The emperor was very surprised, but he did not show it. There was murderous intent in his eyes. He glanced outside the house secretly. Fortunately, everyone outside the house was his.

"Chen'er, you and I are uncle and nephew. How can you say such a thing?"

Bei Mingchen laughed. He saw the emperor's little action, tore off the human skin mask and held it in his hand. "Your Majesty, see clearly, this prince is not your Chen'er."

The emperor widened his eyes and looked at Jian Chao's every move in front of him. He couldn't help but feel scared. Thinking back to what happened, he realized that Bei Mingchen had known their plan tonight. He

narrowed his eyes and immediately shouted to the house: "Someone come..."

Jian Chao sensed that something was wrong and stepped forward. He gathered his inner strength to turn the fan in his palm, and then went straight to attack the emperor.

After the emperor finished shouting, he realized something was wrong and turned over and bent down to avoid the attack of the fan.

The fan turned around and returned to Jian Chao's hand. Jian Chao did not move again, and the door of the main hall was opened, and many masked guards rushed in.

The guards scattered in the house, surrounded Jian Chao, and then drew their swords to face Jian Chao, ready to attack, waiting for the emperor's order to jump forward.

Jian Chao held the fan in his hand, and was also ready to attack at any time.

"I am the second prince of Baiqing. Your Majesty, are you going to start a war between the two countries?"

The emperor was not afraid when he heard this, but laughed wildly. "The second prince? What is a second prince? He is just a little brat. He has been hanging out with Bei Mingchen for a few years and he doesn't know how high the sky is. Why is he showing off in front of me!"

Jian Chao stared at the emperor, his eyes sharp and vigilant.

"One stone stirs up a thousand waves. Your Majesty, don't underestimate anyone. It's really uncertain who will win."

The emperor was unwilling to waste words with Jian Chao, took a step back, waved his hand, and shouted: "Leave him alive."

The guards responded and rushed up. The room instantly became a place where sharp swords flew and knives flashed.

Seeing this, Jian Chao was not to be outdone. His eyes gradually turned into a deep red color, filled with murderous intent. He flipped his palm and waved the fan in his hand, forcing the guards who rushed forward to retreat a few steps.

Then he gathered his internal strength in his palm, and a stream of air rose from his palm and poured into the fan. He waved the fan and swept around.

In just a moment, the necks of the guards who rushed to the front were cut by the fan, and they all fell to the ground, howling.

Seeing this, the remaining guards did not dare to rush forward for a while. They all raised their knives and looked at Jian Chao with a wary look.

When the emperor saw that all the guards had stopped moving forward, he was furious and was about to shout a few times, but suddenly he saw the fan in Jian Chao's hand shook, and silver needles flew towards him.

The emperor dodged to the side in a hurry, and pulled the two guards closest to him to block the silver needle for him.

The sound of the silver needle piercing into the flesh was heard, and the emperor loosened his hand. The two guards lost their support and immediately fell to the ground and died.

Seeing this, Jian Chao continued to gather his internal strength, gathered his internal strength in the fan, and hit the emperor's chest fiercely. The emperor did not

expect Jian Chao's moves to be fatal. He did not have time to catch his breath and immediately rolled to the side. Although it was not easy, he also avoided the attack this time.

Jian Chao did not expect that he could not even do anything to a pampered person. His face turned embarrassed, and his hands moved faster. He did not know when Bei Mingchen would come, but things had come to this point. If he was not ruthless, he would be the one to die.

After landing, the emperor quickly ran behind the guards, his face gloomy, his eyes looking straight at Jian Chao.

The guards behind saw the emperor's intention, and they all protected the emperor, watching Jian Chao vigilantly.

Jian Chao's face was serious, not daring to relax at all. Seeing the guards attacking him, he flew into the air and hit the guard in the front, and then slowly moved his feet backward after landing.

During this period, his internal force was still running continuously, his fists clenched the handle of the fan tightly, waiting for a suitable opportunity to attack with all his strength.

The guards surrounded Jian Chao, raised their swords and stabbed him quickly, ready to kill him with one blow.

Feeling the heat of the sword coming towards him, Jian Chao stopped in his tracks, turned his body quickly, kicked out with his right leg, and kicked the chest of the guard in front of him. Then he turned over and punched and kicked, attacking from the front and back at the same time.

Several guards were kicked out by him and fell heavily to the ground.

After Jian Chao stood firm, he did not delay, and continued to move forward waving his fan. His body was agile and fast as lightning.

Some guards wanted to fight, but they were no match for him and were beaten back.

Jian Chao did not stop for a moment, and struck out and retracted the fan in his hand. The internal force in his palm had never dissipated. He rushed forward and went straight to the direction where the emperor was.

The emperor had been watching Jian Chao's series of actions with a cold eye. He also saw how powerful Jian Chao was. His eyes stayed on the fan in Jian Chao's hand. Jian Chao was agile, but most of his killing power was on this fan.

There was a sound of fighting outside the house, and the emperor's eyes narrowed into slits. He knew that Bei Mingchen had attacked, and said in a very vicious tone: "Quick, destroy his fan."

The guards understood that without weapons, Jian Chao was no match for them.

Jian Chao's eyes dimmed, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified. He also heard the fighting outside the house.

In this way, he had nothing to worry about. He put the fan together, jumped up and stepped on the table, flew through the air, kicked out with both feet, and rushed straight to the emperor's head.

Seeing Jian Chao attacking, the emperor quickly dodged to the side.

The guard beside the emperor swung the long sword in his hand and slashed at him.

Jian Chao quickly retreated backwards, narrowly avoiding the guard's attack.

But the guard kept coming forward. It can be seen that he was the leader of the guards and his skills were much higher than those people.

Jian Chao was still retreating, but the guard was pressing forward. He had no choice but to swing the fan in his hand and sweep it towards the guard's face.

Seeing this, the guard hurriedly turned his head away, and the fan slashed across his left shoulder, tearing a hole in his clothes and the skin, and blood flowed out.

The guard ignored the pain on his body and swung his sword to hit the fan that was about to fly back.

With a "snap", the fan was split in half and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Jian Chao spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could relax, the guard stabbed at him.

Jian Chao ignored the pain on his body and turned over to kick the sword blade, and fought with the guard barehanded.

Jian Chao had no weapon and was injured. The person fighting with him was a master, and it could be seen that he was beaten back repeatedly.

The guard punched Jian Chao in the chest with all his strength, and Jian Chao fell backwards with the impact.

After falling to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood, one hand on the ground, the other hand covering his chest, his face as pale as paper, bloodless, looking up at the people in front of him vigilantly.

The emperor was very satisfied with the current situation. He stepped forward with a mocking but sad tone on his face: "Jian Chao, Jian Chao, you are the second prince of Baiqing Kingdom, but you chose to go to Anjun Kingdom to hang out with Bei Mingchen. You are really stupid."

The emperor stood in front of Jian Chao, looking down at him with a disdainful expression, "I have long advised you not to meddle in other people's business, but you are stubborn and stubborn. Now you have brought yourself to my door, so you can't blame me."

After speaking, he stepped back two steps, looked outside the house, and waved his hand, "Kill him..."

The guards immediately raised their swords and stepped forward, trying to cut the tendons of Jian Chao's hands and feet.

Jian Chao looked at them . , she was furious, but powerless to resist at the moment. She could only let them slaughter her, hoping that Bei Mingchen would attack quickly.

Just when the guards were about to take action, many hidden weapons flew in from the window and hit the wrists of the guards.

The emperor's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and before he turned around to look, the door of the main hall was kicked open.

Ling Xiao, Ling Feng, and Ling Yi were the first to walk in, and Bei Mingchen followed closely behind holding Fo Xi's hand. Seeing Jian Chao half-kneeling on the ground and looking a little wolfish at the moment, Bei Mingchen exuded a bone-chilling coldness.

The emperor gave a wink, and the guards hurriedly dragged Jian Chao up and put the long sword on his neck.

Bei Mingchen snorted coldly: "If you don't want to die, let him go. "

Jian Chao let those people drag him. He was aching all over, but the long sword on his neck would not allow him to relax at all.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister tone: "Really? Then I'll see if Chen'er has the ability to kill the king?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor felt a pain in his neck. He reached out and touched it, and saw that it was a few cockroaches. He gritted his teeth and crushed the cockroaches into pieces.

Foxi pretended to be frightened by the emperor. Her face changed and she hugged Bei Mingchen's waist tightly. Her body was still shaking slightly, and she murmured: "He killed the cockroaches, Bei Mingchen, you must avenge those cockroaches. ”

[Poor my new variety, it died just like that.]

Bei Mingchen protected Foxi tightly and looked at the emperor vigilantly, "Xier, don't be afraid."

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the emperor knew that he had no chance of winning now. In order to survive, he could only grab Jian Chao to threaten Bei Mingchen.

Bei Mingchen was very calm, and took Foxi to step forward. When they passed by, the guards made way in advance.

After Foxi sat down, Bei Mingchen looked over with fierce eyes, "The people outside the palace have all been eliminated by me. Now the emperor's chance of survival depends on Jian Chao alone. Tell your people to be careful, otherwise..."

As he said, he gathered his internal strength in his palm and struck back. With a "bang", the tables, chairs and benches on one side exploded into pieces.

The emperor closed his eyes and then opened them again. His pupils had changed, but they were still bloodthirsty and cold.

"I will release Jian Chao, you withdraw your troops, and don't mention today's matter again."

Bei Mingchen raised his eyes and sneered twice, "Your Majesty, do you think that I can't save Jian Chao with my bare hands?"

The emperor was not in a hurry, "Then Your Highness Prince Chen can give it a try to see whether your hidden weapon is faster or my sword is faster?"

Foxi glanced at Jian Chao and saw that he was holding on at the moment, with cold sweat constantly flowing from his forehead. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

And now it was already dawn. If others knew that Bei Mingchen led his troops into the palace, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him.

She moved the hand held by Bei Mingchen.

[Bei Mingchen, it's daybreak, Jian Chao can't stand it much longer. Anyway, this dog emperor is poisoned, I will find a chance to destroy him later.]

Hearing this, Bei Mingchen looked at Jian Chao, "Let him go, Ling Xiao withdraw the troops."

Ling Xiao saluted respectfully and retreated.

The emperor asked someone to open the door of the hall, "Let him go..."

The guard nodded and took the sword from Jian Chao's neck. Ling Yi immediately stepped forward to support Jian Chao.

Jian Chao and Bei Mingchen looked at each other and walked out of the hall.

As they walked out of the door, Bei Mingchen's eyes condensed, let go of Fo Xi's hand, stepped forward and pulled out a guard's sword, and the sword blade stabbed the man who injured Jian Chao.

Before the man could react, his wrist was cut, and then his throat was sealed with a sword.

Bei Mingchen did not stop there, he raised his sword and swung it in a circle, and all the guards beside him fell to the ground.

The emperor stepped back in panic, and the blood-stained sword "clanged" and appeared at his feet, followed by Bei Mingchen's disdainful voice.

"I always keep my words. I will definitely not kill you today, but whether you can survive in the future and how long you can live depends on your own ability."

After saying this, he took Foxi's hand and waved to the secret guards to signal them to leave.

After leaving the main hall, a gust of icy cold wind blew in the face, and Foxi "hissed" and shrank his neck.

Bei Mingchen touched Foxi's cloak and said lovingly, "I'll have someone take you back."

Foxi nodded, "Okay..."

At the city gate, Bei Mingchen carried Foxi to the carriage and rubbed Foxi's head, "Be good..."

Foxi nodded, and just as Bei Mingchen turned around, she climbed onto his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and then immediately pushed him away, while she lowered her head and sat in the carriage.

Bei Mingchen had a doting smile on his face. He looked at Foxi, who had already sat in the carriage and tilted her head away from him, and joked, "How can Xi'er be so shy? We still have to..." When Foxi

heard Bei Mingchen's teasing, she turned around and glared at Bei Mingchen, not letting him say the rest. She leaned forward and knocked off Bei Mingchen's hand that was leaning outside the carriage, lowered the curtain of the carriage, and urged the guards to drive faster.

When the carriage disappeared around the corner, the smile on Bei Mingchen's face also disappeared. He turned around and walked into the palace with a cold face.

Back at Prince Chen's Mansion, Foxi went straight to the courtyard where Jian Chao was. Before she entered the inner room, she heard Jian Chao's howling.

"Lan Qian, my chest hurts so much--"

"Lan Qian, please take a quick look, am I seriously injured?"

Lan Qian's calm voice came: "Second Prince, please bear with it."

"I can't bear it, it really hurts."

Foxi was helpless and walked into the inner room.

"Princess..."

The servants in the inner room bowed to her after seeing Foxi.

Foxi nodded, "Go and get busy..."

Then she walked to the bedside, where Lan Qian was giving acupuncture. Jian Chao stopped wailing when she saw Foxi coming, and in the blink of an eye she became pitiful.

"Sister-in-law, I suffered a lot today. How do you think my brother will compensate me?"

Foxi raised her eyebrows and pretended to think, "I think he will order people to make delicious food for you to replenish your body."

Jian Chao did not get the answer he wanted and continued to say sadly, "Oh, my poor fan, it is my weapon and my life, but now it has left me first."

Foxi and Lan Qian looked at each other, and both of them were holding back their laughter.

Fo Xi's eyes turned, and he nodded, saying, "Since you are so reluctant to part with it, I will find a skilled craftsman to sew the fan back together, and I guarantee that it will be exactly the same as the original one."