Chapter 245: Frenzy

ng on the ground, Lan Feiyu was only then struck with fear, realizing the seriousness of the situation. She hurriedly knelt down beside him, her body trembling like a sieve.Zhao RuZhi was also a late..."Don't be afraid, I'm coming to save you!" Seeing that she was safe and sound, Su Qingying's heart, which had been held in her throat, finally fell back to its place.

A surge of black qi erupted from her body, Su Qingying's eyes turned cold, and her aura instantly became terrifyingly cold and ruthless, like a hellish death god, relentlessly reaping the lives of these assassins. "Damn it! You dare to bully me Are you tired of living!"

Under the cover of darkness, these people couldn't possibly be... Raising his jade bone fan, Fei dismounted and joined Shangguan Jinghong in the fray. Observing their fighting styles, a jolt ran through him, an unprecedented chill welling up from the soles of his feet.

"Well, besides him, who else could have this capability I didn't expect him to be so eager to get rid of this king!" Jun Liye's long sword dripped blood. His enchanting and deep narrow eyes shot out a cold light. His handsome features seemed shrouded in a layer of sinister darkness, his eyes were filled with a cold and terrifying killing intent.

From the moment he saw the group of assassins, he knew who had sent them!

In the past, no matter what he did, he always endured it. Unexpectedly, this time he went too far, even daring to scheme against his beloved one. It seems like he's been too merciful!

Clutching the fan handle, Shangguan Jinghong's heart felt like a knife scraping through it, her face flushed with shame. "Blackheart Ye, I'm sorry..."

Knowing what he was going to say, Jun Liye directly interrupted coldly, “Stop wasting time, let's join forces to clean them up first. We can talk later.”

It's not his fault, he doesn't need to apologize.

Sheng Hong's words were met with silence, and his heart grew even heavier. His jade bone fan opened with a sudden burst of anger, harvesting the lives of several Black Night assassins in an instant.

"Xi'er, how are you Are you hurt" On the other side, Su Qingying finally made it safely to Xi'er's side, supporting her shoulders and looking at her up and down with concern.

"Princess, I'm fine, thanks to Mo Xuan's protection." Xi Er shook her head, her little face pale and bloodless. "These black-clothed men suddenly appeared and attacked us with their swords without any explanation. It was terrifying."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingying narrowed her eyes slightly and scanned the miserable scene on the ground. The killing intent around her almost materialized into a tangible form. A flash of ruthless killing intent passed through her phoenix eyes, “No, I’m afraid they didn’t just appear suddenly. They were deliberately ambushing us here, intending to catch us off guard.”

But, I wonder who the person behind this is Xuan Yuan Luo Chen Or perhaps... the Emperor of Bei Ling

Whoever it is, better not let her find out, or else...Humph!

"Ugh..." As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Mo Xuan, in his black attire, was struck with pain and couldn't help but moan, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

The longsword was stuck in the ground, his back, chest, and arms all bore deep and shallow wounds. The hand that held the sword trembled uncontrollably.

"Mo Xuan, watch out behind you, it's dangerous!" Seeing Mo Xuan raise a large knife high behind him, Xi'er's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She didn't care about anything and ran towards him.

"Xier! Don't run around!" Su Qingying was caught off guard by her sudden dash, her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly reached out to grab her, but just then, she was entangled by a man in black, delaying her for a moment.

"Ah!" At that moment, a black-clad assassin caught sight of Xi'er with sharp eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his sword and thrust it into her chest with force. Blood spurted out, a dazzling red!

"Xi'er!" Her pupils constricted sharply, Su Qingying's eyes narrowed in fury.

"Xi'er!" Mo Xuan dodged the black-clothed assassin behind him in time, and with a backhand strike, he looked up, only to see her lifeless form! His whole body went numb as if falling into an ice cellar.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill you! Go die!" Su Qingying's eyes were bloodshot, her toes twitched, she snatched the long sword from the black-clad killer, and with a single strike, split him in half from behind!

Huan Yuan Rongfei and Xi'er had a deep bond, especially after spending these days together, their relationship was like sisters. Seeing Xi'er lying coldly in a pool of blood, she was enraged, wielding her long whip relentlessly, closely following behind to shield her from the attacks of the other assassins.

"Xier, Xier, what's wrong with you Speak to me! Don't scare me!" Holding Xier half in her arms, Su Qingying looked at the sharp blade piercing her chest. She didn't know what to do, she was completely helpless.

"Father, Mother, I...I hurt so much, Xier, Xier is she going to die" Every time she spoke, it tugged at the wound in her chest. Blood gushed from her mouth, mouthful after mouthful, staining her azure garments a deep crimson.

"No, no, I won't let you die, Xier. Hold on, I will save you, nothing will happen to you!" He kept wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Su Qingying's tears couldn't help but stream down her face, falling drop by drop onto her cheeks.

She grasped her hand that was wiping away her tears, Xi'er deliberately made herself more difficult, she pulled at the corners of her mouth, and actually smiled, her eyes brimming with tears, "No, princess, it's useless. I know I can't live on. Being able to have so many beautiful and happy memories with you, I... I am already content. It's just that, I won't be able to serve you anymore..."

"No! Don't talk nonsense!" Su Qingying's voice choked, her throat as if blocked, almost unable to speak.

"Mo Xuan, I..." Xi'er struggled to turn her head, looking at Mo Xuan. Her eyes were filled with love and reluctance.

"I'm here, I'm right here!" Mo Xuan clutched her outstretched hand tightly, his heart aching with pain.

Stroking his stern, British cheek, Xi'er smiled softly, as if to imprint his features into her memory forever. "Don't blame yourself," she whispered, "I died willingly for you."

"Xi'er…" Mo Xuan's tears fell uncontrollably.

"Promise me, one thing. Protect the princess well." It was her only wish, and her last.

Mo Hyun listened to her voice, as thin as a wisp of smoke, his heart was being cut by a knife, he nodded repeatedly, choked with tears, "Yes, I promise you, I promise you, Xi'er, you'll be fine, you won't have anything happen to you."

"No use, I know my own body best, Your Highness. You and the Regent must... be happy..." The light in Xingmu's eyes gradually dimmed. Xi'er held their hands, growing weak and letting them fall. A faint satisfaction appeared on her lips.

"Xier Xier! Xier, don't sleep! Wake up, wake up and talk to me! Xier!" Holding Xier's body that was gradually becoming cold, Su Qingying's eyes were filled with tears. Scenes from the past flashed before her eyes like a slideshow, the cute and protective little girl she remembered was gone forever, gone...

"Ah!" Filled with grief, Su Qingying let out a long wail to the heavens. Sadness hung over everyone present, like a dark cloud, lingering for an extended period.

"Ah!" Another heart-wrenching scream, Xuan Yuan Rong Fei's eyes immediately reddened.

"Ying'er, don't do this." Jun Liye sheathed his sword and rushed to her side, his heart constricted like it was being gripped by a giant hand, throbbing with pain. Yuan Che was bringing Lan Xin Yao from the Right Xiangfu to get married. They were about to go through the ceremony. 。Looking at the couple who were originally the center of attention, Su Qingying t...