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Their lips pressed together for just a moment, and the two immediately separated.

Ling Chu's face couldn't help but blush, while Ning Chuyi's face was calm, but actually she was feeling uneasy. He was even prepared to be slapped.

But Lingchu didn't take action.

Ning Chuyi clenched his fists, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Sorry, I shouldn't have been rude to the princess."

Normally, when a man was being frivolous, Ling Chu should have slapped him in the face. But just now the hidden arrow was shot, and Ning Chuyi immediately protected her.

It was also because she pulled so hard that he was caught off guard and crashed into her.

That wasn't Ning Chuyi's fault, not to mention that he also apologized. Ling Chu couldn't say anything about such an embarrassing thing. He could only shake his head and said, "No one wants something unexpected to happen."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of urgent footsteps suddenly came from outside, "Master Ning, Master Ning..."

It turned out that the emperor had not seen Ning Chuyi for a long time, so he was worried and asked someone to look for him.

The awkward atmosphere was broken, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside, the Forbidden Army and the assassins were fighting inextricably.

The emperor stood at the railing on the second floor, looking down with a sullen face, furious in his heart. He was just leaving Beijing for a trip, and those with ulterior motives dared to come and assassinate him in waves.

For the sake of the dragon chair he sat on, he didn't care whether the nine tribes would be exterminated.

Due to Ling Chu's early warning of banging the shovel, the forbidden troops defended in time. The assassin downstairs had been killing for so long without a breakthrough, so he was inevitably frustrated.

The leading assassin suddenly whistled sharply and urgently, and seven or eight assassins who were fighting with the Imperial Guard downstairs made feints.

Using their Qinggong skills quickly, they all rose up from the ground and rushed towards the second floor. The swords in their hands slashed at the emperor with great ferocity.

Commander Pang was frightened and hurriedly waved his sword to resist.

Ning Chuyi tiptoed and immediately flew over to fight with the assassin. The rest of the Forbidden Army did not stand idly by and waved their swords to cut down the rushing assassins.

The inn is not big to begin with, so it is already crowded with so many Imperial Guards crowding around and fighting in the corridor. In order to make room for the people around him, the emperor had no choice but to retreat to the other side.

The assassin leader downstairs saw this and immediately blew his second whistle.

Before the whistle blew, a dozen men in black were seen rushing up to the second floor from downstairs, heading straight for the emperor to kill him.

Commander Pang was shocked and tried his best to rush over to rescue him, but he was entangled by the two assassins around him and could not escape.

Seeing that those assassins were about to succeed, Ling Chu took a deep breath and waved his hand. The shovel suddenly appeared out of thin air and swiped at the assassin.

This sudden attack prevented the assassins from reacting in time, and they were all smashed downstairs with a big shovel.

boom! boom! boom!

Seeing his companion lying in front of him curled up in pain, the assassin leader burst into anger. He was just a little bit close to killing the emperor, but a girl ruined his life. How could he not be angry?

Looking at the second floor with a sinister and cryptic look, the assassin leader pointed his knife with murderous intent, "Kill!"

The assassins downstairs abandoned the fighting Imperial Guards one after another, and followed their leader to rush up to the second floor without risking their lives.

Commander Pang and the others instantly became more stressed and tried their best to resist.

Ling Chu also cheered up and commanded the big shovel and small hammer to kill the enemy.

They were on the second floor and had an advantage over the assassins rushing up, making it easier to fight. Gradually, more and more assassins were knocked down to the lower floor.

The emperor was protected impeccably, and the assassin leader could not attack for a long time. He rolled his eyes, slashed at the imperial guard beside him, and jumped towards Ning Chuyi.

They couldn't kill the emperor, but if they could kill this bastard, they could also give an explanation to the people above them.

The assassin leader had a good idea, but it was a pity that he underestimated Ning Chuyi's martial arts.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, he was kicked hard by Ning Chuyi and was instantly thrown to the side.

After knocking down a companion, the assassin leader saw the slender figure not far away from the corner of his eye. Before Ning Chuyi could attack him, he quickly lifted up the carp and jumped forward.

Ning Chuyi's usually calm expression suddenly changed, and he was about to rush over to stop him, but an assassin rushed out of the diagonal stab and slashed at him with a knife. Ning Chuyi discovered it, but at the moment he only had Ling Chu in his eyes. Seeing the long knife slashing him, his momentum remained unabated.

Yin Sha's eyes were about to burst, and he hurriedly slashed at the assassin with his long sword.

The assassin's body instinctively moved aside. Although he failed to hit Ning Chuyi's back, he injured his left arm.

Blood gushes out all of a sudden.

But Ning Chuyi acted like a normal person, without blinking an eye.

Although he used the fastest speed, he was still a step slower after all because the assassin leader was calculating mentally but not intentionally.

He was about to arrive, but he watched helplessly as Ling Chu was pulled by him and rolled down from the second floor.

Ning Chuyi's heart suddenly tightened and she jumped down to the first floor without hesitation.

This was the first time the emperor saw him being so indifferent. He was shocked and blurted out "Yier".

The emperor's shout was so cordial that the imperial guards around him heard it, but no one dared to say anything at this time. Only Ning Guogong frowned and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

If the emperor is concerned, he will be in chaos.

Ning Guogong was not too worried. He knew Ning Chuyi's martial arts well and knew that this height would not trouble him.

Sure enough, Ning Chuyi turned over like a kite and landed firmly on the ground. Standing three steps away, the sword in his hand was pointed directly at the assassin leader, his eyes cold.

"Let her go, and I can keep your body intact."

The assassin leader dragged Ling Chu off the ground in order to hold her hostage. She was not injured when she fell, but now he was holding her arm in front of her with one hand, and the sword in his right hand was placed across her neck.

With the hostage in hand, the assassin was emboldened. Instead of letting Ling Chu go, he threatened Ning Chuyi, "If you want her to live, cut off one of her arms, and I will let her go."

The assassin looked sinister, but in fact he was not completely sure. But when he tried to break in through the window of the inn, he shot Ning Chuyi with a hidden arrow, and happened to see the two of them embracing and kissing.

These two people clearly have feelings for each other.

He couldn't kill the emperor, and he couldn't touch Ning Chuyi, so he took a gamble.

Let's see if Ning Chuyi will kill himself to save this girl.

Yang Yun, the chief of guard, and the guards from the Dingyuan Palace quickly surrounded him, but Ling Chu was held hostage by the assassin, so they did not dare to move rashly.

The assassin leader asked Ning Chuyi to cut off his own arm, and the scene was silent.

Ning Chuyi stared at the assassin with cold eyes.

After a long time, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

Seeing that he was really going to cut off his arm, the emperor and Duke Ning frowned at the same time.

However, Yin Sha and Wei Feng changed their expressions at the same time, and rushed towards Ning Chuyi nervously, "Sir..."

Ning Chuyi did not look back, but raised his left hand to signal them not to move.

The assassin leader didn't expect that he had blocked it correctly, and he was proud of himself. He didn't expect that the ruthless Master Ning also had weaknesses. But his face didn't show anything, he only urged coldly, "Hurry up, or I will kill her immediately."

Ning Chuyi didn't look at the assassin, his eyes fell on Ling Chu's face, pursed his lips, and slowly raised the sword in his hand again.

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