Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Leng Yue went to the next room from the window, thinking that Mo Han was the only one, but it was obvious that among the group of men in black, there was another man in black who was helping Mo Han.

He was relatively small in stature and held a sword in his left hand. Leng Yue looked at him, his eyes sank, and he joined the battle without saying anything.

And that person didn't seem to recognize him, even if he glanced at him, he turned away without any expression.

Mu Qi was still lying on the bed unconscious.

After Leng Yue joined, Mo Han felt more relaxed and just stayed by the bed to protect Mu Qi.

Mu Qi didn't know this scene, otherwise, for these people, even if they go through life and death in the future, they would not say anything. As a murderer, death is the most common word, and no one will ever be so kind to you, even if you are practicing martial arts.

No, they don't even have the chance to live long enough to kill people. Either others die, or they die. This is their world. How has anyone ever given such protection? Moreover, their master is in the next room.

The Imperial Guards were not far away. The fighting only started here for a while, and then the Imperial Guards arrived. The person in charge was Mo Han's capable subordinate, who now had people guarding the door of Zhong Liye's room.

And these were all explained by Leng Yue from the beginning.

They scattered around, but did not enter Mu Qi's room. It was always not accessible to ordinary people due to the skills of masters.

The slightly petite man in black also had superb swordsmanship.

The exposed eyes are extremely beautiful, but there is no emotion at all, and they will not show mercy at all when the sword is raised or lowered.

The number of men in black was more than double theirs, but looking at Mu Qi lying on the bed, they were still completely unable to get close.

A Mohan Finger, a Leng Yue and an unknown man in black stood in front of them, blocking everyone away.

Even compared to the sword of the man in black, Leng Yue's seemed much gentler.

The tip of the sword stabbed, and the man bent back, raised his foot and kicked the man in black who was stabbing the sword. The software in his hand stabbed, and another person died under the sword. The look on his face was still

No change.

These killers are equivalent to dead soldiers. The man never said a word from beginning to end, his eyes were emotionless, and his sword was as sharp as a Rakshasa from hell. However, even if he knew that he would die, those men in black still

Not flinching, this is fate. If the group of people in front of them die, they can live. If these people are okay, then they have only one other way to go.

The men in black were quickly dealt with by the two of them, and those who occasionally slipped through the trap died in Mohan's hands.

There were constant sounds of fighting inside and outside the house. Others in the inn had long known what had happened. However, with all the fighting and the sounds of swords clashing, no one dared to come out, let alone run away. They could only hide in

Inside the house, I prayed that everything would be okay.

The sound of fighting gradually subsided, and after all the men in black were dealt with, the petite man in black stood on tiptoes and jumped out of the window without any hesitation, as if this battle was sent by God.

Mohan looked at the open window and vaguely felt that the figure seemed to be someone he knew, and there was always a sense of familiarity.

Leng Yue frowned slightly when she saw the figure leaving, and then under Mo Han's gaze, she jumped down and followed the man in black.