"Fulong..." Seeing Fulong being brought in, Chu Qianli's entire body stiffened.
Fulong hated seeing her flustered the most, so he quickly said, "Don't mind me, he won't take my life!"
At most, it would be some physical suffering.
"Is that so?"
Feng Yexuan's voice was as cold as if it came from hell.
"Leng Ji, bring the sword."
"Your, Your Highness..." Although Leng Ji knew that the Emperor was in mortal danger and His Highness was already incredibly anxious,
Still, was His Highness really going to threaten Fulong's life?
If he did this, Chu Qianli's escape route would truly be cut off.
Did His Highness truly not care about anything anymore?
Feng Yexuan's icy gaze swept over Leng Ji.
Leng Ji hesitated, and he had lost all patience!
Suddenly, he reached out with a large hand.
Leng Ji felt his waist loosen as his sword was snatched away by His Highness from a distance.
With a hiss, the long sword plunged into Fulong's abdomen and was then fiercely pulled out.
The person holding the sword didn't even blink.
The blood continued to drip from the tip of his sword.
"Fulong!" This sword strike came too quickly, so fast that no one had any psychological preparation.
She watched helplessly as the long sword pierced Fulong's abdomen and was then ruthlessly drawn out, watching Fulong's blood splash onto the ground.
But she was powerless!
"Feng Yexuan, you lunatic!"
Chu Qianli wanted to rush over.
Leng Ji was terrified and quickly grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
"Miss Chu, don't... don't go over..."
In fact, Leng Ji felt that His Highness's actions were truly too heartless.
In the past, they were people who had fought on the battlefield side by side.
Why had His Highness become like this?
Fulong grunted, the pain at that moment making his entire body stiffen.
But seeing Chu Qianli about to rush over like a madwoman, the pain in his heart was greater than the pain from his injuries.
"A'Li... calm down, don't... don't do this, A'Li..."
"Heh, why are your men so loyal to you? Are their hearts blinded by greed?"
Feng Yexuan raised the long sword in his hand again: "Do you save the person or not?"
"Feng Yexuan... Ah! No! Don't!"
This madman! This madman's second sword had already pierced Fulong's body.
As the long sword was pulled out, Fulong's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.
His face instantly turned pale and bloodless.
"Fulong!" Chu Qianli struggled fiercely, "Let go of me! Leng Ji, let go of me! Let me go see him! Let me go!"
"Mis, Miss, you cannot... cannot go over." Although Leng Ji felt unbearable, he dared not let go.
His Highness was truly terrifying now, very much like the God of War Xuan King on the battlefield.
But what he was facing now were people he had gone through life and death with.
He could actually treat them in the same way he treated enemies on the battlefield...
Leng Ji felt very panicked. If he let Chu Qianli go over, His Highness might not hesitate to harm her.
He didn't want to see Chu Qianli get hurt.
"Miss, just yield and treat the Emperor!" Leng Ji urged in a hoarse voice.
Chu Qianli gritted her teeth, her teeth trembling, her entire body trembling in despair!
Fulong looked at her slender frame trembling like a falling leaf in the wind, his heart completely twisted in pain.
"A'Li, you don't need to... mind me."
But in his heart, he was also desperate.
How could A'Li not mind him?
A'Li could sacrifice her own life, but she absolutely could not watch her friend get into trouble!