"Be careful, Prince!"

The guards on the side also noticed something strange and quickly spoke up to remind them.

Tu Meng was slashing with a scimitar, his eyes were filled with Yu Moqing's miserable appearance and his stubborn and fierce look, but he did not care about any direction that suddenly attacked. Unexpectedly, the delicate woman in front of him changed her appearance in an instant. He quickly avoided his scimitar, and in a blink of an eye he caught the sudden dagger, split the chain that was stubborn and pointed the cold light at his chest without hesitation.

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect the sudden lethality of the originally thin woman. Although the woman was wearing a embarrassed dress, her fierce eyes were extremely bright, and her hands were also very fast. She pointed directly at their prince and quickly tried to come forward to stop him, but she didn't know where to start.

Fortunately, Tu Meng is not a fool, and his guard has already exceeded his original prediction. He had no intention of showing mercy to this bitch. Now that she has seen her getting a bargain and is still behaved, she seems to be fooled. She no longer has any soft heart in her eyes, and the scimitar in her hand continues to slash at Yu Moqing.

Only Yu Moqing knew that even though there was a sudden dagger, the attack on the prince was not as relaxed as she imagined. Although she avoided the scimitar in the prince's hand just now, she took the dagger first the next second, but the chains on her wrist were still not opened. She could only continue to drag the heavy bonds to deal with the prince.

However, things were not as simple as she thought. Unexpectedly, she took over the dagger and fought with the prince a few times. Just as she attacked the prince's fatal point, a whip wind suddenly came. The powerful lethality was like a sharp weapon. Not only did she take away the dagger in Yu Moqing's hand, but she quickly scratched her body, so that before she could even insert the dagger into Tu Meng's heart, the person was already whipped to the ground by the whip, especially the face was thrust hard, which was a scorching pain. When she barely supported her from the ground, she found that there were several sharp swords on her neck, and her arm fell into the hands of several guards again, and she was held back behind her. The chain was once again restrained by others, so she did not have the chance to resist.

But the atmosphere of the big tent turned into a different look at this moment.

She looked up and saw a few people suddenly walking into the tent, a group of tall and big horses, quickly breaking the originally chaotic atmosphere in the tent. The momentum was very fierce. There was a scimitar hanging around her waist, and her hands were holding the hilt, as if she was about to pull out the action in the next second. The guards who were originally pulling the girl to have fun immediately stopped, and a look of fear flashed across their faces. They all let go of the girls in their hands, put on their clothes, and hurriedly threw the clothes that had been taken off the girls on them, trying to block their bodies.

These girls were already in great horror. After their silent resistance was stopped, they were already desperate. They didn't expect to escape. Now, seeing that the guards next to them no longer desecrate themselves, they couldn't help but stop crying and struggling, wanting to see who the person who could stop them?

Yu Moqing was naturally curious about the identity of the person who came. Such a great deterrent force could make the originally rampant people in the tent stop the original invasion. The person who was the leader was the most curious. The man with a dreadlocked head and his back to her was tall, but his long posture was different from the other people here, and he was a little elegant. He was dressed in Liu'an clothes, wearing a layer of armor on his outside, a belt around his waist was eye-catching and luxurious, and his boots were exquisite, with special totems on it. Everything indicates that this person's identity was not simple, but the faces of the prince and Takugu and others were greeted by the embarrassing and slightly disgusting faces.

"Why are you here?" Tu Meng looked completely reluctant. At first, when he saw the person's face, his original excitement and anger were gone in an instant, but when he remembered this person's identity, he only had a headache.

"Your Highness seems not to welcome the empress?" The man's tone seemed careless, his cold voice was low but magnetic.

"How dare you?" Tu Meng restrained the embarrassment in his eyes, pretended to relax and pulled up the clothes that had already hung on his hips, covering his majestic body, then stroked the wrinkled clothes, sat down casually, leaning against the tiger-skin seat, and putting one leg on the seat, sneering, "General Feng Lie is famous and is promoted by his father Khan himself. How dare I not welcome them?"

"Ha, is that?" Feng Lie smiled faintly, and his eyes seemed to have a clear understanding of everything.

Tu Meng was most disgusted with his appearance of knowing Yu Xin but pretending to be careless. The calmer Feng Lie is, the more he is going to have an idea. Although Tu Meng was guilty, his face was always on his face. His face had not collapsed, and he still had a cold face. The contempt in his eyes did not change at all. "What is the important thing for General Feng Lie? He actually asked the general to go to my tent personally? If you want to say that at this time, shouldn't the general wait for me to go back in the city? Why are you so anxious to follow Nanmo? Or are your father Khan's plans?"

"It is indeed the regent to go back to your highness. Your Highness has left the city for a few days, but there is still no news of a marriage gang. The regent is worried, so he simply sent a minister to pick him up to avoid any mistakes in his highness." Feng Lie said seriously, his tone did not show any flattery.

"What can I do wrong? It's just to welcome a kiss. My father Khan thinks I am a child?" The curve of the corner of my mouth was extremely cold, but my eyes never left Feng Lie. "Or do you think I am a child, huh?"

"Of course I don't dare." Feng Lie said humbly, but there was no fear in his tone. "I just wanted to pay my respects to Your Highness, but I saw that the tent was not as quiet as I imagined."

"Is that so? Where is it not quiet?" Tu Meng pretended to be calm, pretending not to know what Feng Lie said, nor do he know where the appearance in the tent is now from.
Chapter completed!