In ancient times, I made a fortune by copying my family

A loud shout rolled past his ears, and Ling Chu's empty eyes were shocked.

She subconsciously wanted to look in the direction of Ning Chuyi.

However, before she could turn her head, a strong murderous aura rushed toward her with a sound that broke through the air.

Ling Chu bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain brought her back to consciousness instantly.

Seeing the man in gray coming to kill her, she subconsciously stepped back.

The palm failed, and the man in gray was stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect that she, a girl who didn't know any martial arts, could avoid his killing move.

Although it was unexpected, the man in gray thought it was just a coincidence.

Soon, he came towards her again with the fierce palm wind.

Ling Chu didn't panic and waved his hand to call back the shovel to defend himself.

It's just that she doesn't understand martial arts, so her speed was slowed down in a hurry.

The man in gray's big palm hit her right shoulder hard.

Severe pain came, and Ling Chu was knocked away.

This palm, when she saw the man in gray approaching for the second time, she actually knew that she could not avoid it.

She was prepared to get hurt.

However, she didn't expect that she had avoided a crucial point. After being knocked away from the top of the mountain by the man in gray, there was a cliff behind her.

It wasn't until she missed the mark that she realized she was being pushed to the edge of the cliff during the fight.

Falling from a height of 10,000 feet should be fearful.

However, Ling Chuxu knew that she was destined to live a long life, or perhaps her soul did not belong to this time and space.

Death was not as scary to her as she imagined.

At this moment, Ling Chu was still calm.

Even at the last moment, when she recalled the shovel and hammer, she allowed them to kill many gangsters along the way.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a matter of seconds.

Ling Chu faced death calmly.

However, Ning Chuyi, who had always remained calm even when the mountain collapsed in front of him, felt a suffocating panic for the first time in his life.

The moment he saw the man in gray emerging from the ground, he tried desperately to rush towards Ling Chu.

However, those gangsters didn't know his identity, and they came towards him one after another like a tide.

I want to keep him, the emperor, alive.

Although Ning Chuyi has great martial arts skills, he is unable to defeat four hands with two fists. Under heavy siege, he can't move even an inch.

But the moment he saw Ling Chu being knocked away by the man in gray, a murderous aura suddenly burst out from him.

Wherever the sword energy passed, blood splattered everywhere.

Countless heads flew up,

Rolled to the ground.

Ning Chuyi, with red eyes, soared into the sky like a cold-faced murderer, flew past the headless corpses, and rushed towards the cliff.

Seeing Ling Chu fall off the cliff, a trace of satisfaction flashed in the ferocious eyes of the man in gray.

But this satisfaction disappeared immediately when he saw the man who was killing him like a Rakshasa.

As soon as his face changed, he subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, I soon realized something was wrong.

He was worried that the emperor was being protected by the imperial troops and had no place to attack.

Unexpectedly, he delivered it to the door himself.

This gift is heaven-breaking wealth.

As long as he kills the emperor with his own hands, from now on he will be a powerful minister inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Thinking of the high-ranking official and generous salary he was about to receive, the man in gray was extremely excited and had long ignored the uneasiness in his heart.

He turned around and charged towards the emperor fiercely.

Ning Chuyi's handsome face was so cold that it could drip ink.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Before anyone arrives, the sword arrives first.

The sword in his hand was thrown like lightning.

Passed through the chest of the man in gray.

Stab him across the body.

The bone-piercing pain in his heart hit him. The man in gray lowered his head, staring with frightened eyes. He clutched the sword at his heart with both hands and swung it in his mouth several times. He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, blood was already rushing out of his mouth.

After failing, the man in gray showed strong unwillingness in his eyes.

However, as soon as he was unwilling to stand up, he saw the emperor passing by him.

Jump off the cliff.

Although the life force in his body was rapidly passing away, the man in gray couldn't help but stayed for a while at this moment.

Did the arrival of the God of Death cause him to hallucinate, or was the emperor crazy?

He actually saw the emperor jumping off a cliff?

The man in gray blinked in disbelief, endured the pain, and turned around with difficulty.

Wherever he looked, there was no figure of the emperor.

Realizing that the emperor had really jumped off the cliff, the man in gray had a crazy laugh on his face.

However, as soon as he smiled, he saw Commander Pang and the remaining Forbidden Army rushing towards the cliff while shouting crazily, "Sir, come back..."

The smile on the man in gray's face froze, "Who are you, sir?"

Isn't that the emperor?

I was startled for a moment, and something flashed through my mind.

The man in gray clothes was so frightened and angry that he couldn't take a breath and fell backwards.

He quickly ran out of breath.

The man in gray will die with his eyes closed.

There was deep resentment and unwillingness in his widened eyes.

After being slapped away by the man in gray, Ling Chu fell down the cliff on her back, and the strong gravity pulled her down.

After falling a few feet, the shovel swooped past her.

Ling Chu's body suddenly paused.

However, after just one breath, he fell sharply again.

At the last moment when the energy was exhausted, the big shovel helped her block it, then turned into a piece of golden light and dissipated in the air.

Falling from a high cliff, there is nowhere to stay and nothing to hold on to.

Ling Chu had to summon the little hammer again.

However, it only blocked her plummeting body.

The system's alarm sounded in my mind.

[Beep beep! 】

[Warn the host, the energy is exhausted and the system is about to shut down! 】

Without energy, the system's alarm sound is not as sharp as before.

After three weak sirens, Ling Chu's mind fell silent.

The dim golden light quickly dissipated.

Ling Chu's body was no longer supported.

The cold wind whistled past her ears, and in her sight was the dark sky that was getting further and further away from her.

Ling Chu smiled bitterly in his heart.

She was not afraid of death, but this time, she was afraid that she would fall into a pile of mud.

After hearing the news of her death, King Dingyuan and the princess would probably be very sad.

But even if she dies, as well as Han Lin and Han Song, time will eventually heal their pain.

She regretted that she could not serve the original master Xuan Yi until he died.

Fortunately, she still has three senior brothers, so the master doesn't have to worry about having no one to take care of her.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind, and what finally settled in her mind was a handsome face with sharp edges.

Ling Chu sighed in her heart, she couldn't repay what she owed Master Ning after all.

Fortunately, few of the gangsters were killed by big shovels and small hammers. For the remaining ones, with the martial arts of him and Commander Pang, I believe it would not be difficult to escape.

I hope they can return to Beijing smoothly as soon as possible.

The cold wind was still roaring, and something dripped on my face.

Ling Chu looked at the dark sky blankly...it turned out to be raining.

Suddenly, Ling Chu's eyes suddenly widened when he saw a figure leaping down towards her from above.

Her heart seemed to be pulled by a pair of big hands, and the pain made her wake up instantly.

"No..." A shout finally broke free from the stuffy chest.

Ning Chuyi pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, her eyes always fixed on that bloodless little face.

Taking a deep breath, using his internal energy like crazy, he fell down by a thousand catties, and then down again...