Qin Yue Zhao: "We'll temporarily set up the ancestral hall in Liangcheng. Although the space is insufficient, the steel and cement sent by the gods can be used to expand the surrounding houses."
Hearing that Qin Yuezhao wanted to expand the ancestral hall, Chu Xiao felt reassured and offered his help:
"Okay, okay, then I'll buy you some single beds, tableware, and water pipes so your school can get started."
Qin Yue Zhao thanked her profusely once again.
"Thank you, God. I will have someone paint your portrait and hang it in the center of the school so that the children can bow and give thanks every day."
Chu Xiao: "No, no, no, I'm still a living person. How can I let people kneel down? If the children really want to thank me, they should study hard and improve every day."
Qin Yue Zhao was amused by his words.
But before she could reply to Chu Xiao, flames suddenly shot into the sky outside the room.
The whistle-dropping arrow streaked across the sky, grazing her face before embedding itself in the bed behind her.
"kill!"
The Northern Barbarian assassin shouted, and dozens of black figures shot into the sky like nuclear bombs exploding.
They were dressed in black, and although their appearances varied, they all had fierce eyes.
"Kill Princess Da Gan, and Liang City will be ours!"
In an instant, roars echoed in all directions.
"Guards! Protect the princess!"
Almost simultaneously, the Huo family soldiers on duty raised their knives and clashed with the assassins.
Qin Yue Zhao narrowed her eyes and dodged the incoming whistle arrow.
She quickly grabbed her longsword, pushed off the bed, and kicked the assassin who had broken into the bedroom hard.
Watching the man in black being kicked several meters away, she was not surprised at all; on the contrary, she felt an unprecedented excitement.
"You're here! You've finally arrived!"
The sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, making the air tremble.
All the assassins looked over.
Holding his longsword, Huo Sanbao roared, "Protect the Emperor!"
The Huo family army poured out in full force, charging into the horde of assassins with a death-defying spirit.
Qin Yue Zhao drew her sword and charged forward. Amidst the flashing blades and slashing swords, blood splattered everywhere, and cries of agony filled the air.
Sending Huo Sanbao with a squad of Huo family soldiers to hide in the general's mansion was indeed the wisest decision.
At this moment, all the Huo family soldiers who risked their lives for him deserve to be rewarded!
The assassins were quite taken aback by the sudden arrival of Huo's army.
Because no one, no information informed them that Qin Yue Zhao's residence was hiding so many experts today.
However, these Northern Barbarian assassins were all dead servants; regardless of whether they could complete their mission, they were all destined to die.
So no matter how many Huo family soldiers there were, they abandoned everyone else and chased after Qin Yue Zhao.
"Clang!"
An assassin was shot through the chest by a crossbow bolt fired by the Huo family army and fell from the sky, crashing into an incense burner in the courtyard.
He coughed up blood, yet still roared defiantly, "Never mind me, killing the Great Princess is the priority!"
Upon hearing this, the assassin, who had been hesitant, only glanced at him before continuing to chase after Qin Yue Zhao.
Despite the howling wind, Qin Yue Zhao did not back down and charged into the group of assassins alone.
In an instant, bloodstains stained the gray-brown roof.
The shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons mingled together, drowning out the sound of the biting wind.
Qin Yue Zhao commanded the entire scene like a god of death, and in less than half an hour, she had killed all the assassins.
Qin Yue Zhao stepped on the corpse of an assassin, lifted his veil, and sneered when she saw his full beard.
"Wan'er, I guessed right, this group of people are the refugees who infiltrated Liangcheng!"
Upon hearing this, Huo Sanbao and his army burst into laughter:
"Your Highness is wise. You deliberately lured them into a trap, so that they would never return. Prince Heji of the Northern Barbarians is probably still waiting for news of victory, isn't he?"
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