Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 1015 Marrying the Villain as a Replacement (53)

King Duan's eyes were red, and his desire for power and supremacy reached its peak at this moment, "Go to this king, and deal with all these forbidden troops."

Duan Wang pointed at Rong Huang, and then at the deputy commander, with a carefree tone, "As for the two of them, capture them alive!"

The hidden guards that Zhuang Tang left for Rong Huang were at least half less than those of King Duan. No matter how powerful the imperial guards were, they were no match for the dead soldiers who had been soaked in blood all year round.

But in the blink of an eye, several imperial guards had their throats wiped, and blood was sprayed in front of Qinghuai courtyard.

Rong Huang sat on the top of the wall, the embroidered shoes that fell naturally no longer swayed, and the expression of laughter was put away.

The deputy commander was always guarding under the wall, not allowing King Duan's dead soldiers to get any closer.

The sound of swords colliding and sharp blades piercing into the body is creepy.

A dead man used light kung fu to jump onto the wall, ready to forcibly lift Rong Huang down.

It was overturned when Rong Huang raised his hand.

Rong Huang glanced over at the smug Wang Concubine Duan, the resentful Wang Concubine Duan, and the complicated Wei Qiong, yawned lazily, and slowly raised his right hand.

Under the bright and warm sunlight, Rong Huang's fair hands were almost transparent, and the light blue veins were clearly visible.

Wei Qiong, who had been paying attention to Rong Huang's every move, noticed Rong Huang's move, and his expression changed.

The next moment, Wei Qiong's unbelievable scene came into view.

The tops of the row of luxuriant plum trees outside Qinghuai courtyard began to tremble violently, and countless plum blossom petals fell from the branches.

Those petals did not fall freely, but fell to the ground with fluttering, but were frozen in mid-air, as if controlled by an invisible force.

The pink petals are harmless and delicate like a girl, giving people a beautiful visual enjoyment.

Rong Huang's lips curled up, and he made a gesture with his slightly bent right hand.

Immediately afterwards, those petals went straight to King Duan at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

The dead soldiers who were fighting with the hidden guards and the forbidden army only heard a sharp wind, and before they could turn around, their throats were cut by the seemingly delicate plum blossom petals.

The spray of blood was even more treacherous and chilling than the scene where the imperial guards were killed.

The trees, flowers and plants outside Qinghuai courtyard were all stained with blood, and the branches and leaves trembled when the wind blew.

Wei Qiong's eyes widened, but before she could react, Princess Duan next to her screamed and fell to the ground.

"Ronghuang, what is that?"

Obviously she also saw the scene just now.

What kind of monster is Rong Huang?

King Duan never expected that the soldiers he cultivated so hard would be wiped out like this, and they would still die at the hands of Rong Huang, who he thought was harmless.

The cat that didn't even have full paws in the past turned into a ferocious look at this moment, Wang Duan's heart was pounding, he staggered back two steps, and was supported by the man with quick eyes and hands.

Duan Wang's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were creaking, and he stood there looking at the corpse of the dead man at his feet.

The dead men didn't seem to have thought that they would die so easily, the surprise in their opened eyes hadn't dissipated, and they couldn't die with regret.

He could feel the blood soaking the upper of the shoe and soaking into the instep of his foot.

The hot and sticky feeling made Duanwang's brain buzz.

He was careless, and he shouldn't have left most of the dead men in the suburbs of Beijing for the subsequent forced palace.

Now there is not a single dead soldier left by his side, only those guards who can only practice three-legged cat kung fu.

There is no comparison with those excellent imperial guards.

Duan Wang's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)