wealthy lord

Chapter 934 Master Showdown
"So, let Concubine Ye go back! Besides, Concubine Ye knows good and evil and right and wrong, and can calmly make the most correct judgment!"

Ye Wanqing said worriedly: "No, Third Sister's injuries have not healed yet. If she continues like this, even if she recovers in the future, she will still have a chronic disease..."

"Okay! Concubine Ye should think more about yourself! After all, Una is the Khan's third sister, so I will not abuse her!"

At this time, Una said, "Sister Wanqing, what this bastard said makes sense! Don't bother me! This matter is ultimately an internal feud of my Panda tribe, and I really don't want to involve you!"

It is said that a friend in need is a friend indeed. Looking back, Una and Ye Wanqing disliked each other and often quarreled over trivial matters.

But at the critical moment, they act a hundred times closer than their blood relatives.

This touched Una's heart deeply.

In her heart, the Panda tribe is no longer her home. There are no good memories here, only pain and sadness.

Ye Wanqing pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Can His Majesty the Khan guarantee that he will arrange for the imperial physician to treat her as soon as possible?"

Wu Meng looked impatient, but he also understood that if he couldn't satisfy Ye Wanqing, it would be difficult to achieve the effect he wanted in the peace talks.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Una.

"Third sister, you must protect yourself when I'm not around, and don't fight to the death! No matter what the future holds, there is hope only if you're alive. If you die, it's all over! Are you willing to let Lin Yun be sad? Don't you want to have a child of your own?"

Every word she said touched the softest part of Una's heart and made her burst into tears.

Yes!

Now that my father and mother are both gone, I really need to consider my future.

"Sister Wanqing, don't worry! I won't be impulsive again!"

But just when the three of them reached a preliminary reconciliation, a man suddenly walked in from outside the palace door, with a piece of animal skin covering his face.

Wu Meng didn't notice it, but Ye Wanqing and Una were stunned.

They could tell at a glance that the person who suddenly appeared was not a member of the Panda tribe. His body shape, facial features, and eyes were all completely different.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of screams were suddenly heard outside the palace gate.

"Ahhh!!"

Wu Meng was shocked and turned around suddenly. When he saw a stranger staring at him coldly, he shouted angrily, "Who are you? How dare you break into the palace?"

Yang Lin raised his hand and pulled down the animal hide shield covering his face, sneering: "He's the one who wants to kill you!!"

Una and Ye Wanqing were overjoyed. They both knew Yang Lin, although they had never spoken to him before.

But he also knew that Yang Lin was Lin Yun's absolute confidant and was highly skilled in martial arts. Before the Jinyiwei was established, Yang Lin had killed countless people.

If it was about leading troops to fight, or a formal one-on-one duel on horseback, Yang Lin might not be Wu Meng's opponent.

But if this situation happens, or an assassination is carried out, let alone the Khan of the Panda Royal Court of this medium-sized country.

Even if it was the Dragon Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, Yang Lin was confident that he could successfully assassinate him.

"Commander Yang..."

Una was so emotional that she actually called out his official title.

Before Wu Na and Ye Wanqing left Beijing, the Taiwei Mansion had not yet been established, so the two women did not know that Yang Lin had been promoted to Taiwei.

Wu Meng frowned. For some reason, the man in front of him, though plain-looking and a little weak, gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

"Was it Lin Yun who sent you? Why does this Khan sense murderous aura from you?" Yang Lin smiled sinisterly, and a silver light flashed from the cuff of his left hand, and a short blade appeared out of thin air.

Wu Meng saw it and suddenly realized what was going on.

"You are a killer? Lin Yun is planning to send you to assassinate this Khan?"

Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "To be precise, I am here to rescue the two concubines! If I can kill Wu Meng in the process, I believe His Majesty will be very happy!"

"Humph, you dare to attack this Khan with your shady stuff?" Wu Meng smiled contemptuously, hooked his finger at Yang Lin provocatively, and continued: "How about a bet? You and I will fight, and if this Khan loses, the worst that can happen is death! But if you win in the end, you can send a message to Lin Yun on behalf of this Khan!"

In fact, the moment Yang Lin saw Wu Meng, he realized that this guy was not easy to deal with.

But he had already received the order, and he had to complete it no matter how dangerous it was.

"Of course you can make a bet! However, you have to let me take the two concubines back with me! If you agree, I, the Great Duan Emperor, may be able to give you a chance to live!"

Wu Meng's face was gloomy and he was in hesitation. If he handed over these two women, would Lin Yun send troops immediately?

But if I don't pay it, it's obviously impossible.

The fact that the assassin in front of him was able to break into his Holy City Palace without making any noise shows how strong his personal strength is.

Wu Meng can defend himself for a while, but not forever. Sooner or later, big problems will arise.

At this time, ten figures rushed in from outside the palace gate. The ten Jinyiwei brought by Yang Lin had killed all the warriors outside.

Yang Lin smiled confidently: "Wumeng, no one will come to save you now! All the guards near this palace are dead!"

Wu Meng didn't say anything, but raised his hand to untie the cloak on his body. After it slid to the ground, he drew out the scimitar from his waist.

"Okay! As long as you win, you can take both women away! But if you lose, you will be left with your life!"

As they spoke, the two masters attacked instantly.

Except for Ye Wanqing who was an outsider, everyone including Una and the ten Jinyiwei saw it clearly.

Yang Lin chopped Wu Meng's scimitar fiercely with the short blade in his hand.

But the scimitar in his hand broke on the spot, and the sharp blade instantly pierced Wu Meng's shoulder.

But Yang Lin's movement was so fast that he raised the short blade in his hand diagonally upwards.

"Shhh!!"

The broken knife in Wu Meng's hand flew into the sky, and then Yang Lin stabbed him in the throat with the knife.

This is Yang Lin's famous skill. Countless people have died at the hands of his sharp sword.

A warrior like Wu Meng, who is a bold and aggressive fighter, could never beat Yang Lin in a competition of swordsmanship and details.

On the side, Una and Ye Wanqing both showed joy in their eyes and secretly sighed at how powerful Yang Lin was.

She admired her man even more for his keen eye for talent, for being able to recruit such a top expert under his command.

Seeing that this thundering blow was about to end Wumeng, he suddenly went crazy, stood still and allowed Yang Lin to rush over, and at the last moment he actually used brute force to grab Yang Lin's wrist holding the knife.

"Hehehe! Your sword skills and body movements are the fastest I have ever seen! However, your strength is far behind!"

Yang Lin's face turned pale and he struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from his vice-like hands.

(End of this chapter)