The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 901 Protect Your Majesty

Gu Qingyi bit her lip, enduring the sharp pain in her mind to recall little by little, but the more she wanted to remember, the more she couldn't remember anything.

Why is it?
Why did she suddenly have such a memory?Why is there such a deep power hidden in her body that she can't control at all?And why, such an earth-shattering scene reminded her of these things as if she had broken some seal?
Gu Qingyi looked up at Qin Shu who was standing in front of her. Could the boy in black in those pictures be Qin Shu?

Qin Shu silently watched the fight, silently guarding in front of Gu Qingyi, not moving an inch.

Unless the shadow guards in the Cangmang Palace and Mo Yan's people are all dead, Qi's army will not be able to break through their defenses and get in front of the two of them.

But even so, Qin Shu still quietly tensed up.

Mo Yan frowned as he watched the changing situation of the battle, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a long sword stabbing towards him suddenly, and he leaned back to avoid the crossing long sword.

At the same time, Mo Yan quickly reached out to touch his waist, drew out the soft sword that he had always carried but rarely used to block it, and said in a deep voice, "Qin Shu."

The keen intuition that has been trained for many years made Qin Shu subconsciously pull out the long whip wrapped around his waist, and threw it sideways towards his side.

A muffled hum came out of the air, Qin Shu narrowed his eyes, and Mo Yan and Mo Yan were back to back each occupying a direction, coincidentally protecting the two of them in the middle.

Leaning on Qin Mengwen's body, Gu Qingyi looked at the scene in front of her and closed her eyes slightly.

They were surrounded.

She raised her hand slightly, her right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the surrounding air was almost visibly distorted for a moment, but what followed was blood gushing out of her hand, staining her hand in an instant. became red.

Blood seemed to overflow from every pore, and small wounds began to crack on his hand. Gu Qingyi bit his lip, let go of his hand in an instant, gave up the idea of ​​helping them, and put his hand Quietly wiped the little girl's bright red skirt.

Sensing her strength, Qin Mengwen subconsciously lowered her head for a look. Before she could exclaim in surprise, she almost instinctively raised her head and covered her mouth.

Obviously she also understands that they cannot be distracted at this time.

Gu Qingyi smiled at her, the smile was weak and pale.

Qin Shu's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his figure rushed out, knocking down several people in the blink of an eye, but the silver thread in his hand pierced the air continuously, passing through the surrounding space at various tricky angles, forcing the people in the dark to have to show up.

All black-clothed killers covered their faces, but their movements resembled those of the Boundless Palace. Qin Shu held a sword in one hand and a long whip in the other, and swung it out from time to time. Wiping its edge, there is no way to get half a step closer to the two girls.

But he can carry a long whip with him, which can firmly block all enemies in this direction, but Mo Yan has no such habit. Mo Yan, who is tightly entangled by several people, is hard to beat with two fists, and gradually There is no way to block all enemies.

Mo Yan, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, instantly sensed the unfavorable situation in front of him, but right now there is no way to allocate more people to help, Mo Yan hardly hesitated, and said decisively: "Qin Shu, protect yourself!" His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)