The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 269
The humid air in the forest makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

But Su Xi still bit the bullet and approached slowly.

Because there were tall torches standing all around, as soon as I entered the forest, I saw many figures swaying in the forest. The white light emitted by the sharp weapon weakened the heavy night and added a bit of light.

The killing that tore through the sky was going on, and the atmosphere was unusually mysterious and dangerous.

And that white shadow was extremely protruding in the night, and she could tell it was Ling Juncheng at a glance.

With tense nerves, he approached the chaos step by step, submerging himself behind the thick branches of a big tree.

With the help of the dim light, she could clearly see the man who ruled the world holding a long sword and turning his wrist like clouds and flowing water, and his movements were done in one go.

Every time the knife goes down, it must be fatal, and there has never been a single knife that failed.

His kung fu is so powerful that it can be seen at a glance, and he is no exaggeration.

Su Xi hid in the dark and watched with excitement.

This kind of fighting scene, which could only be seen in costume dramas before, is being staged in front of my eyes very realistically at this moment. It seems that it is not real for a while, but I am shocked.

After a while, many corpses fell on the ground.

Dead bodies were everywhere, and there was only a strong smell of blood in the air.

But there were still countless figures fighting together. Except for the conspicuous white figure, they were all dressed in black and wearing masks, and she couldn't tell who they were at all.

It's just that among the countless men in black, there are a few men in black that stand out. They don't seem to be with those people, but form a formation with Ling Juncheng to fight the enemy.

And all of them raised their knives and dropped them, and they all seemed to be practitioners with extremely high martial arts skills.

Seeing such a scene, Su Xi's hanging heart finally relaxed a little.

It turned out that he was not alone.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw some color suddenly smeared on the man's white shirt.

It was difficult to tell whether the color was someone else's or his own, Su Xi not only tensed up again.

These days, he didn't take much rest because of the affairs of Qianzhou, and he ate very little food. He lost a whole circle of weight, so he must be exhausted.

The expression on her delicate face froze, and she silently sweated for him in her heart.

Suddenly realizing that it was not normal for her to worry too much about him, she silently told herself in her heart: Laozi is not worried about him, absolutely not, Laozi is just afraid that he will hurt Laozi after his death.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few people standing in the distance.

She squinted her eyes and took a closer look, and from her angle, she had a clear view of everything on the opposite side.

He realized that the tall man standing in the middle was Ling Yuan.

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly at this time, it could be seen from his straight standing posture that he was full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

Su Xi quietly pulled away from behind the big tree.
The fighting became more and more intense, and the ground was already littered with corpses.

However, Ling Juncheng suddenly stopped, and the long sword in his hand plunged into the mud. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand to support his precarious body to prevent himself from falling down.

The rest of the people looked back at him, and couldn't help moving closer to him to protect him tightly, and then continued to kill the enemy.

Soon, he pulled out the long sword from the mud and turned his wrist like a normal person. The long sword was flexible in his hand. He seemed to have returned from purgatory on earth, full of danger.

The sword light flashed, and many men in black fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)