Chapter 461: Slay (6)

Gu Qinghong listened to her words of resentment, the soft sword in her hand trembled, and the knife above her head was lowered a little. He grinned, "You ... you sure ... won't give up."
Nie Wushuang took a step back, hiding his face in the shadows, and spit out a word: "Kill Gu Qinghong, reward the silver!"
This sentence is like adding another piece of firewood under the already boiling oil pan. The red eyes of the killer's dead fish suddenly glowed.
Someone shouted, the knife flew up, split the gap in the middle, and pierced Gu Qinghong's heart like lightning.
Gu Qinghong cut his knife handle with the other hand and uttered a "swipe". The killer's knife suddenly broke into two pieces, and he also took a step back.
This move was like a signal, and the killers all around rushed forward regardless of their lives. Gu Qinghong was invincible with his hands and four hands, and finally slammed. He slammed into his chest and flew out like a kite with a broken line.
Yang Zhi heard Nie Wushuang's exclaimed low voice, but she looked at her lips bit by bit. The fighting in the courtyard is still going on. The sword is bright and bright, and from time to time someone falls. Gu Qinghong in the field is already covered with blood, but he is still struggling to support it.
"Mother, should we go back first?" Yang Zhifu helped Nie Wushuang persuade. Husband and wife are in disability, and he can feel desolate in such situations, not to mention watching her life and death for him on the spot.
"No--" Nie Wushuang said coldly, "This palace wants to watch him die!"
Yang Zhi was so surprised that he didn't dare to persuade him. The moon was hidden in the West Mountain, the darkest moment before dawn. Gu Qinghong didn't know how many injuries he had on his body.
In the long sleeves, Nie Wushuang's hands squeezed tightly, his body trembling slightly.
The killer had fallen a little under half. Looking at this situation, he would soon be silent. There was a faint flash of water in her eyes, and the sound of the sword crossing her ears was so clear. The blood-stained handsome face overlapped with the young man in the memory, so that she could not tell what was true and what was fantasy.
Gu Qinghong was exhausted, and the killers became more and more red-eyed, killing Qi Guo's first phase, plus the reward of a million yuan, such a seductive rare occasion.
With a bang, the soft sword in Gu Qinghong's hand was suddenly hit the ground. Everyone's gaze moved with the arc drawn by the sword.
At that moment, she met his eyes.
Despair, pain, and a look she couldn't understand ...
She was so cold in her heart that she closed her eyes ...
Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from the night sky, and the killers in the courtyard stunned and stopped. Many people's eyes are filled with murderous and unwillingness. But the second whistle sounded again, taking a three-pointer.
The killers' eyes gradually calmed down, they put their knives in a uniform order, and set aside.
Nie Wushuang opened her eyes and looked at it all suddenly, suddenly, she seemed to understand something, and glanced back at Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi immediately knelt down: "Mother ... forgive me!"
Nie Wushuang looked at him, and then looked at Gu Qinghong, who was resting against the wall, and smiled coldly: "Okay! Good!"
She said several good words again and again. At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the courtyard. Someone hurried off the horse and walked into the courtyard.
Only when he stepped on the threshold, he couldn't help but pause, the courtyard was silent. Everyone's eyes were looking at the man.
Under the yellow lights, the man's black-colored gown, the red cover was a tulle cover, the jade had a golden crown, and his face was as white as snow. It was Xiao Fengqing.
He glanced and saw the dying Gu Qinghong and smiled suddenly: "It's so lively here."
Nie Wushuang looked at him coldly, and there was a resentful anger in her beautiful eyes: "What are you going down here from the palace of King Rui?"
Xiao Fengqing didn't look at her and slowly walked up to Gu Qinghong, whispering, both regretfully: "The first phase of Qi State is good, I didn't expect to fall into such a state."
Gu Qinghong looked at him, and then looked at Nie Wushuang in the shadow, and suddenly understood everything: "Originally ... It turned out that the rumor was true ... You really have a private relationship with King Rui ... Otherwise, are these killers able to summon you of!"
Nie Wushuang stared at him for a long time, sneering: "Isn't Master Gu already known about this?"
She said she turned around and coldly told Yang: "Back to the temple!"
"Mother!" Yang Zhi was slightly surprised. Nie Wushuang had turned and sank into the darkness, so he had to keep up.
Xiao Fengqing watched her anger and left, turning her head and instructing: "Don't hurt his life!"
He said to catch up with Nie Wushuang, the horse hissed outside the courtyard, the carriage had run away, he gritted his teeth and flew on his horse, rushing to the horse.
In the courtyard, the killers retreated like ghosts when they came. There was only a residual lamp, a dying blood shadow ...
...
The carriage was galloping in the night, and Nie Wu's face was cold and frosty. Soon, the gate of the temple was in front of him.
The huge inertia caused Nie Wushuang to rush forward, and Yang Zhi hurriedly pulled her, so as not to bump her into the carriage.
A coachman outside the carriage trembled and reported, "Mother, is His Royal Highness Rui."
"Can't we go?" Nie Wushuang sneered suddenly: "Give way to this palace!"
She said, pulling up the curtains, grabbing the reins in the driver's hands, and pulling on the horse fiercely.
With a "ding", the horsewhip was pulled away by a long sword, and Nie Wushuang raised his eyes and looked up, facing Xiao Fengqing's dark eyes.
"Wushuang, listen to my king!" Xiao Fengqing Le immediately stepped forward, holding her hand. But she immediately opened his hand.
"What else does His Royal Highness say? Gu Qinghong can't kill?" Nie Wushuang sneered, "Is there anything else in my Highness's mind?"
Xiao Fengqing stared at him for a moment: "He is not unable to kill, it is useless to kill."
"Why?" Nie Wushuang asked coldly: "He is the culprit in assassinating the emperor and the palace. The emperor doesn't want to make things big and doesn't want to cause war between the two countries. The palace doesn't care! If he kills the palace, he will die ! "
The harsh voice penetrated the night sky, echoing on the empty street.
"... He is going to die! ..."
"... to die ..."
"……dead……"

It will probably be updated in 4D tomorrow, everyone!