Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 122 Except for the three inches of snow on your body, who in the world should wear white clothes
Ordinary people like Li Jingui and Su Peisheng who have no inner strength can barely accept this weird magic sound.

But the fourth master, the crown prince, and those guards are all from the Lian family, and they are all covering their ears with pained expressions.

What's more, several guards even curled up on the ground in agony, howling and rolling.

"The lion roars at Wan Yunlong!"

Oops!I didn't expect the other party to be so lethal while still in the sedan chair.If he makes a move, who can be his opponent?

"Shhhhhh!"

A cluster of faint blue fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and accompanied by a shrill scream, the guard who released the fireworks suddenly fell to the ground bleeding from seven holes.

"Father!"

Li Jingui supported the pale fourth master. At this time, he was already weak and supported his precarious body with his sword.

"Protect yourself and our children."

Looking at the situation, letting her escape while taking advantage of the chaos is also an extravagant hope.

Yinzhen raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the master in the sedan chair had deep internal strength, no matter what, even if he was desperate to die, he would have to wait for the reinforcements to arrive.

The distress signal just now was exclusively for Yuqing Palace, which is only two streets away from the Forbidden City.

In a quarter of an hour, reinforcements will arrive within a quarter of an hour!Even if you risk your life, you must protect her and the child!

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

He guarded Li Jingui tightly behind him, while Su Peisheng and Nanny Chen did not run away, one was holding a spatula and the other was holding a broom.

Both of them shivered like sifting chaff, protecting Fourth Master and Side Fujin.

It would be great if I could use this humble life to delay time for my master!
At this time, Li Jingui's thoughts were running fast. She expected that the lion's roar skill would be extremely lethal to people with internal strength, but it was impossible to use it excessively.

Otherwise, the master in the sedan chair would have killed everyone with this lion's roar, so why bother to bring so many black-clothed accomplices.

Could it be just bluffing too?
never mind!Die and die!Anyway, I have to verify her guess!
She raised her sleeve arrow and shot it straight towards the dark car curtain. Normally, at such a time, the sleeve arrow would be shattered or bounced off by the master's internal force.

But the sleeve arrow shot straight into the sedan chair, and soon there was a muffled groan.

Li Jingui: ...! ! !
Yinzhen:! ! !
The rest of the people: ∑(Д)! ! !

Could it be that the legendary masters have their gates of life?
How dramatic is it that Zhao Zilong, the god of war with great military exploits, did not die on the battlefield of gold and iron horses, but was accidentally pierced by his wife's embroidery needle?
"go!"

Regardless of whether it was on the wrong side or not, Li Jingui grabbed the fourth master's hand and ran towards the Forbidden City while the experts in the sedan chair and those men in black were still in a daze.

And the prince took Nalan Ninghua to run ahead of time when there was a muffled groan in the sedan chair, really!It's so disrespectful!

After they disappeared completely, the car curtain was pushed aside by an extremely pale and slender hand.

"Tang Sect?!"

A figure like the breeze of the passing moon descended from the sky, and a man in white wearing a draped hat stood on the top of the sedan chair.

How could that ordinary sleeve arrow hurt him, what really hurt him was that the sleeve arrow was suddenly fueled by extremely deep and domineering internal force.

"roll!"

A murderous word came out of the mouth of the man whose face could not be seen clearly.

Tang Haoqing reached out to brush off the snow that fell on his shoulders, but the female killer was a little dazed.

I really want to turn into snow, fall on this young man's shoulders, let him brush it away so gently...

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