Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

  Chapter 162 The Only Prince in Beijing

  Xue Liang whispered

"Bother."

After    finished speaking, he planned to take Xue Tao and others to leave quickly.

  As a result, in a panic, Xue Tao accidentally caught a glimpse of Su Qi, who was protected by the wall by the dark guard.

Hearing the movement,   夙 raised his eyes and glanced at random.

   Xue Tao didn’t know where the courage came from, and suddenly shouted

   "Brother, someone is trapped, we must save him!"

  Such a loud voice, immediately attracted the attention of the guard and the black-clothed killer.

  Su Ye looked at it from a distance, and it was more than a little stupid.

  As Xue Tao's words fell, Xue Liang knew that there was no way to withdraw from this situation.

  He even saw a person in black instantly counterattacking towards them.

  The black-clothed assassin killed him in an instant, but the guards followed closely.

   With a chirp, a long knife instantly chopped off the head of the nearest black-clothed killer.

  Blood splashed all over the floor.

   Xue Tao paled with fright, and shivered and hid behind Xue Liang.

   was so scared that he didn't even scream.

  The head fell to the ground with this black killer.

  At this time, the dark guard's strangulation of the black-clothed killer has come to an end.

   Tick tick, blood dripped down the eaves, and the corpses and the **** breath filled the air.

  After a few breaths, Xue Liang and others were surrounded by the dark guards.

  Feihan flew down from the roof, came to Suqin, and spoke in a low voice

   "The master, what should they do?"

  Hearing Feihan's words, Xue Tao, who was standing more than ten meters away, seemed to react. The handsome and stunning man didn't need them to help.

  Xue Tao's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to Su

   "It's me, we have seen it."

  She was full of hearts and eyes, and all of them were looking at Suqin, as if his slight glance could give her infinite joy.

  She pinned her hope on the fate of one side in Xuanyue City,

  夙 poured a pair of Danfeng eyes and lifted his eyelids, slowly sweeping over those people.

   "So willing to stay here, you should stay here forever."

  His shallow voice made people feel flustered.

  After he finished speaking, he paused for a while and looked sideways at Su Ye

   "What do you think of the benefactor?"

   He coughed while talking.

  Su Ye pulled his wrist, she whispered

"Let's go."

  夙The black long eyelashes tremble

  "Listen to the benefactor."

  I don’t know what’s going on for a while, it’s so obedient.

  Su Ye pulled Su leaned along the long street towards the restaurant.

  When their backs gradually disappeared in the corner, their non-cold voices were cold

   "Withdraw!"

  The voice fell, and the dark guards disappeared instantly.

  The long streets are accompanied by blood and corpses, and the faint moonlight shines on Xue Liang and others on the street.

   Xue Tao couldn't help shaking her body coldly.

   Even if it's just a momentary confrontation, it still makes people feel palpable.

  Fengjuan hugged her body and couldn’t help asking

   "Who is that person? How come we have such a character in the imperial city?"

  With her words, the air calmed down.

  After a long time, Yang Xuan clenched the folding fan tightly, looking at the direction where Su Qing and Su Ye were leaving, with complicated eyes

   "Who else? One hundred thousand dragon soul soldiers are in hand, so your Majesty has no choice but to be afraid."

   Mentioned Dragon Soul Soldier, two words flashed in everyone’s mind

   "Lord?!"

  The fifteen-year-old was named a prince with a different surname because of his merits in saving a car. Later, with his powerful ability, he became a position above tens of thousands of people under one person.

  The world only knows dragon soul soldiers, who knows the emperor's order?

The powerful strength behind the word   夙Qin is probably only understood by the people of their big family.

  A surprised look flashed in Nan Ying's eyes, who had not said anything.

"It's him?"

only·······.

  Xue Tao tried to suppress her inner excitement

   "But that prince rarely shows up. Even if he shows up, he will wear a gold mask. How can you be sure?"

  (End of this chapter)