Chapter 1133 My Gentle Tyrant (15)

Ji Rong opened the door and came in.

As soon as he stepped in, he paused and frowned almost imperceptibly. Laifu, who was following him, asked cautiously: "Your Majesty?"

Ji Rong raised her hand slightly.

The voice is extremely indifferent.

"You go down."

Laifu didn't doubt that he was there, twisted his waist and left with a bump on his back, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ji Rong raised her eyes, glanced around the room several times, and finally fixed her eyes on a certain place.

His eyes were dark.

The corners of Yin Hong's lips curved into a mocking arc.

Ji Rong picked up the long sword hanging on the shelf, held it in her hand, and walked slowly towards the screen.

Few people know.

Ji Rong, the current emperor of the Ji Dynasty, was not only rich in economics, but also had unparalleled martial arts skills. He was supposed to be a wise and talented monarch, but he didn't know why he became like this.

Obviously, Prince Yuan Xian, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, was such a handsome young man, not the tyrant of the generation that makes people fear him now.

…

Fu Yue hiding behind the screen.

She silently glanced at the assassin behind her, then noticed Ji Rong getting closer and closer.

"..."

A moment of suffocation.

Things seem to be getting serious.

She originally just wanted to scare Ji Rong, so she hid behind the screen and prepared to have a lover's fun with him.

As a result, an assassin came in halfway.

And he was hiding behind a screen with her!

Fu Yue had an ominous premonition.

Would Ji Rong think they were accomplices, conspiring to assassinate him?

"Stab" sound.

The delicate screen was split open with a sword.

Fu Yue and the assassin both ducked back, and the screen broke into two halves right between them, collapsing suddenly.

Fu Yue quickly covered her face with quick eyes and hands.

Ji Rong also saw clearly the two people standing behind the screen.

One in eunuch uniform...and a man in black.

Ji Rong's attention was attracted by the little eunuch. His eyes glanced at her twice, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He frowned slightly.

"Hands down."

Hearing this, Fu Yue's hand covering her face became a little tighter, and she even quietly stepped back.

This is the attitude of running away.

At this time, the assassin in black came in handy. Without saying a word, he raised the black scimitar in his hand and rushed towards Ji Rong.

The knife went down hard and hard.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he looked so handsome that Fu Yue would want to whistle.

Ji Rong reacted very quickly and raised his sword to block.

The swords collided and sparks flew everywhere.

Ji Rong stared at him with her dark eyes and tugged at the corners of her lips: "You are looking for death."

Yu Li said nothing.

He raised his knife again and slashed at Ji Rong.

The two of them were fighting for a while. The masters exchanged blows. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, it was almost impossible to see the movements of the two.

The look in Yu Li's eyes was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect this emperor to be so good at Kung Fu.

Fu Yue glanced at these two people and could tell at a glance that Ji Rong would not suffer, and this person even had the upper hand.

She rubbed oil on her soles and wanted to get away.

Turn around and run away.

Ji Rong noticed Fu Yue. When she turned around and ran out desperately, looking at the familiar figure from behind, he recognized who the little eunuch was from.

"Qin, Chu."

Every word.

Ji Rong narrowed her eyes and said sullenly: "Stop for me!"

Even when he was having a fierce fight with this assassin, he was able to distract himself and notice Fu Yue's situation. I have to say that Ji Rong was awesome.