Empress, your husband is invincible

Turning his head and glanced at the dwarf who had already collapsed on the ground and was bleeding from all seven orifices, Ye Cheng touched the ground with his toes, turned into a white phantom and suddenly caught up with the one-armed man.

The one-armed man heard the wind in his ears, his expression changed instantly, and before he had time to dodge to one side, he was punched through the back of the heart by an ordinary fist...

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his miserable state, and Mo Yuxie, who was terrified, gritted his teeth and turned around instantly.

The direction he was fleeing now was exactly where Zhuang Shuanglin and others at the gate of the Song Mansion were.

And Zhuang Shuanglin and a group of Phoenix Feather Guards were staring at the position of the battle group just now, as if they hadn't fully reacted yet.

"court death."

Slightly frowning, Ye Cheng shook his fist with sticky blood on his face, and stared at Mo Yuxie's figure, which instantly disappeared from the one-armed man's corpse.

"Not good, end the formation!"

At the critical moment, Zhuang Shuanglin immediately came to his senses, and after giving orders to Feng Yuwei beside him, he wanted to stand up with his chair.

Even with the elite of the elite like Feng Yuwei, he can only rely on forming an formation to delay Mo Yuxie, who is obviously above the fourth rank...

Qin Ye's reaction was also quick, he drew out the Yanling Saber and stepped forward.

The Phoenix Feather Guard beside him quickly followed, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a circular formation with the Yanling Saber glowing with cold light.

But Mo Yuxie, who had only a glimmer of hope left in his heart, didn't even look at them. He just slashed vertically, and chopped off all the Yanling knives in the hands of the Fengyu guards standing in front of him!

With an invincible power, Mo Yuxie, who was like a mad dog at the end of his life, didn't even look at the snow-white sword lights slashing towards him at his side. He just stared at the flustered Zhuang Shuanglin!

To him, the movements of these Phoenix Feather Guards were as fast as a turtle, which was simply unbearable.

But the killing god behind him was a sharp sword hanging above his head!
Relying on the instinct of a warrior, Mo Yuxie felt that only by taking down the female general on the chair would he have a chance of survival!
Mo Yuxie's figure in Zhuang Shuanglin's eyes quickly enlarged, and she even vaguely smelled a few traces of the peculiar fishy smell of Beimo people in her nasal cavity...

But at this moment, not to mention she was hit by Xiaoqi San, even if she didn't, she might not be Mo Yuxie's opponent now.

Closing his eyes abruptly, Zhuang Shuanglin's heart felt icy cold.

Could it be that this is going to die...

The images of the past flashed in my mind one after another, and for some reason, they suddenly froze on Ye Cheng who was dressed in white...

Suddenly, Zhuang Shuanglin opened his eyes if he felt something.

A blood-stained white dress was exuding an unparalleled coldness, blocking her body.

Unexpectedly, not only did Zhuang Shuanglin not feel the slightest chill in his heart, but he felt a burst of warmth for no reason...

Ye Cheng's blood-stained palm tightly gripped Mo Yuxie's neck, and slowly lifted him up. There was no emotion in his scarlet eyes.

Mo Yuxie's eyes were bloodshot with a grim and distorted face, and he stared at Ye Cheng in despair - the scimitar in his hand had long since fallen to the ground.

Ye Cheng's palm slowly contracted, and the veins on Mo Yuxie's forehead popped instantly.

In desperation, he only felt like a stripped white rabbit lying on the butcher's chopping board.

Inadvertently meeting his desperate gaze, Zhuang Shuanglin suddenly came back to his senses.

"Sir, let him live!"

Ye Cheng frowned slightly.

Zhuang Shuanglin's heart trembled, and he said hastily:
"This person looks like he should be a leader, and he thinks it will be useful to His Majesty..."

A plate of sweet and soft glutinous rice instantly came to mind, frowning, the scarlet in Ye Cheng's eyes slowly faded.

"I don't blame those who died, I really didn't expect him to be so weak..."

As soon as he let go, Mo Yuxie was thrown aside like mud, and Ye Cheng spread his hands, looking innocent.

"..."

Subconsciously, Zhuang Shuanglin turned his head to look at the ruined and disfigured streets and the scattered corpses, and fell silent for a moment.

The rest of the Phoenix Feather Guards were also stunned. After swallowing one after another, they honestly braved the still wanton pouring rain and went to the street to gather up the dead bodies and spider hooks.

Ye Cheng looked down at the blood stained on the white clothes, frowned slightly, stretched out his palms from the eaves, washed the sticky blood on his hands with rainwater for a while, then turned around, and wiped the remaining blood on Mo Yuxie's body .

"It's disgusting, don't you want to live well? Do you want to disturb me to eat soft food?"

Mo Yuxie looked like a dead dog, resignedly watching the raindrops falling from the eaves.

Zhuang Shuanglin glanced at him, then at Ye Cheng, and could only remain silent.

When I turn back, I must write a copybook and stick it on the bedside - don't disturb Ye Sheng's soft meal...

"Commander, take this person, and the unconscious one in the house, there are still three survivors in total."

After cleaning up the "battlefield" on the street, Qin Ye dragged the dying beggar into the eaves.

"I'm going, you're still alive?"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the beggar, Ye Cheng couldn't help being startled.

"..."

The beggar took a deep look at him and moved his lips, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

Zhuang Shuanglin looked at the beggar with a complex expression, then suddenly remembered the business, and turned to Mo Yuxie:
"Where are the grain seeds you stole?"

Mo Yuxie turned a deaf ear and continued to play dead.

Ye Cheng was about to go back and change his clothes, but when he heard Zhuang Shuanglin's question, he suddenly became interested, turned his head and squinted at Mo Yuxie who didn't say a word.

Aroused by the seemingly invisible killing intent, Mo Yuxie's body trembled slightly.

"What? Don't tell me?"

Zhuang Shuanglin looked at him, then at Ye Cheng, and began to sneer.

What's the matter?

Think of yourself as a "goods" for intimidation?
Ye Cheng rolled his eyes at her, but still walked towards Mo Yuxie slowly.

The figure of Ye Cheng in Mo Yuxie's pupils continued to enlarge, and his body also trembled uncontrollably.

At the critical moment, Mo Yuxie fiercely pulled the bag behind him to his front, and hurriedly said to Zhuang Shuanglin:
"Here, here!"

……

Under Zhuang Shuanglin's signal, Qin Ye snatched the bag from Mo Yuxie.

Resisting the excitement to open the bag, Zhuang Shuanglin's face suddenly became gloomy.

"that's it?"

Carefully watching Ye Cheng's face, Mo Yuxie pointed to the corpses of several companions on the ground.

"Also, there are others, all of them!"

Qin Ye led a few Phoenix Feather Guards and immediately began to rummage through the pile of corpses, and some of them even took the initiative to brave the heavy rain and returned to the street to start searching again.

Not long after, more than a dozen dungarees of varying degrees of damage were piled up in front of Zhuang Shuanglin like a hill.

The same as the resentful eyes of those soldiers, Zhuang Shuanglin looked at Ye Cheng with resentful eyes.

This guy, with such a heavy hand, if the grain seeds are slightly damaged, how should he explain to His Majesty?
Ye Cheng didn't notice the strange look in their eyes at all.

Because, when a few grain seeds rolled out of the broken bag, Ye Cheng was completely dumbfounded.