The third prince felt suffocated and fear appeared in his eyes. He did not expect Zhao Ji to be such a reckless lunatic. For the first time in his life, the third prince felt such a strong fear of a person!

Gutali obviously realized Zhao Ji's determination and was a little flustered for a moment.

You know, Gutali can be regarded as the third prince's top confidant. If the third prince dies, he will be without a master.

So Gutali yelled at this time: "If you have anything to say, come to me, let go of our third prince..."

"If you kill our prince now, believe it or not, I will let Chief Gudori rush over and kill all of you."

Zhao Ji did not relax his grip at all. He said lazily, "The sound of the galloping army outside may not necessarily be from my Heavenly Dynasty. Death is death anyway, so I might as well take your prince to the underworld with me so that he can have a companion!"

"Anyway, he can't beat me now, and he may not be able to beat me even after he dies. When the time comes, I will let your prince serve me tea and water in the underworld, and he will never be able to stand up again!"

Gutali was so angry that his teeth were almost broken, not to mention the Third Prince, who now had no time to listen to what Zhao Ji had to say.

The third prince had been pinched so hard that he started to roll his eyes. At this moment, he could not hear any sound in his ears but the sound of death.

The sound was like drops of water, approaching me drop by drop.

Gutali and Gudoli were very panicked and shouted, trying to get Zhao Ji to stop.

"If you kill the third prince, I will definitely order all my troops to invade your imperial city and burn and kill people, committing all kinds of evil!"

Chief Guduoli was also a ruthless man. As he spoke, he pulled over the nearest eunuch and chopped off the eunuch's leg with one knife, but he would not let the eunuch die. He chopped him more than ten times before finally killing him.

Zhao Ji's expression became increasingly gloomy. At this moment, he really wanted to strangle the third prince to death. Just based on the murderous nature of these barbaric grassland people, the third prince was not a good guy either. Zhao Ji really wanted to take this dog's life away.

However, Chief Gudoli had already extended his evil claws to the second person. Zhao Ji sighed and let go of his hand.

The third prince covered his bruised throat, madly inhaled fresh air, and coughed violently.

"You bitch..." He wanted to speak with a hoarse voice, but Zhao Ji glared at him fiercely. Forced by Zhao Ji's momentum, the Third Prince couldn't finish a word for a while, as if he was terrified and couldn't open his mouth.

At the same time, Chief Gudoli and Gutali breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Zhao Ji would ignore the consequences and really kill the third prince.

"I advise you to release the Third Prince. Did you hear the sound of horse hooves hitting the bluestone ground outside? That's the fierce horse from my grassland. You can hear the sound, it has already reached the outside of the palace..."

There was a glimmer of satisfaction in Chief Gudoli's eyes as he looked at the people from the Celestial Empire fiercely and said.

The emperor of the Celestial Empire and his ministers didn't even dare to look at what was happening outside the palace.

The sound of horses' footsteps indicated that the people outside must be cavalrymen from the grassland.

Not to mention the harsh sound of friction caused by the weapons dragging on the ground.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should my Celestial Empire do?" An old man with white hair, Chen, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt on the ground and almost wailed.

The other old ministers also had tears in their eyes.

Is it true that today, the kingdom will be recorded in history books with great distinction?

No one wants to see such an outcome, but it seems that no one can break this desperate situation.

Guo Yunchang walked to Zhao Ji with his hair loose, and said, "I will rush out to block the knife in a moment, you take the emperor away. If I can't stop him, there are still others behind me, so don't look back..."

"I have hidden a treasure chest under the third osmanthus tree at the entrance of the garden of my Guo Mansion. Inside are all my private money and salary. It is about one hundred gold coins. If you have time to escape, take the money..."

Guo Yunchang's words were heard not only by Zhao Ji but also by the emperor. The emperor was shocked. He did not expect that Guo Yunchang had such a loyal and patriotic heart.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The sound of the military horses outside had stopped, and it was obvious that the next army to rush into the hall was the grassland army.

Guo Yunchang seized the opportunity and saw several figures rushing into the hall. He subconsciously rushed forward to buy time for Zhao Ji and the emperor.

Zhao Ji stretched out his leg helplessly, tripped Guo Yunchang, and then dragged him back by his legs.

Guo Yunchang was filled with grief and was prepared to face death calmly, but he ended up falling flat on his face, not only was he prostrated on the ground, he was also dragged back two meters by Zhao Ji.

People were completely stunned and couldn't react.

Not only Guo Yunchang, but everyone else was also unable to react to this sudden change.

The person who rushed in from outside the hall was none other than Yun Nishang, who was supposed to be in the underworld.

It was Yun Nishang, wearing a general's battle robe, with a few drops of blood splashed on her face. In her hand, she held a long sword that didn't fit her hand very well, but blood was dripping from the sword. In her other hand, she held a bloody human head.

The civil officials in the court had never seen such a stimulating scene. If they had not received too much stimulation today, they would probably have fainted just by seeing Yun Nishang's Rakshasa-like aura!

"How could it be you? Aren't you dead? Didn't I send someone to kill you? Didn't you die in the ** holding the ancestral sword in your hand? I have taken the sword..."

The third prince struggled desperately and became crazy. He and Yun Nishang could be considered as old enemies. When they were fighting on the northern border before, the kings did not see each other and the generals did not see each other.

The third prince dreamed of taking Yun Nishang's life, but he didn't expect that the person who should have died long ago would be resurrected!

He couldn't stand this stimulation for a moment, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Zhao Ji sneered. The show has just begun. How can we let our VIP audience fall asleep?

This is a great show with plenty of interesting moments throughout. Even if you pass out, you should cheer up and continue watching!

So Zhao Ji took out a dagger and pierced a bloody hole in the third prince's leg. The intense pain instantly woke the third prince from his coma.

"Your Highness, why are you so impatient? Why did you faint just now? This is not the arrogant you just now!"

Zhao Ji slowly pulled out the dagger with a faint smile on his face.

This was the first time that the Third Prince felt such a deep fear of a person. He intuitively sensed that Yun Nishang's resurrection must be related to Zhao Ji.