The legitimate daughter returns, and the princess goes crazy

At this time, on the other side of the manor, a study deep in the courtyard was brightly lit with candles.

A night pearl was shining in the room, illuminating the entire room as bright as day. A guard in black was kneeling in front of a chair with his head lowered.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have found a way and will definitely make Miss Nianchen better."

I saw a man half lying on the bed, playing with a ring in his hand with his bony hands.

The man's facial features were breathtaking, as if they were carved by magic. His dark eyes were as bright as deep obsidian. He was wearing a dark green robe, and his figure was tall and slender, which was very charming.

He opened his eyes lazily and listened to his men's reports, seeming a little absent-minded.

bang——

The sound of swords clashing in the distance caught the attention of the two.

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"Lord, there are too many soldiers. You should find a way to leave first, and then find a way to save us."

Zhuo Feng fought the enemy with one hand and supported Lan Yu with the other, but he was really overwhelmed. At the moment when he was talking to Mu Yan, he was chopped on the arm by the soldiers who attacked him.

Seeing the soldier's knife coming towards Lan Yu in his arms, he immediately protected Lan Yu in his arms and spun around, using his back to block the attack of the long knife.

But the knife didn't fall yet.

It turned out that Mu Yan had already inserted the sword into the soldier's heart.

Lan Yu in his arms was feeling extremely guilty at this moment. Mu Yan originally planned to rescue her first and then find a way to rescue the girls who were locked up with her, but Lan Yu knew that the days locked up there would be like years.

That's why she begged Zhuo Feng to take them away with him. Zhuo Feng couldn't persuade her, so the two of them begged Mu Yan together, and Mu Yan agreed.

Even though they were extremely careful, there were too many of them. One of the girls accidentally knocked over a bucket while escaping, which attracted the attention of the officers and soldiers and exposed them.

"If I leave you behind, am I still worthy of being the leader of the Thirteen Killers?" Mu Yan did not stop wielding the sword in his hand, and continued to resist the attacks of the officers and soldiers. Then he flew across and kicked down all the officers and soldiers around him.

Then he stabbed the sword into their hearts, killing them one after another.

At this moment, her eyes were red and her clothes were covered with blood. She looked like a bloodthirsty butcher, and her whole body was filled with coldness. Although she outnumbered the officers and soldiers, she was not at a disadvantage.

The officers and soldiers under King Han are indeed elites. Even if the people in front fall, those behind will still rush forward, and none of them are afraid of death.

"Who dares to come to King Han's territory and cause trouble?"

When the cold wind came, he saw a woman in black with a black veil in the yard, holding a Qingfeng sword, fighting desperately with the officers and soldiers. The cold light of the sword seemed like thunder, which was daunting.

When he saw the corpses all over the yard, he immediately drew his sword and went straight towards the woman in black.

Mu Yan instantly sensed the danger and dodged the attack by leaping sideways. As his feet landed steadily on the ground, the Qingfeng sword in his hand flew towards the sword in the enemy's hand.

Clang!

When the two weapons collided, silver light flashed instantly.

Han Feng was knocked back repeatedly, but Mu Yan easily stabilized his body.

Mu Yan did not give him a chance to catch his breath. She struck out with her right palm with the force of thunder. The clothes on her body were blown by the wind from her palm. When her palm hit his shoulder, Han Feng felt a hint of sweetness in his mouth, and blood spurted out.

Just as he was trying to steady himself and continue fighting, an overwhelming force controlled him and made him unable to move.

The originally calm night sky was suddenly blew up by strong winds, the branches rolled in the wind, and a black figure fell from the sky. Everyone stopped fighting, and the officers and soldiers automatically opened a path out of the way.

The person who stepped forward was Mo Yuche, and following behind him was Han Jiu who had just reported to him.

The man frowned, and his originally cold face was filled with a murderous look.

No one dares to act recklessly in his territory, and if anyone does, they will be killed.

Mu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression became even colder than before. She felt a terrifying sense of oppression. Although she had never fought with King Han, she knew that King Han's martial arts were unfathomable. She let the internal force in her abdomen flow throughout her body, and put all her energy into fighting the enemy.

In a flash, both of them flew up.

Mu Yan's sword broke through the air, his wrist turned quickly, and the sword skills burst out as fast as lightning, like a poisonous snake heading straight for the artery.

Mo Yuhan was filled with murderous intent, his swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and there was a mysterious power when he swung the sword that was intimidating, like a tiger in the mountains striking directly at Mu Yan's eyebrows.

Everyone took a deep breath and the air around them froze. Even the cold wind ignored the wound on his shoulder and watched the two people fighting in the air intently.

At this moment, Mu Yan's long hair was blown apart by Mo Yuche's sword intent. Seeing that his sword was about to scratch her head, she did not avoid it, causing everyone below to gasp.

When the sword was one second away from her, she instantly moved to the back of Mo Yuche, leaving him empty-handed. Then, while turning around, she raised the Qingfeng Sword and swept it out, with sword energy overwhelming Mo Yuche.

Mo Yuche was shocked by Mu Yan's lightness skill for half a second, but he quickly reacted, stood on tiptoes and flew into the air.

At this moment, he half-lowered his crow-feather eyelashes and concentrated on fighting the enemy. He no longer had the contempt he had just felt.

He put all his internal strength into the sword in his hand. The burst of power surprised Mu Yan. His swordsmanship was powerful and sharp, and he pressed Mu Yan step by step.

Mu Yan tried her best to take on one move after another, and gradually felt a little tired. She was a little panicked at this moment. Mo Yuche's martial arts was really much higher than hers. She knew in her heart that she would lose this battle and there was no way to turn the tide.

But she must find a way to get King Han to release them safely.

She still had a lot of things to do and a great revenge to take, so she couldn't end up like this today. Thinking of this, she took out something from her arms and held it in her hand while turning around.

Mo Yuche concentrated his energy into his dantian and launched another attack. This time she did not dodge and took his sword head-on. A deep wound instantly appeared on her arm.

Then, when he got close, he struck him in the chest with all his strength.

Suddenly he felt a burning pain, and a hint of coolness in the pain. He subconsciously slapped Mu Yan with his backhand.

"puff."

Mu Yan was hit hard by this palm strike and instantly spat out a mouthful of blood. The black veil was also taken down by the palm force, and the whole person drooped down rapidly like a kite with a broken string.

Mo Yuche frowned instantly when he saw this familiar face. This woman was really daring. She had previously broken into Prince Wei's mansion at night, and now she dared to act wildly in her territory. She was simply risking her life.