran Xiaoyu stood still, and her whole body was still a little trembling. The moment just now, it was already a matter of life and death. If the two knives had not appeared in time and held the enemy's knife, I was afraid that now, my whole body would have been pierced!

Very dangerous!

But who are they?

Ran Xiaoyu turned her head to look around her in confusion. The night was dark, and she could only barely take advantage of the firelight in front of her to see that there were two young men with handsome appearances, but they seemed to be injured on their faces.

who are they?

Where did these people come from in the palace?

She was wondering, and a familiar and calm voice sounded behind her.

"Sister Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

Hearing this voice, Ran Xiaoyu was shocked suddenly, and hurriedly turned around, and saw a familiar figure faintly walking in the dark night in the corridor that seemed to have no end. Although the outline still showed the slenderness of a young man, at this moment, it was extremely firm.

Even, it makes people feel at ease.

The soldiers were also shocked and rushed forward one after another, waving the knife in their hands at them. The figure walked over step by step and finally walked out of the darkness. A handsome face was illuminated by the firelight in the distance.

It turned out to be King Wei Zhu Chengxuan!

In his hand, there was even blood dripping on the tip of the knife.

Behind him, countless young people followed him up.

These people, only eighteen or nineteen years old, still had childishness on their faces, but at this moment, everyone held a knife in their hands and was stained with blood.

In an instant, Ran Xiaoyu felt in a daze that she seemed to have seen the Shura War God walking out of hell.

"The King of Wei... Your Highness...?"

She couldn't believe her eyes.

The soldiers were also stunned, stared at Zhu Chengxuan with wide eyes and walked up, stretched out his hand to hold Ran Xiaoyu, and they were all frozen there and unable to move for a while.

"Wei, King of Wei?"

"How is it possible? How is it possible for him?"

"Isn't he in Chengqian Palace? Didn't someone go there?"
Chapter completed!