On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 39 Not dead yet

As soon as they finished speaking, they rushed towards Ye Xuan in a besieging manner.

Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, Ye Xuan's face became more and more grim.

Even though he was a top expert in the Yemu Organization, Ye Xuan was still injured in the combined attack of everyone.

The right shoulder blade was penetrated by a sword, and the black material was wet with blood and stuck to the skin.

Even so, Ye Xuan still calmly dealt with the various weapons in front of him and changed the sword to his left hand.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are destined to be unable to protect the people inside. If you are captured without any help, I can still give you a good time."

People must die, but how they die is also important.

The leading masked man frowned, no longer feeling relaxed at first.

Neither of them expected that the other could hold on for so long. The longer the delay, the more likely an accident would happen.

"Dream, unless you step over my body, you can't take them away."

Ye Xuan endured the heart-wrenching pain, held the sword flower in his hand, and killed the enemy who was eager to make meritorious deeds and exposed his flaws with one move.

After the fierce battle, there were a lot of blood stains on his body and face.

Some belonged to the enemy, and some belonged to himself, and bright red blood slipped from his forehead.

Finally, it collected on the ground and formed a small "puddle".

In the room, large tears rolled down Xiaofengtuan's face. She remembered what her brother had said and did not dare to make too much noise.

He just said pitifully: "Big brother is so pitiful. Why do those bad people do this?"

"Don't look, you can't look."

Xiaojiu raised her hand to cover Xiaofengtuan's eyes, worried that such a scene would affect her sister, who was already in poor health.

He pursed his lips and said stubbornly and persistently: "Good boy, do you still remember how we played hide and seek? You go hide and wait for my brother to find you, okay?"

"No, brother, I won't leave you."

Although Xiaofeng Tuan is young, he is not stupid at all and knows exactly what his brother means by saying this.

She clutched Xiaojiu's sleeve tightly, her eyes dim with tears, "We want to be together forever."

"Sister, be obedient!" Xiaojiu increased his voice.

Xiaofengtuan rarely talks back to Xiaojiu, but this time, no matter what she said, she wouldn't listen, "No, no, no!"

She pursed her lips and said with a cry: "I also want to protect you."

While the two were talking, the situation outside the house also settled.

Outnumbered, Ye Xuan finally exhausted his energy under the siege of everyone. The leading masked man stabbed a knife into his chest and fell in front of the door.

Being delayed for so long by a guard, the masked man cursed angrily.

But he still kept his mission in mind, and instead of whipping the corpse at Ye Xuan, he stepped over him and kicked the door open.

His sharp eyes like an eagle scanned around the yard and finally landed on the corner.

Seeing these two children who were not as tall as him, the masked man's eyes lit up and he quickly walked over and caught them.

Just like carrying a chicken, he took it out of the house.

"Hey, if you don't make any noise, you must be two little fools."

"He looks quite cute. It's really sinful to think that such a cute child will be killed soon."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and evacuate quickly. It will be troublesome if Feng Wuming comes back."

Everyone in Qianjimen was talking in a flurry of words. In their eyes, these two children would soon turn into dead people. There was no need to deliberately avoid communicating with them.

Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan exchanged glances. The former stepped on the masked man's leg, and then pulled off his mask while the other man lowered his head in pain.

"You little bastard, do you want to die?" The man who was stepped on took a breath, and was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to hit someone.

But before he could swing his hand, it was intercepted in mid-air.

The leader said angrily: "Idiot, he is still a child. If you beat him to death, how can you do anything?"

"But this little bastard is so in need of a beating that he resorted to dirty tricks."

Covering his calf, the man grinned and complained: "You are going to die anyway, it doesn't matter if you die sooner or later."

"Then take action and you will answer to the Lord when the time comes."

The leader glanced at him, and the man closed his mouth consciously. Without looking at Xiaojiu again, he silently pulled up his mask again.

When Xiao Fengtuan saw her brother about to be beaten, she was frightened and closed her eyes in fear.

When he discovered that Xiao Jiu had not been beaten, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyebrows were always furrowed, and her little face that originally looked very festive and cute was now full of sadness and panic.

"I'm fine!"

Feeling her sister's anxiety, Xiao Jiu turned her head, showed her a bright smile, and comforted her with lip language.

The leader had a clear view of the two of them's little moves, but said nothing.

For him, the most important task is to bring people back.

As for whether they live or die later, that is the decision of the superiors and has nothing to do with them.

The meridians of the two children were sealed with internal force, leaving them speechless and unable to call for help. Then the masked man organization was disbanded on the spot, and one person took the two children back to life.

Half an hour after the masked man left, Ye Zhiyu returned to the Regent's Palace.

Looking at the guards on duty at the door, Ye Zhiyu couldn't settle down and was still uneasy.

She asked the concierge: "Has anyone been here today?"

"No." The concierge answered without thinking, and added, "But are there any distinguished guests that need to be received?"

"fine."

Ye Zhiyu took a deep breath and trotted back to the west wing with the peony pot in his arms.

The courtyard door was tightly closed, and nothing unusual could be seen, but the guards patrolling around had lost their traces.

The rules of the Regent's Palace were comparable to those of a military camp, with orders and prohibitions. Unless Feng Wuming gave the order again, they would never leave.

At this moment, the flower demon appeared next to Ye Zhiyu.

She wrinkled her nose slightly and said, "There is a strong smell of blood here, but something happened."

"what?!"

Ye Zhiyu let out an exclamation and immediately pushed the door open and entered.

What came into view were corpses all over the ground. The whole land was dyed red with blood. It looked like a fierce battle had taken place here.

Ye Zhiyu had no time to care about anything else and shouted: "Xiaojiu, Xiaofengtuan, where are you? Mother is back."

Unfortunately, there was no response.

Rong'er's first impression of Ye Zhiyu was that of a calm and dignified Taoist master with profound magical powers.

Now that I saw her looking so frightened, it was hard to believe.

She closed her eyes and allowed her consciousness to connect with the vegetation in this space. "There is only the breath of a living person, but it is probably not the person you are looking for."

Rong'er said calmly, "The man lying at the door is not dead yet."

(End of this chapter)