Rebirth of the Spoiled Little Princess

The king's patience is limited
"It's interesting. Prey that is not easy to catch will actually arouse a man's interest." The bearded man laughed and clapped his hands back: "Call the brothers to come in. There are two beauties here. It's a shame to come here today." It’s really not a loss, let the brothers have a good time.”

"Yes, brother!" The person behind him responded neatly, beckoning the people outside the door to come in.

Wei Yunxue pushed Wen Jing behind her without any trace, bent down and pulled out a small and delicate dagger from her ankle, and placed her left arm slightly bent in front of her.

Although there is no strength in his body, the moves in his hands are still there, but there is an obvious gap in strength between men and women. Especially in this situation without internal strength, Wei Yunxue doesn't know how long he can hold on.

Just now, it was only because the man's attention was not on her that she had the opportunity to take his life easily, but now looking at the dozens of people swarming in, it was clear that "I am very happy" was written on their faces. Wei Yunxue also lost confidence in the "strong" big man.

The sharp dagger reflected the cold light, and Wei Yunxue looked at the bearded leader calmly.

Wen Jing picked up the White Phoenix Sword she had thrown on the bed, and carefully put on a defensive posture. She doesn't know martial arts, but at this time, she didn't want Wei Jiu to face these things alone.

The night was a rich blackness, like a drop of ink quietly falling into the clear water and blooming. The dark clouds in the distance were rushing over the earth, and the rain was falling faster, hitting people's naked skin. It hurts.

A snow-white horse galloped out of the palace gate against the cold north wind. Dozens of almost invisible black figures quickly followed behind it and disappeared into the cold rainy night.

"Hiss--" The neigh of the snow-trodden horse suddenly sounded in front of Zuixian Tower. Xue Li turned over and dismounted with a cold face. He didn't give the guards outside the building any chance to resist. He raised his hand slightly and followed him closely. The shadow guards behind him immediately appeared, holding long swords in their hands and began the silent killing.

Han Shanyuan, who came after hearing the sound, was momentarily shocked by his cruel methods. He didn't even ask, so he killed him so blatantly.

The strong smell of blood filled the air. All the more than a hundred private soldiers of the Han family stationed in the dark were slaughtered by the shadow guards. Only the remaining dozens of guards in Zuixian Tower were still guarding him cautiously. All around.

Even from a long distance away, Han Shan could feel the sharp and indifferent aura on Xue Li's body. Most of his clothes were already wet, and he was coming with the aura of gloomy rain all over his body, as if the sky was heavy. A dark cloud that makes people almost breathless.

Xue Li's cold, emotionless eyes glanced at him from a distance and landed on the semi-dried blood remaining on the floor in the hall.

Facing his cold and magnificent red phoenix eyes, Han Shanyuan subconsciously took a step back and his eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Xue Li walked straight into the hall and raised his hand slightly. The shadow guards in the hall on the first floor immediately retracted their swords and stood behind him quietly and orderly with their heads bowed.

"Where is Wei Jiu?" He casually glanced at the building and spoke quietly, but his voice was filled with a heart-stopping coldness.

"Does the prince want to break up with the Han family because of a woman?" Han Shanyuan calmed down and asked instead of answering his words.

(End of this chapter)