The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

Yang Qianqian rushed to Lu'er as quickly as possible and covered her mouth with her backhand. Perhaps this killer didn't like people screaming at this moment.

The other person only said one sentence, but he didn't even give the other person time to refute. After he finished speaking, he killed the person directly.

Moreover, it happened at the feet of the emperor, in front of the imperial city. Everything showed how courageous he was.

The man just now called him "the world's number one killer", which simply shows that he treats human life as worthless.

"No...if there's nothing else, we'll leave first and not disturb...uh, the young master's work!" His voice was trembling, but he had to stay calm.

Yang Qianqian dragged Lu'er, who was almost frightened to death, out with her own trembling legs.

I have seen many patients covered in blood, but it is indeed a horrifying thing to see a person who was alive just a moment ago being killed in front of me.

"Crack!" A crisp sound was heard. Before Yang Qianqian could react to what the sound was, she and Lu'er were caught by Leng Yue like two chicks.

There was only a crisp "clang!" sound behind her, and Yang Qianqian was flying in the air. When she landed, she was already outside Deyue Tower.

Looking inside the Deyue Building, one can vaguely see a black iron cell, firmly lying on the ground.

If they had left a second or two later, Yang Qianqian and Lu'er would probably be locked up in the iron cage with the killer.

"Uh...thank you very much, brother!" Yang Qianqian was still feeling frightened and had to speak to the ice brother in front of her again with trepidation.

"Leng Yue, you are so fast!" The wind suddenly blew, and a red sedan floated in the air, and four men in white clothes fell behind it.

The four men seemed to have a layer of powder on their faces. No, more than one layer, many layers - they were as pale as ghosts.

There were a few people around, but they had already hidden in their homes.

"Ghost Man, you are finally here!"

Leng Yue didn't waste any words. As soon as he finished speaking, his sword flashed and he moved forward.

The four men around the sedan chair struggled forward, and saw the silver light formed a beautiful flower in the sunlight.

There was no scream, still only one move, and even Leng Yue was still standing in the same place as before, holding the sword in his hand, as if it had never been unsheathed.

"Bang!" There was a uniform sound, and four corpses fell down, all with swords in their eyebrows.

"Leng Yue, it's so fast..." The sarcastic voice still came from the sedan chair, "Before I die, can you answer a question for me?"

Leng Yue held the sword to his chest and uttered a word coldly: "Ask!"

"How much is my head worth?"

Leng Yue's posture remained unchanged, but she opened her lips slightly and uttered three words: "One penny!"

"One penny?" The voice in the sedan suddenly changed. "One penny, and you'll help someone kill me?"

"One penny is all her wealth!" When Leng Yue said this, her black cloak was blown by the wind, revealing her squinted eyes, looking particularly cold.

"Good, good, good!" The person in the red sedan suddenly said "good" three times in a row, "It's worth it if it can make people spend all their money to kill me!"

Leng Yue did not speak, but his figure had changed. His figure moved, and his sword moved. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already pierced into the sedan...