The eldest daughter of the rebirth, she killed Gu Zhao crazy

Gu Zhao had no weapon in his hand. He rolled his eyes and pulled out the sword hanging from Lin Junting's waist with his backhand.

Lin Junting was frozen in place, his whole body stiff, and he didn't notice Gu Zhao's movements at all.

Ma Cehan jumped up and ran back, while his wife and daughter hugged each other and screamed.

Chu Xianyu gritted her teeth and huddled together with the two maids, shivering.

Kang Jian screamed, "There is an assassin! Come, come quickly!"

Only Abbot Zhenzhi reacted instantly, took a step forward, and stood in front of the prince: "Your Highness, please leave quickly!"

The prince's expression was the calmest. He looked around, trying to find a convenient weapon.

The masked man at the front was very fast and arrived in front of the prince in a blink of an eye.

Kang Jian trembled and ran in front of the prince holding the fly whisk in his hand. He closed his eyes and danced wildly in the air, making random noises in his mouth.

The masked man was stunned for a moment, then kicked him away and then punched Abbot Zhenzhi until he fell unconscious on his back.

The prince took two steps back, but still could not close the distance between the two.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce the prince's chest, at the critical moment, a figure rushed over from behind, the sword flashed, and stopped the masked man.

The prince was slightly stunned when he saw the man's face clearly, it turned out to be Gu Zhao!

She held a long sword in her hand, the light of the sword flying in front of her, clanking, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded like a sudden rain.

Gu Zhao's feet moved quickly, and the light golden skirt rotated, like the most dazzling flower in spring.

Everyone was stunned. No one thought that Gu Zhao had such good martial arts skills!

"Who are you? You dare to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince in broad daylight. Do you know that this is a crime against the nine tribes?" Gu Zhao scolded the assassin while parrying.

The assassins did not answer, but bypassed Gu Zhao and chased after the prince.

Fortunately, the prince's guards also rushed in and quickly separated the prince from the assassin.

Only then did Lin Junting come to his senses. He found a big broom from somewhere. He mustered up the courage to dodge and touch it all the way to Gu Zhao.

"Ahhh!" He waved the broom desperately, shouting in his mouth, but his legs seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he refused to move forward no matter what.

"I'm telling you, if you dare to hurt my sister, I'm not done with you! Our Duke Li's mansion is not done with you either!"

Lin Junting shouted, not knowing whether to warn the other party or to embolden himself.

He waved a broom as tall as a person and wandered around more than ten steps away from the masked man, pretending to attack him at any time. "There are only a few of you, how can you be the opponent of His Royal Highness's bodyguards? Surrender quickly, maybe you will be able to attack him at any time."

There is hope to live!”

"If you persist in your stubbornness, what awaits you will be your bodies and bones, and the fate of the nine clans that will be implicated!"

The masked man couldn't bear his noise and couldn't help but turn around and glare at him, the scarlet color in his eyes undisguised.

Lin Junting was so frightened that his legs weakened and he stepped back suddenly, almost falling.

He heard the masked man snort from his nose, his disdain evident in his words.

At this moment, among the several masked men who were surrounded by the prince's guards, some had their arms injured and even their weapons fell to the ground.

Seeing more and more people arriving, the masked man realized that the situation was unfavorable and shouted "Retreat". All the masked men immediately turned around and ran towards the back wall.

These masked men came and went like the wind and escaped very quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, they climbed over the wall and escaped.

Lin Junting saw that the masked man who was fighting Gu Zhao also started to retreat, and his arrogance suddenly rose. He stretched out his broom and poked the opponent hard, "Don't run away if you can!"

The masked man paused and pointed the tip of his sword at Lin Junting.

Lin Junting froze immediately. His whole figure was like a statue, motionless while holding a broom.

The masked man snorted again, suddenly rushed to Lin Junting, kicked him to the ground, and quickly added a few more kicks before leaving.

"Ouch, ouch, my legs, my waist..." Lin Junting lay on the ground and screamed in pain. It took a lot of effort to slowly get up.

Gu Zhao held up his sword, with a dumbfounded expression on his face, "You don't know martial arts, why do you have to provoke him? Aren't you afraid that he will get angry and poke a hole in you with a sword?"

Lin Junting groaned and stretched out his hand, "You heartless person, didn't I just want to help you?"

Gu Zhao glanced at him before reaching out and pulling him up.

Lin Junting covered his waist with both hands. He took a step and screamed, "My leg, ah, must be broken. The bones are broken. It hurts me so much!"

Gu Zhao was very speechless. He put the sword back into the scabbard on his waist, held his arm and helped him walk back. "If you don't have the ability, don't take this risk."

Lin Junting leaned half of his body on Gu Zhao, "That's not okay, I'm your brother."

Hong'er came up and supported Lin Junting from the other side, "My young lady has to practice every morning, so why don't you, the elder brother, practice?"

She knew how to hide aside when a fight broke out so as not to cause trouble to the young lady.

"Hey, you little girl, you are so brave now that you dare to talk back to me." Lin Junting recognized Hong'er and tapped her forehead with his finger, making Hong'er pout.

Lin Junting's guard, who was left in his yard by him, rushed over and took him over.

The prince asked everyone to go back, leaving only Gu Zhao and the people from the East Palace.

"Master Gu, look at this knife."

Kang Jian took Gu Zhao over and showed her the short knife that the assassin had left behind.

When Gu Zhao saw it, his brows furrowed and his face showed a solemn look.

She took the dagger and looked at it carefully for a long time, turning it over and over, not even missing the inscriptions and patterns on the handle.