The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

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In just a split second, blood gushed out from Zhou Sui's right shoulder.

It permeated the purple dragon robe, and then rolled down.

Shu Le was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked towards the direction where the dagger was stabbing. One of the two dancers had already lost the dagger in his hand and wanted to move forward again.

Fuquan screamed in fright, the guards waiting outside the door and the Jin Yiwei who was following Zhou Sui rushed in immediately——

But this couldn't keep up with the movements of the two dancers.

One of them lost his dagger and immediately took out the hidden weapon from his sleeve.

Seeing this, the other also lowered his head, took out a dagger from his boot, and charged forward.

Zhou Sui's expression changed drastically, he subconsciously wanted to protect Shu Le, and was about to stretch out his other hand to stop him, but Shu Le pressed him on the seat.

With a calm expression, Shu Le pushed Zhou Sui behind him, and slammed the wooden table next to him with his foot.

With a kick on his toes, he kicked it vigorously, and the agarwood wooden table immediately flew towards the direction of the two dancers.

After the two dancers blocked the Eight Immortals table, they saw that Shu Le had pulled off the cumbersome phoenix robe and was only wearing a light-colored undershirt.

And in his hand, he was holding the saber in the scabbard around Zhou Sui's waist.

Since the title of the country was granted in the later Zhou Dynasty, it has been regarded as an elegant practice for gentlemen to wear swords. From emperors to merchants, no matter what their martial arts skills are, they all like to wear swords.

The saber on Zhou Sui's waist was bestowed by the first emperor. It was handed down for three dynasties, and it was the emperor's gift.

Shu Le weighed the sword in his hand, pointed at the tip of the sword, and said angrily: "What a trick to surrender, the mere barbarians and thieves, do you really think there is no one in the Zhou Dynasty?"

The dancer who started behind made an expression on her face, gripped the dagger tightly, and raised her voice: "General Shu, don't be angry. We know that you have been imprisoned in the palace by the dog emperor, and you can't leave. I don't intend to be your enemy! As long as you back away One step, let us kill the emperor first! We will take you away!"

Shu Le narrowed his eyebrows: "How do you know I'm Shu Le?"

The first dancer sneered: "Of course we have our way, will you let me! Will you kill me too!?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

The dancer standing behind stretched out her hand to stop her, and hurriedly said, "If you hurt him, how will you explain to...?!"

The hall was quiet and the distance was not very far. Shu Le had already heard it clearly after just a few words.

With the sword in his hand raised, Shu Le raised his eyebrows and said, "In my opinion, forget it. No matter who you tell me to, you probably won't be able to tell me."

The dancer girl looked at Shu Le with a dignified look: "General Shu, my sister and I both respect your reputation and know your strength; but now that you have been severely injured and confined to the deep palace, it is better not to dance with guns and swords, if We can't afford to hurt you accidentally."

Shu Le was taken aback for a moment, then he couldn't control himself and laughed loudly.

"Dancing with guns and swords? Hahahahaha——"

Shu Le smiled so much that even his expression became a bit pervasive, the edge of the sword in his hand was shining brightly, "This general is five years old holding a tasseled spear, and seven years old holding a long sword, why do you say "dance the spear and use the sword?!"

"Or do you really think that the general is in the palace, and he forgot how to kill this rebellious minister and traitor so that he can enjoy himself?!"

In just an instant, Shu Le's expression became a bit chilly.

The long sword in his hand was like frost, icy cold, and he rushed towards the two dancers in an instant.

Zhou Sui didn't expect that Shu Le would dare to take the initiative to attack him at this time, and he stretched out his hand to grab him, and said in surprise, "Shu Le, don't—"

But it only touched the corner of the man's robe.

And in the next second, even that mere corner slipped out of his hand.

The Jin Yiwei and the servants next to him finally seized the opportunity and rushed forward to surround Zhou Sui, hurriedly saying: "The escort came late!! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

The dagger on Zhou Sui's shoulder pierced deeply, and the blood on one side of his robe was soaked, and the bones were faintly visible.

But he didn't have time to think about it at all, he just supported the back of the chair with the other hand and stood up, stretched out his hand and drew the long sword from the waist of the guard next to him, and was about to step forward.

Before taking two steps, he was stopped by the guards: "Your Majesty, you are injured!"

Zhou Sui was blocked and couldn't move an inch, so he had to throw the sword and said angrily: "Why are you waiting in a daze?! Why don't you go help the queen?!"

The guards immediately turned around, only to find that in just a short moment, the long sword in Shu Le's hand had pierced through the shoulder of the first dancer, nailing her firmly to the palace wall.

Shu Le's right hand held a dagger snatched from another dancer's hand, and with a swipe in the air, it pressed it on the neck of the person in his hand.

"Since you all know who I am, I won't say much."

Shu Le bent his lips and smiled, and the dagger drew a bloodstain on the dancer's neck on the wall, and said slowly, "I am... different from many generals. Never pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

The opportunity was lost, and the other dancer looked slumped, and knelt down on the ground after several guards stepped forward to restrain her.

Shu Le took back the dagger, and gently blew on the blood on it: "Who sent you here?"

Neither of the two dancers answered.

Shu Le smiled, and slashed the dagger on the woman's neck again: "Aren't you so afraid of death?"

The dancer who was the first to do it looked stern, stared at Shu Le for a while, and then smiled: "What is there to be afraid of death? I just wish I could drag you to die together."

Shu Le glanced at him with great interest, and asked curiously, "You miss me so much?"

There was a bit of dark jealousy in the dance girl's cold eyes, she paused every word: "Yeah, once I think that he likes you so much - I can't wait to cut you into pieces, and then put your ugly bones to death. Throw it in front of him. Let him see how disgusting you are after death!"

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, I'm afraid this is a fake young lady...

Lele was scared and said goodbye.

Seeing that Shu Le seemed to have a dull expression, a vicious smile appeared on the dancer's face.

As soon as she bit her mouth, black blood slid down from the corner of her mouth in the next second.

Shu Le was stunned: "You want to commit suicide?!"

"Of course, how could I leave him with trouble..."

The dancer closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the look in her eyes was much more chaotic. She paused for a moment, then smiled, "I'll tell you a secret..."

Shu Le frowned.

The dancer's body was already exhausted, and the dagger that penetrated her shoulder became a support for her to stand on the contrary.

She paused: "The secret is...the dagger I used to stab the dog emperor was coated with poison, he will definitely not survive..."

The dancer girl glanced at Shu Le as if she was dying, and said softly, "I can't get the person I love the most... You don't want to be with the dog emperor forever..."

Shu Le: "..."

Miss sister, brain supplementation is a disease, if you can still be reborn as a human in the next life, go see the doctor.

Shu Le sighed, and reached out to help the dancer close her eyes.

Turning around to look at Zhou Sui again, the blood on the wound had indeed turned dark red.

And at this moment, the palace guard on duty at the gate of the palace hurried in, knelt in the outer hall, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the southwestern garrison eight hundred miles away!"

There were so many people in the hall that Zhou Sui's mind was a little unclear, so Shu Le took a step forward and supported him.

Zhou Sui held Shu Le with one hand, and firmly grasped the armrest with the other hand. Finally, he regained some clarity, and replied, "Yes, what's the urgent report?"

The palace people passed the urgent report to Fuquan.

Fuquan took it, unfolded it, his expression suddenly changed, and he knelt down on the ground suddenly.

Zhou Sui paused, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

Fuquan was trembling all over, and finally stabilized his figure, but his voice was still clumsy: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...Wen Rong led the troops...Wen Rong led the troops to rebel..."

The author has something to say: Zhou Sui: I was injured and poisoned because of him, but he was thinking about another geoduck and didn't want to live anymore.

Lele: If you die, I can really find the next geoduck~~~

Wen Rong: Brother, look at me^_^