After my voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the imperial court.

Chapter 23 I’m afraid I can’t leave (second update)

Mu Nanjin noticed that the emperor and the others had left, and subconsciously followed them.

[Hey, why is the emperor gone?I promised to take him to save the father-in-law and repair his appearance, but I can't break my promise. 】

The Jinyi guards roared in their hearts.

We cannot protect ourselves. If you are still thinking about how to save others, you should think about how to survive today.

Mu Nanjin walked out of Jingtuo Temple and saw many pilgrims running back in panic: "Killing, killing."

There were sounds of fighting halfway up the mountain, and when she got closer, she saw an old man in purple clothing fighting with the emperor's King Wu bodyguard.

[The assassin discovered the emperor’s identity so quickly! ?How did they find out? 】

Kan Chaoyan, who rushed over, quickly pulled Mu Nanjin aside and said, "Why are you here? It's very dangerous here. Everyone won't be able to take care of you when they start fighting. You should quickly find a place to hide."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 20 monks from Jingtuo Temple rushed over. They were all eighth- and ninth-grade warriors. They rushed directly towards the emperor with murderous looks on their faces.

Kan Chaoyan hurriedly pushed Mu Nanjin into the bushes next to the stairs, and then drew his sword to face the enemy.

Mu Nanjin got up and saw Kan Chaoyan fighting one against two. The opponents were all ninth-grade warriors. Kan Chaoyan was retreating steadily.

[Lao Kan can’t do it. 】

When Kan Chaoyan heard this, he paused slightly. Because of this, he almost had his head chopped off.

Veins popped up on his forehead, and he broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

That stinky girl, can't she be quiet in such a dangerous time?
[I almost went to see the King of Hell and worked as an errand for the King of Hell. 】

Mu Nanjin also broke into a cold sweat for him.

[If your cultivation level is not enough, you can use sword skills to make up for it.Squat down, raise the knife and chop at their feet, then put the knife away and insert it into the back...]

Kan Chaoyan subconsciously followed her instructions and found that his movements became faster, as if he could predict what the opponent would do next, and then blocked the opponent's actions in advance, killing two ninth-grade warrior assassins in an instant.

Is it a coincidence, or...

[Hey, Lao Kan's sword skills and movements have become much faster, and he has the momentum of a grandmaster. Not bad, keep up the good work. 】

Kan Chaoyan: "..." Didn't she realize that he was wielding the knife according to her wishes?

Mu Nanjin really didn't notice, because half of his attention was given to the emperor's Wu Wang guard.

The old man who attacked the emperor was a ninth-grade Martial King. The Emperor's Martial King guard was obviously not as strong as him. After a few moves, he was already forced to the point where he could not parry.

If the fight continues, the Emperor's King Wu bodyguard will definitely die.

At this moment, an ice arrow shot from a distance.

The old man's expression changed and he quickly took two steps back.

The ice arrow hit the ground, and the ground instantly turned into ice.

Then, Feng Sinan fell from the sky and landed in front of the emperor.

The emperor was delighted: "National Master."

Feng Simonan said quietly: "Your Majesty, please take the Queen Mother out of here first."

"Okay, you have to be careful too."

The emperor helped the queen mother down the two stairs, and then heard Mu Nanjin's voice.

[I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave. 】

Mu Nanjin looked in the direction of Jingtuo Temple and saw the embarrassed male cultivator flying out of the temple at the fastest speed.

Behind him was a man in black robes. He wore a black cloth scarf on his face, making it difficult to see his face, but the phoenix eyes exposed outside the scarf were as cold as two ice cubes without any emotion at all. As long as he looked at them One glance can freeze someone to death.

He followed Gong Xiurong calmly, and the sword in his hand exuded a black aura like a black and impermanent soul lock. Even Mu Nanjin felt the oppression emanating from his body.

He should be the person who was mentioned in the gossip news but did not describe his level of cultivation.

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(End of this chapter)