Chapter 1489

What the old lady didn't know was that Wisteria palace had fallen into a fierce battle.

"Qiang Qiang"

The voice of weapon handover is endless. Ziqianmo and Moyan are standing in the wisteria palace. In front of them, there are 30 masked soldiers in iron armor. Each of them has a long gun in his hand, showing only a pair of black eyes. In the eyes, they are all awe inspiring.

"Please get out of the way, or I'll be rude!"

The first soldier, holding a halberd painted by Fang Tian, was fighting with ziqianmo. Although his strength was not as good as that of ziqianmo, he had to fight with ziqianmo with all his brute force for the time being. "The sword and gun have no eyes. If you don't want to have an accident, you'd better get out of the way!"

Ziqian murmured coldly, holding a sword in one hand to block the leader of the soldiers with halberds in both hands.

The day before, Princess Liang was sent to the place where she thought about her faults. Today, some killers rushed to kill her. Fortunately, they heard that the beginning was wrong and arrived at Wisteria palace as soon as possible, otherwise something had happened.

Who sent the people in front of us, ziqianmo already knows.

On the other hand, Mo Yan's wrist force, abruptly opened the siege of several soldiers, cold tone, "want to fight with me, you almost. Come on

With Mo Yan's command, there suddenly appeared a series of imperial guards outside Wisteria palace. The officer in charge was carrying a long purple bow in his hand. One end of the bow and arrow had been aimed at a soldier's heart.

The soldier leader's face suddenly changed, "get out of here!"

Damn, they have been besieged by so many people for half an hour, but they can't beat two people.

Now that the reinforcements of the other side have come, they have no chance to win!

Want to go? It's late!

Ziqianmo's wrist turned, shaking open the halberd painted by Fang Tianhua in the soldier leader's hand, holding the sword handle in his backhand, hit the soldier leader's chest heavily.

How could the leader of the soldier think of ziqianmo's sudden attack? He spat out blood, and his whole body fell to the ground.

At the moment when he tilts, Mo Yan's fingers move at the same time, and the dark guards shoot at the same time.

In addition to the leader of the soldiers, the other armored soldiers were stabbed in the heart by an arrow, and fell to the ground in an instant without a sound.

"You, you..."

The head of the soldier vomited blood. When he raised his head, he was met with a thump on the corpse. His face turned pale and he was about to take poison out of his pocket——

The Minister of rites explained that no one could know who they were. If they were captured, they would all commit suicide!

"I don't even know how to commit suicide. This is a dead man trained there. It's a real loser."

Mo Yan's voice rang out coldly. He went forward, pressed the soldier's wrist, and two successive clicks sounded. The soldier's wrist was dislocated, and he could not move anything any more. He could only watch the black poison fall to the ground and be crushed to pieces by Mo Yan.

"You, you..."

Looking at the surrounding layers of people, the soldier leader was extremely ashamed, "kill me!"

He was not a dead man, but a disciple under the Ministry of rites.

Last night, they received the instructions from the Minister of rites. They formed a team to sneak into the palace and assassinate purple imperial concubine. But they squatted from midnight to early morning. They didn't even see anyone, so they had to hide outside the door all the time.

It was not until the morning that Zifei was sent back.