Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

"Master!" Huaying ignored her own safety, left the assassin behind and flew over, but unfortunately she was still a step too late.

Chu Xuanchi groaned, thinking that he was definitely going to die this time, after all, the tip of the sword just pierced his chest.

But then he realized that the sword did not advance any further. Instead, the assassin's eyes suddenly widened and he pounced towards him.

Mo Zhaohua just happened to run over from behind, grabbed the wheelchair with both hands and pulled it back hard. The assassin missed and fell to the ground.

The assassin's hand had already loosened, and Chu Xuanchi took the opportunity to grab the long sword that pierced his chest, pulled it out and threw it on the ground.

Another assassin chased after him and asked sternly, "What's wrong with you? You can't even deal with a piece of trash!"

The assassin who fell to the ground did not respond. He was hit by Mo Zhaohua's poison needle and had lost consciousness.

Huaying saw that Chu Xuanchi had escaped danger. Although she didn't know the reason, she was relieved and turned around to continue dealing with the assassin who was chasing her.

There was only one assassin left, and she could handle it. Mo Zhaohua began to care about Chu Xuanchi's injury, "How is my husband injured?"

Chu Xuanchi's wheelchair was slightly damaged during the fight, but it was still usable. "It's just a minor injury. Was it Zhao Zhao who attacked just now?"

Mo Zhaohua nodded, "After waiting for a long time, I finally caught a good opportunity."

Wuying shouted from outside, "Huaying, how is the master?"

Chu Xuanchi raised his voice in response, "The king is fine now. You can focus on fighting the enemy and don't need to be distracted by the king anymore."

Then came the assassin's voice, "Third Brother, can't the two of you handle a woman and a piece of trash?"

The assassin who was fighting Huaying said, "I don't know what Princess Yu did, but when Old Seven was about to succeed, he suddenly fell to the ground."

He was busy dealing with Huaying at the time, so he couldn't see the silver needles shooting out of Mo Zhaohua's bracelet. After all, even Chu Xuanchi didn't notice it.

"Princess Yu?" the assassin outside asked, "Isn't she just a girl in the boudoir? Since she's in the way, just kill her first."

The third assassin regretted it deeply. "I didn't take her seriously a long time ago. Now that I'm entangled with this woman, I have no chance. I have to be on guard against her."

Their only target was Chu Xuanchi, and Mo Zhaohua was just a powerless woman. How could he have expected that she would take action?

Chu Xuanchi felt a little ashamed, "I should have been the one protecting you, but you saved me instead. If it wasn't for you, I would have died."

Mo Zhaohua checked the sword wound on his chest and said, "They underestimated us. If they had come in, they would have killed me first. I wouldn't have had the chance."

Fortunately, the assassin Lao Qi's sword only penetrated a little bit and became weak due to the poison needle, otherwise, if it had penetrated a few more inches, it would have taken his life.

After confirming that his life was not in danger, Mo Zhaohua breathed a sigh of relief. She was so frightened at that moment that her heart almost stopped beating.

Chu Xuanchi grabbed her hand, which felt a little cold. "Swords are blind and ruthless. Wasn't Zhao Zhao afraid just now?"

Mo Zhaohua was not afraid of swords and knives. She was only afraid that he would die in front of her again. "My husband is right in front of me. What do I have to fear?"

The third assassin could no longer attack Chu Xuanchi, and shouted, "Boss, Chu Xuanchi has been injured, and another person coming in will definitely kill him."

The assassin who was fighting with Wuying, who had spoken before, immediately gave an order, "Sixth Brother, go in and kill him."

"Yes, boss!" The assassin, who was originally stopped by several guards, no longer wanted to fight, and immediately jumped up and rushed to the west wing.

Shuying had been standing in front of the west wing, preventing another assassin from breaking in. Seeing this, she attacked with a sword, "Do you think I'm dead?"

As a result, the assassin he was fighting came to help, "Your opponent is me. If you want to stop my brother, ask my gun first."

He held a spear in his hand and was as agile as a snake. Shuying could only fight back. The assassin called Lao Liu took the opportunity to enter the west wing.

Mo Zhaohua watched the assassin Lao Liu approach with a sword, and hurriedly pushed the wheelchair away, "Here comes another one, husband, be careful."

I thought this would be a difficult task, but I didn't expect her to be so fast that she easily avoided the attacking sword.

At this moment she felt a force in her body. If she guessed correctly, it should be the internal force gained from practicing the mental method.

She was secretly delighted, fortunately she had practiced the "Su Wen Heart Sutra", and now her physical strength and speed had greatly improved.

Chu Xuanchi sat in a wheelchair, one hand on the armrest to control the wheelchair, and the other hand holding a sword to deal with the assassin.

The assassin saw Mo Zhaohua behind the wheelchair and said, "It turned out to be you, bitch, who ruined our good deeds. Then you go and die first."

Chu Xuanchi raised his sword. He was avoiding the attack, but now he took the initiative to attack the assassin. "Don't even think about touching my woman."

In a blink of an eye, there was danger everywhere inside, and outside, accompanied by the sound of clothes tearing through the air, three assassins suddenly came, each holding a weapon.

These were the three people who initially held back the palace guards. Two of them were injured, and there were several guards following behind them.

The palace guards were either dead or wounded, with only these few able to get up. They were also wounded and could not stop the assassins at all.

The assassin leader was still fighting with Wuying, with multiple injuries on his body. "Inside, you guys go in and help, and make this a quick and easy victory."

Wuying flew over to stop them, and at the same time reminded the people inside, "Master, be careful, there are three more assassins."

The assassin boss took the opportunity to attack from behind, but fortunately he reacted in time and quickly dodged, barely avoiding the attack.

But in this way, he was unable to stop the three assassins. Shuying was powerless and watched them break into the west wing.

Chu Xuanchi heard that three more assassins had arrived. Knowing that he was powerless to deal with them, he wanted Mo Zhaohua to escape. "Zhao Zhao, get out quickly."

Mo Zhaohua only had a shallow inner strength and didn't know any martial arts, but he still picked up the sword of the assassin Lao Qi on the ground and said, "I won't abandon you!"

After the assassin came in, she relied on her inner strength to become more flexible, but she could only swing the sword in her hand randomly without any rules.

The assassin had not taken her seriously at first, but after a few rounds, he was shocked, "No, this is definitely not the power a secluded woman should have."

As they were talking, three newly arrived assassins broke into the bedroom and trapped Chu Xuanchi and Mo Zhaohua inside, making it impossible for them to escape.

Chu Xuanchi's heart sank. He could barely deal with one assassin, but four assassins would be hard to defeat even in his prime.

The people inside were in a desperate situation, but suddenly a wailing sound came from outside, "Ah——"

Then one of the assassins exclaimed, "Boss!"

Wuying pierced the assassin leader's chest with a sword, but that was not enough, so he turned around and chopped off his head with a sword.

Although it is important to leave some alive, the other side is now large in numbers and powerful. If they don't wipe out the entire system, they will have to deal with one more person.

Seeing this, Shuying immediately dropped her opponent and flew into the west wing, "Wuying, I'll leave this thief to you."