Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 892 Control
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Tang Youtang's expression changed, and he looked down at Qu Changsheng in horror.

Qu Changsheng was clenching the scimitar tightly in his hand, his whole body was tense like a hedgehog with thorns standing up, watching the men in black around her vigilantly, he was bound to fight them to the death.

No, no!

Tang Youtang opened his eyes wide, almost screaming in his heart:

Lost the knife!

Qu Changsheng! !Lose the knife! !
Ying Zhou seemed to have sensed the dishonesty of the person in his hands, his face darkened, and he violently threw her heavily onto the beam. Before Tang Youtang could stabilize his body, he slammed on the ground along the rubble, breathing heavily. Couldn't get up, almost passed out.

She was short of breath, her limbs were in excruciating pain, and her dim eyes were still looking in Qu Changsheng's direction.

Qu Changsheng was surrounded by people, and his condition was critical.

Finally, a black shadow passed through the assassins and firmly protected Qu Changsheng behind him.

"Ying Chen!" Chang Sheng was overjoyed, the stone hanging in his heart fell down.

Seeing that Qu Changsheng was not injured, Ying Chen had a trace of rejoicing on his stern face, and he tightly protected Qu Changsheng behind him:

"I'm here."

Only these two words make people feel at ease.

Chang Sheng's eyes were filled with starlight, without fear, he gently grabbed his clothes with one hand, his appearance like a little girl fell in the afterglow of Ying Chen, full of tenderness.

"Yingchen..." Tang Youtang felt more and more terrified, and struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Run away..."

"It's really touching, Yingchen."

Ying Zhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Ying Chen below, seeing him protecting Qu Changsheng like a baby.

"Kill him, Chang Sheng."

thump--

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Qu Changsheng's pupils shrank suddenly, he covered his heart, and frowned.

Kill him, kill Yingchen, and stab him now, when he is defenseless against you.

Such horrible thoughts filled her mind.

Qu Changsheng's face changed in surprise, he shook his head, trying to drive out the voice in his head.

But her hand was uncontrollable, and she slowly pulled out the scabbard.

Do not……

She opened her mouth, trying to tell Ying Chen to avoid him, but she couldn't make a sound, she could only watch her hand trembling, pointing at Ying Chen with the tip of the knife, hesitating to stab it.

— stab it down.

Do not!
--kill him.

Do not! !

Gu Changjue and Yingchen met, and Qu Changsheng, the two of them, was guarding the corner. Gu Changjue panted heavily: "What's going on, there are so many people, but they don't want to kill us, what do they want to do?"

Ying Chen's brows were tightened, watching them encircle them tightly, without giving them a chance to escape.

He felt something was wrong, but what was wrong?

He and Gu Changjue whispered: "Prepare to retreat, take Changsheng away from—"

Before he finished speaking, a chill suddenly pierced his back.

In an instant, everything was silent.

Yingchen's whole body was tense and stiff, his eyes were dull for a moment, and he slowly turned his head away.

The woman behind her was covered in cold sweat, she was still holding the handle of the dagger tightly, and looked at him in a panic.

"Changsheng?"

His expression became blank, like a child who was at a loss:

"Why are you?"

A stream of cold sweat ran down Qu Changsheng's temples, her eyes were full of pain, tears gathered and fell down one by one.

She couldn't help herself.

She couldn't speak, couldn't move.

Win dust, win dust! !

Her eyes were screaming and conveying, but Yingchen showed a painful expression.

I don't know if it's the wound or the heart that hurts.

Standing on a high place, Ying Zhou looked at this scene with a half-smile, squinted his eyes lazily, and opened his thin lips lightly: "I have long disliked you."

(End of this chapter)