The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The noisy sound did not delay their actions at all.

The two masters named Jian Gu and Siming seemed to be experts in using swords. Together with the unknown master next to them, they formed a triangle and surrounded the master who had surrendered to King Jing in the middle. Behind them were the guards of the palace who kept rushing up.

The rule that a master can be defeated by random punches does not apply when the difference in strength is too great. Several people blocked all the movements of the people behind them with a sword like chopping melons and vegetables, and were able to perfectly meet the powerful attack of the person in the middle. They were in a state of ease as if they were strolling in their own back garden.

The defensive force that Jiang Yian had set up in this manor was already sufficient, and coupled with the fact that he had recently locked up two little guys here, the number of masters kept here had directly increased to a higher level.

After the initial minnows were dealt with, the commotion in this area finally attracted the attention of the entire palace. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men in black flew over the eaves and walls and landed in the center of the most intense fight.

The burden on Ke Ren's shoulders was eased, and his expression was finally no longer so nervous. He even began to think about rebellion.

"You may not know that the person I am currently relying on is none other than King Jing, who is most likely to ascend the throne. King Jing can give you double what Zhou Qichuan can give you!"

Jian Gu raised his sword and easily took the fatal blow from the opposite side, and took advantage of the situation to lead the opponent's sword tip behind him, stabbing it straight into the shoulder blade of the palace guard. The moment a muffled groan was heard, he raised his foot and kicked hard, directly kicking the master who had just arrived here back more than ten meters away.

He shook his head and said calmly, "Maybe I can still tell the difference between climbing up and already climbing up."

Rather than facing challenges from various unknown guys every day, it is better to accept the iron rice bowl handed by the royal family.

Ke Ren gritted his teeth and turned to the other side: "What did you lose? King Jing can help you find it!"

Siming chopped off the long sword that was attacking him with one sword, then raised his hand and slapped the man, causing him to stagger a few times. A moment later, he fell to the ground with a bang. He waved his hand twice on the ground to disperse the dust raised by the heavy object falling to the ground, and smiled and looked up: "If you can't find it, will you also stand there and let me chop you down?"

Ke Ren: “…”

Ke Ren: "What's your situation?"

He was asking Pei Muchen who was knocking someone unconscious with a knife.

Pei Muchen: "Punish the wicked and eliminate the evil."

Ke Ren: “…”

We can’t talk any more today!

He raised the sword in his hand with a numb look on his face, and rushed forward resolutely while the thugs around him were still alive.

Jiang Yingcheng's gaze quickly swept across the center of the fight, and when it moved to a corner, it suddenly stopped.

"Uncle Yu!" she exclaimed in surprise, "And Uncle Wu!"

Yu Xingmian and Wu Leyong stayed in the corner, silently dealing with the small fry who didn't dare to rush to the center. Their movements were neat and swift, as light as a swallow, without any signs of previous serious injuries.

When I hear the little guy's voice, I can even take the time to turn around and say hello.

Liaochen brought the two little ones to the eaves of the wall nearby and looked at the fighting scene below with a smug look on his face, feeling very pleased.

If you dare to steal his cubs, be prepared for revenge!

Ke Ren took a joint attack from Si Ming and Pei Muchen head-on. He rubbed his feet vigorously on the ground and took several steps back before he managed to stabilize his body!

There was a faint trace of blood sliding down the corner of his mouth, which he wiped away carelessly, and when he raised his head again——

He was furious: "Zhou Qichuan! You!! You dare, dare--"

After trying for a long time to say "how dare you" he couldn't utter any effective threat. Instead he was so angry that he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Pei Muchen and Si Ming were silent for a moment, and then made an unwilling "tsk" sound.

The two of them used half of their strength, but the blood they drew was still not as much as the bald guy's anger.

Liaochen held a little fellow in one hand. The murderous aura around him was well neutralized by the soft and cute creature. He spoke again...

"whee."

Ke Ren: “…”

Pei Muchen: “…”

Siming: "???"

The fight on the field strangely paused for a moment because of the sound of "Hehe".

Lechen: “…”

After spending so much time with the little guy, even his way of mocking him has been assimilated unconsciously.

but……

"puff--"

Ke Ren raised his head and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Lechen's mood improved a little.

The effect is pretty good.

「Oh my——」

Feeling relaxed, Jiang Yingcheng also took a bite of the melon: [This is what I said to my aunt...]

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

Liaochen suddenly let out a violent cough that shook the earth, briefly interrupting the little guy's spell.

Ke Ren went alone to see the rival who had cuckolded him, and ruined his reputation and separated him from his wife and children. He thought the matter would end there, but he didn't expect that this man would strike back at this time, and almost made him capsize and lose the trace of the two little guys.

Lechen glanced at the paths on both sides and saw that more people had noticed the commotion and were rushing over, so he didn't want to stay any longer.

"Everyone," he said loudly, "Zhou will go first."

They had agreed on a meeting place before coming here, so they were not afraid of getting separated. They pushed the two little guys up again, turned around and were about to leave.

"Your Highness!!"

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching roar came from the distance.

Liaochen stopped and turned to look over.

Jiang Yingcheng and Lin Jinshu also took the opportunity to see what was happening behind them.

Cui Yue rushed to the place with a team of thugs. Before he could see the tragic scene in the yard, he first saw several figures on the eaves of the wall. He was so frightened that he lost two of his three souls and only had one breath left.

"You, you're not..." He ran out of breath, his voice trembling, "Didn't you say you loved our prince the most?!"

The prince also said that he liked the two little ones, so why couldn't they stay? !

"hold head high."

Jiang Yingcheng responded dryly.

The housekeeper had been treating them very well over the past two days, and now that she had been caught trying to escape, she actually felt a little inappropriately embarrassed.

But you still have to run.

When she was looking up Prince Xin's information during the day, she accidentally discovered some incredible news. She was scratching her head and planning a new escape plan. If Uncle Lechen and others didn't come tonight, she would have escaped too!

After thinking for a while, she simply cried out "Ah!" and pointed at Ke Ren opposite her with a look of disbelief on her face: "You, you actually used a hidden weapon——"

After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell back into the arms of her uncle Lechen.

Ke Ren: “…”

Several masters: "..."

Everyone in the palace: "..."

Liaochen calmly embraced the little fellow's limp body, expressionless: "Everyone, please avenge my little prince!"

Then, she tiptoed and slowly disappeared into the dark night under everyone's ardent gazes.

All that was left was a crowd of people who didn't know how to react.

After a while, Siming raised the sword in his hand: "Revenge for the young prince!"