The female relatives in the palace almost screamed together.
"Guard! Guard! Protect Your Majesty quickly!"
The emperor stood up immediately.
Eunuch Gao reacted quickly. When he saw the scene in front of him, he rushed in front of the emperor and protected the emperor behind him.
The guards around the emperor also immediately surrounded him, showing a surrounding posture, holding long swords in their hands and watching everything in front of them defensively.
The hall was now in chaos.
None of the princes and nobles who came to the banquet brought swords. The man had to fight the vicious assassin with his bare hands and received many scratches on his body.
But no matter how hard it was, he still tried his best to protect the female family members at home and retreated towards the four corners of the hall.
The high-status concubines were protected by palace maids and eunuchs, while the low-status concubines happened to be sitting at the end of the main hall, so they had long since become the dead souls under the sword at this moment.
As a scream rang out, their necks were wiped cleanly.
The Mongolian prince, who had collapsed on the ground and was babbling, was also dragged out of the center of the hall by the Mongols, and then dragged to the corner.
In order to protect the prince, other Mongolian warriors fought with the assassins with their fists, killing and wounding many people.
A strong smell of blood emerged from the hall.
The emperor frowned, looking at the situation in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't tell who the assassin's target was.
Is it going to kill the entire royal family?
No, it's impossible. The Royal Forest Army has received the news and is already on its way.
He thought, and with a glance, Eunuch Gao ordered a third of the guards to protect the queen and queen mother who were beside him.
Mo Jiecheng also rushed to Ji Wanrong's side immediately.
Hearing screams in Ji Wanrong's ears, his heart trembled. Just as he was about to stand up from his Mongolian dance partner, he saw a shadow.
It was the assassin who took a long sword and struck her head violently.
Ji Wanrong exclaimed and almost collapsed to the ground before he could stand up.
Her heart was hanging high, and the next second she saw Mo Jiecheng's figure flying toward her, and his hard chest hit hers, making her cry out in pain.
Mo Jiecheng pressed her tightly under him, rolled her around in his arms, and avoided the assassin's attack. He then pulled her up without any explanation and pulled out her hairpin.
His movements were extremely fast, and everything happened in a blink of an eye. When Ji Wanrong came to his senses again, he found that Mo Jiecheng had already held the hairpin with one hand behind his back, and stabbed the assassin in front of him neatly on the neck. go.
Blood spattered half of his face, and in the flickering candlelight, it looked dark and eerie.
After Mo Jiecheng killed the assassin, he quickly snatched the sword from the assassin's hand, protected Ji Wanrong behind him, and evacuated towards the corner of the hall.
His face was gloomy, and his whole body was as frightening as Yama in hell, but his arms were very long and his chest was very broad.
There were countless screams in his ears, and the strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils. Ji Wanrong's heart felt very stable for some reason.
But after Mo Jie City killed the assassin, everyone seemed to have received some instructions at this moment. They all gave up their attack targets and attacked Mo Jie City in unison.
The posture in front of them was unusually familiar, causing the expressions of both Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng to change.
Wuyangyang's assassins attacked Mojie City one after another, while Mojie City counterattacked one after another.
The blood-sealed sword made a muffled sound when it collided with human bones. The blade was already blunt, and it took more effort to cut people.
Mo Jiecheng held his breath and concentrated, trying to get lucky, but the speed slowed down obviously.
In the huge hall, all the assassins moved towards Mo Jie City and entered the palace. The emperor looked at the scene in front of him and then at Ji Wanrong behind Mo Jie City.
The emperor took one last look at the dying Mongol prince and closed his eyes.
"The remaining half of the people, hurry up and protect Princess Han for me."
He gave an order, and half of the remaining two-thirds of the guards left. They pointed their toes to the ground, and then used Qinggong to fly towards Mojie City.
Ji Wanrong saw Ji Lingxiao's serious face from a distance, running towards him worriedly.
She originally felt it was strange, but seeing her brother running towards her, she felt even more strange.
If the target of these assassins was really her, there was no need to do anything at the banquet in the palace.
After all, she could be killed anywhere, but in the palace, with the emperor's guards in front of her and the Imperial Guards about to arrive behind her, it was totally unreasonable.
Just as Ji Wanrong was thinking, he saw the movements of Mo Jiecheng's hands in front of his eyes.
The sword he grabbed was very blunt. It was too blunt because he had killed too many people. He couldn't hit the assassin's skull, so he had no choice but to stab the assassin in the heart.
But the assassin in front of him had already noticed Mo Jiecheng's fatigue. He ducked sideways and managed to avoid Mo Jiecheng's attack.
Mo Jiecheng's sharp sword grazed his body and cut the fabric on his chest. No blood was even seen, which made Na laugh proudly at this moment.
The laughter was extremely unpleasant, but Ji Wanrong stared at the assassin's chest, but his eyes suddenly changed in an instant.
At this moment, the material on his chest was torn, exposing a large area of skin on his chest, and on that skin, there was a tattoo as big as a palm.
The tattoo pattern made Ji Wanrong feel extremely familiar!
The fine cyan lines are arranged and combined like long worms, which makes people's scalp numb when looking at them, but the lines actually form the same shape.
This tattoo is exactly the same as the tattoo on Tiger Egg’s chest before!
They were actually sent by the same person!
What Hu Dan once said suddenly came to Ji Wanrong's ears.
"Don't worry, our master doesn't want your life..."
Thinking of this, Ji Wanrong felt that a thunderstorm suddenly flashed in his mind and exploded with a buzzing sound.
They will not take her life. They are attacking here and there just to kill another person!
"Rong'er! Rong'er!" Ji Lingxiao killed the assassin all the way, while protecting Ji Wanrong behind him. Seeing her scared out of her mind, he woke her up loudly.
But Ji Wanrong's tone at this moment was extremely calm.
"Brother! Go quickly and go back to protect His Majesty!"
Ji Lingxiao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ji Wanrong. When he saw Ji Wanrong's determined eyes, he didn't ask anything, used Qinggong in the direction of the emperor, and flew over.
At the same time, the chopping boards behind the emperor exploded one by one, and many assassins, also dressed in black, uniformly attacked in the direction of the emperor!
At this moment, there were only a few guards left around the emperor.
When the guard was caught off guard, the assassin's sword pierced the guard's back.
