With a slight movement of his hand, a red mark appeared on Chongzi's neck, and warm blood dripped down.

Chong Zi gasped, but he didn't expect this person to really dare to take action.

Li Yunqing was still holding the knife, and the blade pushed the blade one inch further, and shouted coldly: "I won't let go, do you want to see her die?"

"If you die, die. You bunch of trash, why don't you attack me quickly? Why are you standing there?" Chongzi shouted.

The Yuwei was in chaos and he was able to see each other.

Li Yunqing curled his lips with evil charm and raised his sword, as if he was about to start a broken head the next moment.

Feng Jue was sweating coldly when he saw it. He couldn't tell from Li Yunqing's eyes that she was joking. This person was serious. It was really possible that he would kill Chong Zi in the next second.

If it is really killed, the battle will inevitably begin. At that time, the blood flowing river is unknown.

"Don't retreat?" Li Yunqing looked back and saw the bloodthirsty light shining brightly. Seeing that the group of feather guards were still hesitating, their wrists moved, and a gust of wind blew, and they were about to cut off Chong Zi's head.

"retreat!"

When the battle drum sounded, Chonglin Yuwei, wearing white clothes, all disappeared into the darkness the next moment.

Chong Zi was so angry that he vomited blood, "You bunch of waste, waste."

Li Yunqing threw the knife to Feng Jue, pinched Chongzi's chin, and smiled frivolously: "Look! You group of feather guards are quite loyal. You should thank them well and save your life."

"Bah! A shameless bastard, I will definitely kill you in the future." Chongzi held a mouthful of blood, and the blood of qi attacked his heart.

Li Yunqing stood up and turned around calmly: "I'm leaving, I'm entering the city."

Feng Jue was speechless. He really didn't expect that Young Master Yixiao would just take away ten thousand feather guards without spending a single soldier.

The group of soldiers who had not yet reacted realized that they had won when they heard Feng Jue's words and set off. And they didn't even take action, and somehow they won.

This is incredible.

In an instant, cheers resounded throughout the sky.

"Long live the smile of young master! Long live!"

Li Yunqing rode on the white wolf and smiled with a smile on his lips: "It would be great to be able to go back alive, I dare not compete with the emperor!"

*

The night is quiet, and the city of Pei is still brightly lit, but it is less angry than before.

Yun Yong was not asleep yet, and he was standing in front of Baili Yi's couch and didn't know what to do. Since he was injured by Fengzhi, he had not woken up. Even the military doctor could not find the reason. He only said that although it was pierced through his chest, fortunately it did not hurt his heart. It is said that he should have woken up long ago, but he has been sleeping dizzy. It can only be said that it is strange!

The young general held his back in his hand and was in a worried circle. The cold fire reflected his face, which seemed very vicissitudes. He came forward and said that Young Master Yixiao had arrived in Nanxi City this morning. If she knew that the Fourth Prince was seriously injured now, how would he explain?

Just as he was worried, a cautious knock on the door sounded outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Yun Yong looked puzzled, what else was going on in the middle of the night.

The messenger outside the door said with an uncontrollable tone of surprise: "Go back to the general, Young Master Yixiao sent troops to guard the Chonglin Yuwei who was entering the city."

"What?" Yun Yong whispered, didn't he say he had just arrived this morning? Why did he send troops so quickly?
Chapter completed!