Chapter 26 He Yunxiao's Cross-Level Battle
Yang Zhe was stunned for a moment, but did not agree immediately. Instead, he said to Jian Ling: "Miss Jian Ling, my martial arts skills are better than yours. Leave your highness's safety to me!"
During the plan, Princess Xiaoyue was already in a coma at this time.
But in fact, Meng Qingqian was just physically exhausted, and her consciousness had not completely left. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she heard Yang Zhe's words, her heart trembled.
At that time, I deliberately told them that I was unconscious, just to guard against them, and it turned out that I was right.
In the current crisis, Yang Zhe did not act according to plan, but took advantage of himself. He puts his own selfish desires above the collective interests. Although he has the title of No. 1 scholar in both civil and military affairs, he is just a strong villain.
This kind of thing may be good elsewhere, but here in this palace, it is not as good as the clouds.
Meng Qingqian recalled how He Yunxiao rushed to save her not long ago. He couldn't pretend to be anxious at all. She now understands why women always die in love. Those who laugh and die for love are stupid people, but they just don’t love deeply enough.
What girl wouldn't like a man who is rich, powerful, talented, and handsome, and will always take care of you, support, protect and pamper you?
Meng Qingqian didn't dare to think about He Yunxiao anymore. The more she thought about it, the more she liked it. She was really afraid that one day she would shamelessly compete with Nanzhu for a man because she liked He Yunxiao. By that time, I had completely fallen...
Princess Xiaoyue is sweet in her heart, but her external situation is tense because of her.
Yang Zhe reached out to Jian Ling and said, "Miss Jian Ling, please leave your highness to me."
Jian Ling said coldly: "No."
Yang Zhe added: "Miss Jianling, my martial arts skills are better than yours, and I can protect His Highness better."
Jian Ling said: "Not necessarily!"
"You!" Yang Zhe became impatient when he saw that Jian Ling refused to let go.
At this time, the experienced Yang Xingguang stood up and said, "Zhe'er! Don't mess around! Everyone knows your intention to protect His Highness, but you can't delay at this moment. For the sake of His Highness's safety, please let the sword fly and send His Highness back quickly." Palace is the best.”
Seeing that his clan uncle who had always been on his side had said so, Yang Zhe had no choice but to take a step back and promised to protect Jian Ling and Meng Qingqian when they returned to the palace.
The imperial troops who had been prepared long ago began to evacuate the guests in an orderly manner, while Meng Qingqian was escorted all the way back to the palace by Jian Ling, Yang Zhe, the maids with swords, some of the imperial troops, and other experts.
He Yunxiao followed from a distance behind the troops escorting Meng Bao back to the palace. This team is divided into two parts. The first part is the vanguard team composed of a group of eighth- and ninth-grade masters, protecting Mengbao. The latter part consists of some seventh and eighth grade warriors, protecting several close ministers of the Meng clan.
He Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief. So far, things have generally gone as planned.
He Yunxiao followed for two steps and suddenly discovered that the team of close ministers had actually taken a detour to the Fenghua Palace of the Queen Mother.
Then Mengbao's team rushed straight to Changhe Palace.
He Yunxiao:?
Ah yes!
He Yunxiao woke up suddenly.
His grandma's, Changhe Gong Mengbao can't go back! Because he and the fake "Meng Qingqian" were there, Mengbao couldn't go back. She should also go to the Queen Mother's Fenghua Palace like the ministers. but why……
Cao!
He Yunxiao suddenly wanted to hit someone!
Meng Bao doesn’t care about her life, she is fishing!
The fact that he can sneak into the palace shows that the number of warriors from the Yan Kingdom in the Qi Kingdom's palace has probably reached a very impressive level!
The purpose of all the warriors of the Yan Kingdom is to kill her. If she does not return to Changhe Palace, how will the warriors of the Yan Kingdom show up?
as expected!
Jian Ling, Yang Zhe and other troops returning to the palace were suddenly ambushed by warriors from the Yan Kingdom on the way!
"The surname Meng shall die!"
A grandmaster and five ninth-grade masters suddenly jumped out from nowhere. Jian Ling seemed to have been prepared for it. When he saw someone coming, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
At the same time, three Grandmaster-level warriors also emerged from the palace, and Yang Zhe and others were fighting with the Yan Kingdom warriors.
He Yunxiao didn't care whether Yang Zhe lived or died and immediately followed Jian Ling towards Fenghua Palace.
Meng Qingqian said feebly in Jian Ling's arms: "Jian Ling, how many people are here?"
Jian Ling answered as he hurried on: "Six, one grandmaster of the fifth and ninth grades."
Meng Qingqian frowned and said, "No, there is still one less grandmaster, so be careful."
As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. Looking at the warrior's attire, he must be from the Yan Kingdom!
None of the Yan warriors who came to kill Meng Qingqian hid their faces this time. They were obviously determined to die.
This person is unequivocal and will kill you as soon as you meet him!
"Pingyang Sword! Wuji Style!"
A fine iron sword shined dazzlingly in the afternoon sun. Like lightning, it stabbed Meng Qingqian in Jian Ling's arms.
Jian Ling herself was a top-level ninth-grade warrior, and with Meng Qingqian's early warning, she could actually dodge this Grandmaster-level sword. However, she was holding a person in her arms at this time, and her Qinggong strength was greatly reduced. Coupled with the terrifying internal force deterrence of the Grandmaster realm, she was unable to move left or right for a while.
The biggest difference between the Grandmaster and the Ninth Grade is the inner strength. Only those who step into the Grandmaster can truly use their inner strength like an arm and fingers.
The majestic internal force surged out from the sword body and impacted on Jian Ling. Her body was impacted by the internal force of the Yan Kingdom warrior. Her body felt like it was drowned in muddy water. Her movements were sluggish. She didn't even have half of her ninth-level strength!
Seeing the murderous sword tip getting closer and closer, Jian Ling became worried and wanted to put down Meng Qingqian in his arms and use his delicate body to block the sword for her!
To be honest, she did this not because Meng Qingqian was doing her any favors. Although she was nice to her, she wouldn't risk her life for Meng Qingqian. In fact, the real reason why Jian Ling was so desperate was that Meng Qingqian had promised her that she would do her best to make the world peaceful, the people live in peace, and there would be no more famine.
In the past few years of getting along, Jian Ling had seen how Meng Qingqian worked. She is a good monarch, and dying for her in exchange for the lives of countless people is well worth it. She is someone who has experienced hunger, and hunger is a terrifying feeling.
"Jian Ling!"
Meng Qingqian's eyes widened and she could only shout out this sentence with all her strength.
She felt extremely regretful. If her plan was not so radical and she didn't want to lure the snake out of its hole, would it have been better if she had retreated to Fenghua Palace from the beginning and sent warriors to slowly eliminate the assassin?
But reality does not allow a repeat.
Meng Qingqian let go of Jian Ling and fell slowly, and the sword of fine iron from the warrior of the Yan Kingdom appeared above her with the sound of breaking wind. In her field of vision, she looked like it was about to pierce Jian Ling's body. Through her chest.
At this moment, a black figure flew to the center of the battlefield at an incredible speed. He was half-kneeling on the ground, holding Meng Qingqian's waist with one hand to prevent her from falling to the ground, while the other hand directly grabbed the thorn. Xiang Jianling’s refined iron sword!
Everything seemed to have stopped.
Only the blood dripping from the man's palm being cut by the sword fell drop by drop on Meng Qing's pale face.
Like her tears.
Meng Qingqian was about to cry. Her lips moved and her eyes filled with tears. Like a little girl who had been bullied, she said with great aggrievement: "He Yunxiao..."
He Yunxiao smiled and said in a down-to-earth tone: "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."
"Jian Ling, take her away and leave the rest to me."
Jian Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly took Meng Qingqian from He Yunxiao and headed straight to Fenghua Palace without looking back.
Meng Qingqian knew the strength of He Yunxiao, a ninth-level warrior, but she also knew the gap between a ninth-level warrior and a grandmaster. She had never been so flustered.
She even gave up the dignity of the always proud eldest princess and begged Jian Ling: "Jian Ling, I beg you to save him. Can you go and save him? I..."
Jian Ling ran towards Fenghua Palace without changing his expression.
"His Royal Highness's safety comes first."
Meng Qingqian pursed her lips and was speechless. She knew she couldn't die for the sake of the overall situation, but if He Yunxiao was gone, what would be the point of living alone in this world?
A rare look of awe appeared on Jian Ling's face, and she said extremely seriously: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness, he is very strong."
He Yunxiao is indeed very strong. Under Chu Chu Devil's teaching, his cultivation level has quietly reached the peak of the ninth level. Even he and Chu Fan seemed to be in the middle.
The warrior of the Yan Kingdom ignored He Yunxiao. He wanted to chase Meng Qingqian with his sword, but he did not expect that this sword of fine iron was firmly held in He Yunxiao's hand, and he would not let go even if his skin was torn.
The warrior from Yan Kingdom looked at He Yunxiao like a madman.
He Yunxiao smiled.
He stood up slowly and faced the powerful master who was once out of reach.
It is indeed very reckless to use the Ninth Grade against the Grandmaster. But He Yunxiao knew that he had to be reckless.
There are not many things in this world that can make him fight hard. money? that power? power? face? He doesn't even care. But if anyone wants to touch his family, then don't blame him for refusing to die!
Under the afternoon sunshine on Palace Avenue, He Yunxiao showed a warm smile.
"It turns out that it's not the protagonist who gets the heroine, but the one who gets the heroine, who will eventually become the protagonist. Hello, I am the first person in my life who has been defeated in a cross-level battle."