The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 407 Ji Wuyuan, you lunatic

But the imperial palace is after all under Ji Wuyuan's jurisdiction, and it is heavily guarded. There are many people and they are powerful. Each of them is highly skilled in martial arts, and each of their moves is sharp and deadly.

Soon, it became obvious that several people were unable to withstand it.

Jiang Wantang's peach blossom eyes were red as she stood there in a daze, watching them being besieged by a group of people, one by one they began to be wounded. She looked at Xie Zhiyan's blood-stained robe, and watched as the blood from Ji Wuwang's lips stained his snow-white robe red...

She knew very well that if they continued fighting, they would all die here today.

Die in front of her.

If she leaves, it will require the sacrifice of so many people.

Such freedom...she couldn't bear it.

In the cold snow, Jiang Wantang stood there, tears silently falling from the corners of her eyes...

She raised her eyes and looked at the man standing in the distance at the front of the encirclement, with a cold face and eyes like cold stars.

The latter's gloomy eyes were fixed on her, with a cold and bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

The two men looked at each other across the fighting crowd, and there was dead silence.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his brows and looked at Jiang Wantang with a paranoid and evil smile.

His bloodstained lips opened and closed, uttering cold and ruthless words: "Tang'er, come here..."

"If you don't want them to die, just come over here obediently."

Even though he was seriously injured at this moment, he still felt a very heavy sense of oppression when he opened his mouth.

Jiang Wantang looked up at him, as if she was trapped by something and couldn't get out no matter how hard she struggled.

She had no choice...

After a brief silence, Jiang Wantang slowly walked towards Ji Wuyuan.

Wherever she went, the secret guards and bodyguards would make way for her. No one dared to touch her, not even to spill a drop of blood.

Jiang Wantang had just taken a few steps when Ji Wuwang reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Xie Zhiyan also stepped aside and walked over.

Jiang Wantang looked back and saw the bloodstains on Ji Wuwang's face and body to varying degrees, as well as his worried and complicated eyes at the moment, and her heart ached.

Her eyes were red and her lips trembled: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Ji Wuwang shook his head, a flash of pain in his eyes: "Atang, don't listen to him, don't go over there."

"Brother, I will definitely take you away."

He held Jiang Wantang's wrist tightly and refused to let go.

At this time, Ji Wuyuan had already raised his hand and drawn the bow, aiming the arrow directly at Ji Wuwang.

"is it?"

"Ji Wuwang." He sneered, his eyes sinister, every word sneered, "Don't forget, your people are far away in the northern border."

"I want to kill you today, it's as easy as pie."

"You can't even protect yourself, how can you take her away?"

Before Ji Wuyuan finished speaking, Jiang Wantang walked over, opened his arms without hesitation, and used his body to block Ji Wuwang.

"Ji Wuyuan, don't kill him!"

Jiang Wantang looked nervous, but her rosy peach blossom eyes were cold and without a trace of warmth when she looked at Ji Wuyuan.

Ji Wuyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart...

He looked at Jiang Wantang, whose eyes were stubborn and whose face was indifferent, and tightened the bowstring in his hand, his heart truly bleeding.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, staining the thin snow with red plum blossoms...

Ji Wuyuan curled the corners of his lips, his eyes becoming increasingly cold.

"Tang'er, you know, the more you protect him, the more I want him to die."

As he finished speaking, Ji Wuyuan sneered and released the bowstring in his hand.

The moment the arrow left the bow, Jiang Wantang suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"do not want!"

At this moment, Ji Wuwang suddenly turned over and held Jiang Wantang in his arms.

At the same time, Xie Zhiyan also swung his sword to block it.

But the sharp arrow came through the air with the force of thunder, and it was unstoppable. It finally passed by the sides of several people and hit the wall beside them directly, and the wall instantly broke into pieces...

Everyone looked at this scene in shock.

In the end, the moment the sharp arrow left his hand, Ji Wuyuan still deviated from its direction.

Anger is greater than reason, and love is greater than madness.

Ji Wuwang's eyes were bloodshot. He turned around angrily and pointed his sword at Ji Wuyuan, full of murderous intent: "Ji Wuyuan, you lunatic!"

"You deserve to die!"

"If I had known you would treat her like this, I would never have let her stay last time no matter what I said!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? I've wanted to chop you into pieces for a long time..."

"Ji Wuwang, shut up!" Ji Wuyuan was angry and embarrassed, his eyes gloomy.

"My woman, how I treat her is not your place as an outsider to comment."

Layer upon layer of secret guards and bodyguards surrounded the few people.

Ji Wuyuan smiled coldly, looking at Jiang Wantang who was protected by several people, his eyes were full of paranoia and madness that was determined to win.

"Tang'er, their lives are in your hands."

"And you now have only one choice, return to me."

"I can't bear to kill you," Ji Wuyuan paused, and smiled, "but I can kill them..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised the bow and arrow in his hand and spoke cruelly and coldly: "Otherwise, you can just wait and see. Who will I hit in the chest with this arrow?"

Jiang Wantang knew that she couldn't leave.

So, before Ji Wuwang turned around, she raised her hand and struck the back of his neck, not using much force, just enough to make him fall asleep for a while.

Before Ji Wuwang fell down with his eyes closed, he looked at Jiang Wantang in astonishment, saying in a shocked and painful tone: "Atang, don't..."

Jiang Wantang hugged him as he fell, his eyes reddened, his voice choked with sobs: "I'm sorry... Brother Xiaoqi..."

Then, she took a deep breath and handed Ji Wuwang to his subordinates Shi Feng and Shi Lin, her tone returning to calm: "Take your master away."

Shi Feng took Ji Wuwang from her hand without saying a word.

Shi Lin looked at Jiang Wantang hesitantly: "Then you..."

Jiang Wantang said calmly, "I'll be fine."

Shi Lin said again: "But the master...he..."

Jiang Wantang smiled slightly: "Nothing is more important than his life, right?"

Shi Lin was speechless.

Jiang Wantang turned around and looked at Xie Zhiyan, who had been standing silently behind him. The latter was covered in scars and looked disheveled.

This was the first time she saw him in such a mess since they met.

To be honest, Jiang Wantang was a little complicated when facing him. Her expression was complicated and her mood was complicated.

For some reason, she always felt that Xie Zhiyan's eyes were too deep every time he looked at her, as if hiding emotions that she could not understand.

Just like now, she looked at him with complicated eyes, and the emotions surging in his dark pupils were even more intense and dark.

"Xie Zhiyan..." Jiang Wantang called his name softly.

The latter said "hmm" lightly.

His eyes were fixed on her, clearly waiting for her next words...