The male partner is domineering and leaking [Quick wear]

The blood gradually slid down from the white jade-like side face, and landed on the bright yellow dragon robe of the young emperor, fainting a cloud of darkness.

"Are all the imperial guards in this palace dead? No one came over for such a big commotion?" Wang Muzhi became more and more anxious. His little nephew couldn't use martial arts. Although he stabbed the assassin to death by mistake, he couldn't next time?With so many assassins, you can't be lucky every time.

"It's a waste, even a person who doesn't know martial arts can't be killed." Looking at the dead assassin, the assassin leader cursed angrily, and shouted at the rest of his subordinates.

"Forget about the bottom one, kill the tyrant first."

Wang Muzhi's eyes sharpened, "Thinking to bypass me and kill him? Don't even think about it."

He took the initiative to attack the assassins with his sword in hand, with a desperate aura, and his moves were fatal.

However, there are many assassins in the end. Even if Wang Muzhi blocked it like this, there were still assassins who went around from both sides.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Wang Muzhi was in a hurry, and his right arm was cut by the knife in the assassin's hand, blood gushed out quickly and dyed the surrounding cloth bright red.

Xie Xun's eyes sharpened, and the sword in his hand came out, heading straight for the face of the assassin who slashed Wang Muzhi. The speed of the sword was extremely fast, as if a flash of lightning flashed by, and the assassin kept raising the knife to slash. The next posture does not move.

After about a breath, a red streak appeared between his brows, and a deep gash almost split his Tianling Gai in two.

Wang Muzhi quickly rolled to the safe area, and looked at the assassin's severed head with some horror. The assassin's eyes were exactly the same as the assassin who died earlier.

His eyes widened as if he saw something terrifying.

The rest of the assassins were also frightened by this move, they surrounded Xie Xun and Wang Muzhi for a while, and no one dared to take a step forward.

The gaze of the assassin leader was even more frightening, different from Wang Muzhi and his men, because he was waiting for the opportunity to shoot and kill the tyrant with one blow, and all his attention was on the white-haired boy who looked weak, so He clearly saw the scene where the tyrant shot.

That is definitely not a sword that a person who has never practiced martial arts can use. On the contrary, only a top master can have such superb swordsmanship.

The leader of the assassins almost subconsciously thought that he had been deceived, but soon he realized that those people wished for the death of the tyrant and would never give him wrong information.

More likely—

The leader of the assassins looked at the empty hall with resentment. Originally, this was a rare opportunity, and the guards around would not be able to return for a while. If there were no accidents, the head of the tyrant was securely secured today.

But there was an accident, the rumored weak tyrant was a pig and a tiger, and he actually had a superb swordsmanship, he deceived the whole world, and also deceived those aristocratic family heads who hated him so much.

"The task cannot be completed." The assassin leader gritted his teeth, "Find a way to get out."

"It's not that easy to leave." Xie Xun raised his hand, and a broken sword left by someone on the nearby ground flew into his hand.

"I didn't allow you to leave."

"Your Majesty, are you not injured?" Wang Muzhi asked Xie Xun anxiously while covering his injured arm with his left hand, while looking at the assassins vigilantly, with his drooping right hand tightly holding the blood-stained hilt.

"The sword is not what you use. Your swordsmanship is too ostentatious. It's more like performing a sword dance, but the sword itself is used to kill people."

"Your Majesty..." Wang Muzhi didn't expect that at this time, the little nephew was still in the mood to educate him. The purpose of learning martial arts for the children of the aristocratic family is to gain fame, so naturally they pay attention to how to look good.

But Wang Muzhi suddenly remembered the two dead assassins. Although he concentrated on the fight and didn't see who made the shot, there were only him and His Majesty in the hall.

Wang Mu's eyes widened belatedly, "Hasn't Your Majesty never practiced martial arts?"

The leader of the assassins on the side wanted to vomit blood when he heard these words, but he didn't expect this tyrant to be so defensive, even the Wang family who supported him the most didn't know that he possessed martial arts.

The family didn't deserve to lose this time.

And in the same way, they who knew the tyrant's secret had only one way to go. The leader of the assassins was ruthless in his heart, "Give it to me, we can only go out after killing the tyrant."

With his words, the remaining dozens of assassins raised their swords and attacked the white-haired tyrant above without any hesitation.

"Be careful!" Wang Muzhi couldn't help shouting.

"You don't have to worry about me, just watch over there." Xie Xun glanced at the assassins rushing up, and he turned the broken sword in his hand into a sword flower, "I will only teach you this once."

Before the voice fell, his figure dodged, dodging the attacks of several assassins who stabbed over.

Wang Muzhi's heart almost rose to his throat, and he dared to let out a breath only after seeing the assassin's attack fail.

Xie Xun, on the other hand, shuttled back and forth among the shadows of swords, lights and swords in a leisurely manner, and the assassin's attacks staggered from him again and again. His sword moves were not as gorgeous as Wang Muzhi's, and even a little relaxed and freehand, but they were deadly. The level is not comparable to that of Wang Muzhi. Every time he strikes a sword, an assassin falls down with his eyes wide open.

Wang Muzhi was dumbfounded. In less than a quarter of an hour, only the leader who gave orders was left among the menacing assassins, and the corpses of assassins were scattered all over the ground.

There were no redundant wounds on the bodies of the assassins, the only wound was the one that killed them, and some even separated the head from the body very far, which was enough to show the viciousness of the person who shot them.

Even the leader of the assassins, who was used to such scenes, couldn't help but take a breath.

"You're the only one left." A light voice sounded from beside his ears, and the assassin leader's vision blurred, and the blood-stained broken sword was pressed against his neck.

The leader of the assassins slowly shifted his gaze to the sword-bearer. The hair of the person in front of him was not messed up. After killing so many of his subordinates, the bright yellow dragon robe on the tyrant was still clean and tidy.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Wang Muzhi recovered from the shock, and scrambled to Xie Xun's side.

"Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry to silence it. Why don't you take it and throw it in the imperial prison to torture and torture, maybe you can get the person behind the scenes out of him."

These words insulted the personality of the leader of the assassins, and he yelled at Wang Muzhi viciously, "A tyrant has no way, everyone can punish him. I am just killing harm for the people."

After the assassin leader finished speaking, his eyes moved slightly, and a cold thing slipped from the sleeve to the palm of his lowered hand.

He's so close to the tyrant, if...

Before he could finish thinking, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a ding sound, and there was a slight stabbing pain in his neck. The assassin leader lowered his head slowly, and saw countless blood slowly flowing to his chest.

The broken sword had also been thrown on the ground by the tyrant, and the tyrant didn't even know where to pull out a white handkerchief, and was wiping his fingers slowly.

"Your Majesty, why did you still kill him?" Wang Muzhi felt helpless, "Now we can only see if there are any clues on the corpses of these assassins."

"I don't need to know who is behind the scenes from him." Xie Xun wiped his hands and stuffed the handkerchief into Wang Muzhi's hand. "Anyway, I won't let go of any of those aristocratic families, so what's the point of knowing who the main envoy is this time?"

The leader of the assassins on the side died completely, his body fell straight on the ground, his lost eyes stared straight at the roof, and he did not rest in peace.

Wang Muzhi was shocked by this sentence full of killing intent.

Xie Xun glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the dragon chair at a very slow speed. After only two steps, there was a dull pain in his chest. Xie Xun's body shook slightly, and after a few heavy coughs, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty! Are you injured?" Wang Muzhi was shocked, and hurried forward to support Xie Xun.

As soon as he touched the boy's arm, Wang Muzhi was stunned for a moment. The boy's arm was so thin that he could feel the coolness coming from the boy's body even through layers of fabric.

That kind of coolness is like being in a world of ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Wang Muzhi panicked, "Your Majesty, is your body so cold?"

Xie Xun raised his eyes feebly, pointed to the dragon chair, "I don't have the strength, help me over."

Wang Muzhi came to his senses, quickly and carefully helped him to the side of the dragon chair, and asked him to sit down.

After putting the young emperor down, Wang Muzhi noticed the young man's pale face, even his lips were gray. Just one glance reminded people of exhaustion. If it weren't for the young man's chest still heaving, Wang Muzhi would have stretched out his hand to test it. snorted.

Xie Xun closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breath until he felt a little strength in his limbs before opening his eyes.

At a glance, he saw Wang Muzhi sitting on the ground. He had been chopped off by an assassin on his right arm before, and half of his clothes had been stained with blood because he hadn't bandaged it for a long time.

"This meeting should be safe. Go and have a look at the nearby palace. Liu Kang and the others should have just been knocked out." Xie Xun's voice was extremely low, but it fell into Wang Muzhi's ears distracted by excessive blood loss, like thunder.

"Your Majesty, are you awake? Are you feeling better now?"

Before Xie Xun could speak, the leader of the Black Eagle Guard pushed open the palace door and walked in. He threw the two of them in, then walked up to Xie Xun and knelt down.

"The subordinate came late to save me."

"Your Majesty!" The two people who were thrown woke up faintly. Wang Muzhi heard the sound and saw that it happened to be Liu Kang, the chief eunuch, and a strange little eunuch.

"The subordinate was surrounded by people. When the subordinate broke out of the siege, he happened to find the two of them knocked out in the corner."

The leader of the Black Eagle Guard said that there was an extremely hideous wound on his face. The wound stretched from between the eyebrows to the bottom of the right eye, and the right eye could not be opened anymore, but even so, he still did not show any pain .

And on his body, the black strong suit was soaked with blood from the enemy and his own wounds. It was obvious that he said it was light, but in fact it was close to death.

"The thief moved too fast, and the little one was knocked out before he could remind him." Liu Kang quickly answered, he twitched his arm and found that he was trapped firmly, he looked at the leader of the Black Eagle Guard, and then looked at him again. After looking at Wang Muzhi, he finally chose the talkative Wang Muzhi.

"Mr. Wang Liulang, please help the little ones loosen their ties."

Wang Muzhi glanced at it, picked up the dagger that he didn't choose and separated the ropes on the two wrists.

Liu Kang got his freedom, and immediately ran to Xie Xun's side. As soon as he approached, his face changed, "Your Majesty! Why are you vomiting blood?"