Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

At this moment, a soldier's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Young Master."

Tong Jie was almost about to succeed when he suddenly heard someone calling him outside. He couldn't help but anger. He lifted his head from Nan Yan's body and said angrily: "What to shout?!"

Humanity outside: "You, sister is here."

what? !

Tong Jie's eyes widened suddenly, and even the tearful Nan Yan was startled.

His sister, that Mrs. Tong?

Didn't he say that Zhu Feng had already ordered the killing of everyone in the Jing Palace except King Jing and Princess Jing, even his sister? Why is she still alive and still appearing here?

At this time, Tong Jie's heart was also a little confused. He looked down at Nan Yan, whose clothes were messy and had no resistance to resist. Although he felt a little reluctant, he slowly got up.

Nan Yan was escaping from the dead, and immediately grabbed a blanket next to him and wrapped it around her body.

Tears fell from her face like rain.

Tong Jie grinned: "What block, do you think you can escape after a while?"

After speaking, he leaned to her ear and licked her auricle gently: "I'll be back soon and wait for me."

After speaking, I found a piece of clothing to put on my body, and went out.

Outside the big tent, it was already pitch black. Only one or two torches burned in the distance. General Xia Hujiu transferred everyone around. At the door, there was only a tall horse and a figure standing there blankly. .

When Tong Jie took a look, he was suddenly taken aback: "Sister, are you still alive?"

After he finished speaking, he hurried over: "You are really alive, I thought you were dead—"

Before the word "death" could be spoken, he had already walked up to Mrs. Tong and saw the almost desperate expression on her face. He was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

As soon as the voice fell, a cold light suddenly appeared on Madam Tong's chest.

Tong Jie hadn't reacted yet, his sister had already let out a stern whisper, the cold light disappeared suddenly, and the blood was sprayed on Tong Jie's face, he felt his face hot, before he had time In response, she saw Madam Tong fall softly to the ground.

And behind her, behind the horse, came out a tall figure.

The man was wearing a black cloak and a hood. He was holding a long sword in his hand, with blood all over it, dripping down the sharp blade.

Tong Jie suddenly opened his eyes: "You, you are—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man raising his hand, and the long sword in his hand made a dazzling cold light in the night, and with a brush, it slashed from Tong Jie's left neck to his right rib.

Tong Jie couldn't even make a scream, and the pipe had been cut off.

He fell to the ground in severe pain and saw that his sister's body had fallen in a pool of blood, and the man in black did not even look at him, stepped on him and walked directly into the tent.

Nan Yan was curled up on the bed, listening to the movement outside, and not knowing what was happening, she saw a tall man in black coming in with a blood dripping sword in her hand, and she was suddenly scared to breathe. Choked.

"You, who are you?"

The man stepped forward without saying anything, only extended his hand to her.

Nan Yan was stunned when he saw his hand.

The only candle in the tent flashed suddenly at this moment, and the bright light suddenly illuminated the face under the hood.

"emperor……"