Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

After receiving the incident, dozens of masked men holding big swords quickly surrounded Su Yueming's carriage, with a surge of murderous aura, the dust under their feet raised high.

Suddenly, the scene was hazy.

"Ah!" Liu Piaoer and the other three were shocked, and they were so scared that they were squatting beside the carriage, holding their heads, trembling.

Seeing this, the six guards protecting the carriage immediately drew their swords to resist the gangsters coming. On the other end, Xuanyuan Qiche's guards came quickly when they saw that their master was in danger.

Someone wants to kill her!

Su Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, it was obvious that the eyes of these people were her, not Xuanyuan Qiche beside her.

There were more and more masks surrounding them, and they were eyeing them. It seemed that these people had been ambushing a long time ago, just waiting for the opportunity to kill her!

Xuanyuan Qiche's guards and the guard guards who protected the carriage in the Prime Minister's Mansion immediately formed a united front to jointly defend the enemy. Xuanyuan Qiche's face was cold and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Su Yueming came out of his arms and said to him, "It is obviously me who they are going to deal with. The Sixth Prince doesn't have to tread this muddy water, so he should leave quickly!"

"How could I leave you behind at this time?" Xuanyuan Qiche faced the masked man surrounded, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared on his face.

"..." Su Yueming's brows froze. At this moment, why did he say such words?

Xuanyuan Qiche did not pay attention to Su Yueming's expression. He looked at the masked man in front of him and said sternly, "I am the sixth prince of the dynasty Xuanyuan Qiche, what deep hatred do you have with Miss Su San? You actually want to kill me quickly.

The king advises you to surrender quickly, otherwise, all the people will die without a place to die!"

His voice was extremely cold, trembling, and the mask on the leader was obviously shivering, but with his life, he had to fight—

"Sixth Prince, the person we are going to deal with is this woman. I advise the Sixth Prince not to care about this nostalgic business, otherwise it will be bad if it becomes a wronged soul under the knife!"

"Hmph." Xuanyuan Qiche snorted coldly, without any sign of retreat in his eyes, and said, "I really have to take care of her nostalgia! Kill!"

He raised his hand high and waved it.

Suddenly, the well-trained guards behind him attacked the masked man with a siege.

The swords and swords were shaking and shouting and killing, and the scene was full of chaos.

The coldness in Su Yueming's eyes became deeper and deeper, and a figure suddenly flashed in her mind—

Song Siyuan!

That day in the Prime Minister's Mansion, his eyes were filled with murderous aura.

"Follow me!" Suddenly, a low voice sounded in her ears. Before she could react, her body had already soared into the air.

It turned out that Xuanyuan Qiche picked up her waist with one hand, took the long sword thrown by the guard with the other hand, and joined the camp of fighting with the masked man!

His eyes were as ice as ice, his moves were sharp, and his sword killed people.

Although he was surrounded by Su Yueming, he still slashed two masked men with a speed of lightning! The squirting blood splashed out and splashed on Su Yueming's face, and a bloody smell filled her.

She almost vomited out of her nasal cavity.

Just at this moment, a masked man behind Xuanyuan Qiche caught the gap and suddenly rose into the air, raised the sharp blade in his hand and attacked behind them. At the same time, four more people in front were slashing at him at the same time!

The situation is critical!

If the sword is cut down, it will definitely pierce Xuanyuan Qiche's heart!

"Ah, be careful!" Su Yueming seemed to notice something. She suddenly turned around and saw the sharp sword with cold light and the hideous expression of the sword-holder.

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[Yuan Mo suddenly thought of a sentence: Destiny is a rope that pulls people who want to stay away from together]