Chapter 345 I Don’t Want to Make the Woman I Love Cry

All was silent.

Slowly, Wen Xingluo heard the sound of blood dripping from the blade into the masonry, heard the shouts of Xie Zan and others, heard the whispers of the imperial guards, and heard the fighting between the two armies outside the palace building -

Blurred vision.

Then it gradually gathered on the red dress right in front.

All the noise froze in her ears for a moment.

She seemed to be able to hear only Xie Guanlan's breathing.

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of uncertainty, "Ziheng?"

"Um."

The young man didn't say much.

A one-word response was enough to reassure her.

“And us!”

Xie Shian's arrogant and unruly voice suddenly came.

Wen Xingluo looked over quickly.

Second brother and fourth brother are here, even Le Zhi, Xiang Jun and Chen Yu Shi are here!

They threw Wen Ruyun, whose face was bruised and swollen, to the ground, apparently intending to use his blood to enter Baiyujing.

Xie Yanchen smiled and said, "Big brother guessed that Xie Zhe must have a backup plan, so he didn't rush into Baiyujing and just stayed outside to wait and see. Sure enough, Xie Zhe not only arranged a substitute, but also prepared an army of tens of thousands of people. Big brother simply gathered his troops as well, and the fighting has already started outside."

Xie Zhe's face was as cold as water.

He stared at Xie Guanlan intently, "How dare you, a brat, steal my kingdom?!"

"Your Majesty, didn't you steal your kingdom from the Wei royal family? But I should be a little better than you..." Xie Guanlan turned his gaze towards Wen Xingluo, his narrow eyes gentle yet firm. "At least, I have never made the woman I love cry."

"Brother, stop being sentimental!" Xie Shian impatiently brandished his bright silver spear. "I'm in charge. Whoever cuts off Xie Zhe's head first today will get the largest share of the family fortune! I'm going first!"

Xie Yanchen watched the young man leap up and gallop away like a wild horse, and couldn't help but curl his brows gently, "Since it's about dividing the family property, then I have to fight for it."

Xie Zan laughed in anger, spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted, "You are too treacherous! I don't agree to divide the family property based on Xie Zhe's head!"

"Hey, can outsiders compete for the property of your Zhenbei Palace?!" Chen Lezhi shouted excitedly, rushing forward with his sword in hand. "Tell the Zhenbei King later that I've been coveting his armory for a long time!"

"Lezhi!" Chen Yushi called out hurriedly, but failed to stop the girl from running away.

She shook her head lovingly and followed him.

Xiangjun puffed away on a thin, gold-lacquered rosewood pipe, her fox eyes gazing at Xie Guanlan with amusement. "Master, I don't want the family fortune. I want to dress up for you and Sister Xingluo on your wedding day. I've been lusting after her body for a long time."

Xie Guanlan: "No."

Seeing that the beauty was unhappy, Wen Xingluo glanced at Xie Guanlan, raised his hand and said awkwardly: "Sister Xiangjun, I am willing to entrust myself to you."

Xiangjun then smiled, blew a smoke ring at her seductively, and joined the battle.

Xie Guanlan looked at Wen Xingluo again, as if he had something to say to her.

Wen Xingluo was very reasonable and smiled sweetly, "I know."

She will try her best to protect herself.

I will also try my best to protect my injured cousins.

Xie Guanlan also curled his lips and rushed towards Xie Zhe with a narrow knife.

There was fighting everywhere in the palace.

Knowing the powerful strength of the Linwei, Xie Guanlan brought in a lot of elite soldiers this time. The Linwei gradually couldn't withstand it and fell into disadvantage one after another.

Xie Xuchi frowned, "Although we have the upper hand, Ah Yan and the others are also injured."

Xie Yanchen, holding a three-foot sword, faced three Lin guards alone.

Although he finally got rid of the three men, his white clothes were already soaked with blood. He knelt on one knee with his sword in a mess, with drops of cold sweat sliding down his cheek, and he was gasping for breath.

Wen Xingluo looked at Xie Shian worriedly.

The fourth brother and Le Zhi fought side by side. The two were the youngest and most immature among them, but even so, they refused to give in. In order to prevent Ziheng and Xie Zhe from being shot by the Lin guards during their fight, they forcibly entangled the four Lin guards.

"Fourth brother!"

Wen Xingluo couldn't help but scream when he saw Xie Shian being pierced through the shoulder by a long sword.

The bright silver spear knocked the Lin guard over with a backhand and stabbed him hard in the heart.

Xie Shian wiped his face and said to Wen Xingluo with an arrogant smile: "Don't worry, your fourth brother is not that fragile! I will be the witness for you and your eldest brother's wedding!"

Chen Yushi and Xiangjun had an unexpectedly good understanding of each other. One relied purely on his powerful frontal combat capability, while the other was as elusive, agile and cunning as an assassin. When the two of them worked together, they were not inferior to the group of Lin Guards at all!

The most eye-catching battle was naturally between Xie Guanlan and Xie Zhe in the middle.

The two men's figures almost turned into afterimages. Even if the Linwei and the Imperial Guards wanted to intervene, they could not.

Xie Zhe's face was extremely gloomy.

He has taken a lot of elixirs during this period, and his physical fitness and martial arts skills are better than before, even stronger than when he was at his peak.

But……

But Xie Guanlan, who had tied with him not long ago, was able to catch up with him!

How is this possible!

Thank you Guanlan!

Is he still a normal person?!

Anger prompted the body to burst out with even more powerful strength. Xie Zhe's muscles expanded and hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were made of steel!

Xie Guanlan's narrow knife stabbed at his chest, but it only barely pierced the skin, causing a tiny amount of blood to flow out.

Xie Zhe sneered, "You little brat! When I was at the top of my game, you didn't even know where to play in the mud!"

He suddenly grabbed Xie Guanlan's narrow knife and threw him out with the knife!

Xie Guanlan crashed into the magnificent golden wall with a loud bang, raising a lot of dust.

Wen Xingluo bit her lip and stared at the dust.

Xie Guanlan...

"It's okay..." Wei Ying regained some strength and weakly hugged the trembling and pale Wen Xingluo, covering her cold little hand in a comforting manner, "He'll be fine."

The moment the words fell, a crimson figure emerged from the dust!

The narrow knife was like a rainbow piercing the sun, spanning most of Baiyujing, and heading straight for Xie Zhe with overwhelming murderous aura!

Xie Zhe narrowed his eyes.

He quickly retreated, and a dozen guards below carried a giant cold iron sword that was ten feet long and presented it to him respectfully.

Xie Zhe gripped the hilt of the knife.

He easily swung the huge sword that weighed thousands of pounds, and his clothes were torn into pieces.

"Thank you, Guanlan!"

The out-of-control emperor shouted out in hatred the name that had kept him uneasy day and night for years.

The giant sword's light was cold and dazzling, instantly forcing back Xie Guanlan's attack!

Xie Zhe roared with bloodshot eyes, brandishing the giant knife in his hand like an ordinary sword, but it was extremely cruel and vicious, leaving no way for people to escape, and he beat Xie Guanlan back step by step!

Behind Xie Guanlan is Wen Xingluo.

He did not retreat any further, but raised his narrow knife and blocked Xie Zhe's chopping knife!

The huge blade, ten feet long and weighing a thousand pounds, contained terrifying and powerful internal force, all of which was poured into the narrow knife.

Xie Zhe sneered, "Xie Guanlan, is this all you're capable of? The woman you love is right behind you, can you really protect her?!"

Xie Guanlan's boots pressed firmly against the bricks and stones on the ground. As he was blocking the heavy knife, the bricks and stones under his feet collapsed slightly.

He was silent, his muscles like a taut bowstring.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He raised his eyes and saw the narrow knife that had accompanied him for more than ten years breaking into pieces before his eyes.