I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

"Don't!" Hai Yanqing exclaimed, her face full of disbelief. She quickly turned to look at Hai Wuya.

However, Hai Wuya remained silent, only glancing in the distance with a gloomy face, his eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and determination.

"Father!" Hai Yanqing knelt on the ground, dragged his body forward a few steps, and moved in front of him with difficulty. He grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands and begged bitterly: "Please save mother..."

Hai Wuya's face was gloomy, and the fierceness in his eyes made people feel cold.

He finally spoke slowly, but his tone was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.

Just when everyone thought that things would take a turn for the better, the next second, Hai Wuya suddenly threw the red tassel spear in his hand hard, as fast as lightning.

The sharp tip of the spear flew straight towards Wen, carrying a fierce murderous intent.

This sudden change left everyone stunned.

An Huanyan didn't even have time to react and could only watch as Wen was pierced through the body by the red tasseled spear.

Wen opened her mouth and eyes wide, looking at the endless sea in the distance.

She slowly lowered her head again, looking in shock at the place in her chest where the red tassel spear had pierced her. Blood continued to flow out, staining her clothes red.

Her lips trembled, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she closed her eyes weakly, her body softened, and she fell directly on An Huanyan.

"Mother!" Hai Yanqing witnessed everything that was happening before her eyes and completely collapsed, crying out heart-wrenchingly.

He struggled to stand up and rushed towards Wen's direction desperately.

"No one can threaten me." Hai Wuya said coldly, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

Then, he ordered the guards behind him: "Stop him!"

Following his order, a group of guards quickly stepped forward and blocked Hai Yanqing's way.

Hai Yanqing was extremely anxious and tried desperately to break free from their restraints, but he was helpless because of the large number of people and he could not break through the siege.

An Huanyan widened her eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief - Hai Wuya actually killed his wife who had been with him for many years just to avoid being threatened!

A strong shock surged in her heart, and she didn't even have time to digest this fact. In a blink of an eye, she and Songyan were surrounded.

An Huanyan clenched her teeth tightly, her face pale, and she said to Song Yan in a low voice: "We absolutely cannot die here like this!"

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand without hesitation, tightly grasped the dagger she had just held, and prepared to fight the enemy to the death.

At this moment, Hai Wuya noticed An Huanyan's action, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "You really overestimate your own abilities!"

Then, he swung the spear in his hand violently and stabbed straight at An Huanyan.

At this critical moment, a sword streaked across the sky like a meteor, carrying with it a sharp sword energy, and shot the red tasseled spear in his hand away.

Then, a black shadow appeared in front of everyone like a ghost. It was a man in a black robe. He was riding a tall and mighty white horse and galloping towards them like lightning.

Not far from the battlefield, the man in black jumped off his horse and landed lightly on the ground.

He flashed and rushed forward like a black whirlwind, and with just a few moves he easily defeated the rebels who were blocking him.

"It's Wu Ye!" Lu Ming shouted excitedly, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

An Zhaoyan's tense heartstrings finally relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "It's finally here..."

Hai Wuya's face turned gloomy in an instant. He secretly said in his heart, "Not good", realizing that the situation was not good.

But he didn't have time to think any more, Wu Ye had already rushed over, and he started a fierce fight with Wu Ye. However, as Wu Ye's number one master in the Da Jin Kingdom, his strength was unfathomable.

Although Hai Wuya was an experienced fighter, he gradually felt the pressure in front of Wuye. The rhythm of the battle began to be controlled by the opponent, and he had to retreat step by step.

Wuye kicked him to the ground, then flew to An Zhaoyan's side to help him deal with the enemy soldiers around him. Looking at Hai Wuya who jumped up from the ground and rushed towards them, An Zhaoyan did not move at all, but stared at him coldly and said: "Don't you understand? You lose!"

Hai Wuya was stunned, and the madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by astonishment.

He couldn't accept this fact. He had been planning for years and had used all his strength, even killing his own wife just for that position. How could he admit defeat so easily?

But the reality is ruthlessly laid before our eyes—Wu Ye is back.

All the rebels who heard this were so shocked that they stopped what they were doing. They looked at An Zhaoyan and Wu Ye in confusion and panic, as if they wanted to find a flaw in them to prove that all this was just a joke.

However, they could not find any evidence to refute this cruel reality.

The entire city wall was dead silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling past, blowing up the dust on the ground.

Suddenly, a black line appeared on the distant horizon, as if a huge black dragon was galloping from the horizon. Accompanied by the rapid sound of horse hooves, a majestic cavalry swept in like a whirlwind.

Hai Wuya's face turned pale, his beard trembled slightly, and the words "You lost" echoed in his mind, hitting his soul like a heavy hammer.

At this time, An Zhaoyan had a cold look on his face. His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through the last line of defense in Hai Wuya's heart.

Hai Wuya's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes, but he still didn't want to give up the last glimmer of hope, and asked in a trembling voice: "Then...where is my Ze'er?"

Wu Ye's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, and said in a cold tone: "For a dignified male prince, it is not a humiliation to die at my hands."

Hai Wuya suddenly collapsed and shouted Hai Yanze's name loudly, then picked up the red tasseled spear on the ground and rushed towards An Zhaoyan again.

However, this is just a last-ditch effort.

Wu Ye raised his leg and easily kicked his red tasseled spear away, then kicked him away with force.

At this moment, a soldier happened to be standing there, holding a sharp sword in his hand.

Hai Wuya was kicked right in front of the soldier, causing his body to collide with the sword.

The long sword ruthlessly pierced through Hai Wuya's body. He screamed and died.