The cold emperor's lovely concubine

Chapter 131 The Assassin Strikes 2
However, there were too many people in the audience and it was too chaotic.

All of them looked panic-stricken, running around endlessly when they got angry.

Actually, Feng Xiaojiu planned to rush out.

However, there were too many people, and she was squeezed to one side.In the end, what was even worse was that someone pushed her hard from behind, so Feng Xiaojiu immediately threw herself forward.

He fell down on the icy ground, and someone stomped on his paws hard, and a deep shoe print immediately appeared on his originally snow-white catkin.

At this moment, Feng Xiaojiu's whole body hurts, and her paws hurt even more.

It's just that there are too many people now, and she can't squeeze out.

Seeing those guards fighting with the black-clothed killer again, the scene was really beyond description.

In order not to become a dead soul under the knife, Feng Xiaojiu saw a table in the corner next to it, and immediately rolled into it.

Huhu, hide, at least people can't see her, so you can save your life for the time being!
Feng Xiaojiu thought to herself, and immediately shrank her whole body under the table.

Even so, Feng Xiaojiu's heart is still hanging high.

After all, this was the first time she had seen such a chaotic and dangerous scene of swords and swords.

Terrified in her heart, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help reaching out her hand, gently lifted a corner of the tablecloth, and watched the situation outside quietly.

At this moment, those ministers and courtiers are all gone.

The empress dowager, who was sitting high, was also surrounded by everyone, and left without leaking any protection.

In the entire Bilian Palace, only a large number of guards with knives were left to confront the men in black.

Along with the clanging sound of the handover of cold weapons, there was the sound of force entering the flesh, and there were screams from time to time, which made people feel horrified.

Seeing the people who were still alive just now fell down, whether it was the men in black or the guards, Feng Xiaojiu's heart almost jumped out of her throat with fear.

The nauseating smell of blood hit Feng Xiaojiu's sense of smell quickly, making Feng Xiaojiu's face pale, almost rolled her eyes, and passed out.

In fact, at this moment, she really wished she could faint, but, she wondered if her resistance had increased to a higher level, seeing such a scene of swords, lights and swords, she just couldn't faint.

The panic-filled eyes looked out cautiously.

When she saw that familiar figure with a smear of bright red surrounded by several men in black, Feng Xiaojiu's heart instantly rose even higher.

Worries and fears came to my mind quickly.

I saw that under the stage, Situ Junyan held a long sword and was fighting with several men in black.

The brocade robe embroidered with dark flowers, as he moved, the sleeves of the robe fluttered.

The long sword in his hand kept waving a dazzling cold light.

With the sound of cold weapons being handed over, the men in black around him fell down one by one.

It can be seen that Situ Junyan is also a person who hides his martial arts deeply.

It's just that, although his martial arts are very high, but the so-called two-handed is hard to beat four-handed.

These men in black are like cockroaches that cannot be killed.

If one batch fell, another batch would come up, and Feng Xiaojiu, who was hiding under the table, couldn't help but feel worried and terrified for him.

On that snow-white little face, Dai's eyebrows were tightly frowned, almost unknotted.

Worried and annoyed.

(End of this chapter)