Chapter 356: A Moment of Truth

t Duan Changmian, whose blood was dripping onto his expensive silk robe, and said in a voice that perfectly imitated a lackey: "My master is friends with General Su Pingbei, the descendant of the god...Chapter 356: A Hair's Breadth Difference

The opponent was a martial arts master, while Li Chen was just an ordinary man with no fighting skills. There was no way he could dodge this knife.

Just at this critical moment, a hidden weapon shot out and hit the tall man's blade, deflecting the blow that would have killed Li Chen.

Escort! >

The elite Jinyiwei guards from the Dongchang, who had just made their move, let out a sharp shout. Immediately after, seven or eight figures darted forward at lightning speed.

These people are the elite guards of the Jinyiwei who were stationed around to protect Li Chen.

Li Chen let out a slight breath of relief.

"Eliminate these scoundrels for me! Each one of you will be rewarded with promotions and titles, as I have said!"

Li Chen let out a loud shout, making the expert Jin Yi Wei even more excited like they had been injected with chicken blood.

Under such heavy rewards, there must be brave men. Not to mention that their duty was to protect the prince with their lives. For a time, both sides were caught in a fierce struggle.

But at this time, Li Chen didn't foolishly stay here to watch. He bent down and picked up the unconscious Wan Jiaojiao, whose consciousness was as faint as a wisp of smoke, and frantically ran towards the main gate of the East Palace.

The clash of the Jinyiwei and assassins erupted in a cacophony of battle cries. In the blink of an eye, several figures lay dead in the crimson pool of blood.

There are members of the Jinyiwei, and also those assassins.

And at this time, the East Palace was surprisingly quiet.

Li Chen was furious.

All those guards in the East Palace will be killed.

He slashed his way through the two Jinyiwei who had surrounded him, then turned to glance at Li Chen sprinting away. With a cold smile, he said, "You think you can escape The real killing blow is still waiting for you!"

"Wake up!"

Seeing Wan Jiaojiao in his arms was already rolling her eyes, Li Chen shouted as he ran, "You saved my life, you'll be rewarded greatly, but if you die like this, it would all be for nothing."

Wan Jiaojiao managed to open her eyes, forcing a smile onto her face that was even uglier than crying. She weakly said: "Your... Highness..."

"Be quiet."

Li Chen, who hadn't exercised for a long time, ran with someone for a while and felt like his lungs were about to burst. The East Palace gate, which had seemed so close just moments ago, was still far away.

"Keep your strength up, don't sleep, this palace will save you."

After Li Chen finished speaking, his running legs suddenly stopped.

Two people appeared before him.

An old woman, seventy or eighty years old, leaned on a cane, her face ashen and her eyes filled with murderous intent.

A young girl, dressed in white like snow, with a light veil covering her face, obscuring her true appearance. But the pair of eyes that were revealed were as cold as snow-capped mountains, devoid of any emotion.

What's most unbelievable is that in this snowy weather, she was barefoot, simply hovering an inch above the snow.

Like a fairy, like a god.

"Someone would even die for you."

A wrinkled old woman opened her mouth and sneered: "It's no use putting in all that effort, you're still going to die here."

Li Chen ignored the old woman. He stared intently at the girl in white before him, her clothes as pure as snow, like a snow lotus from Mount Tian Shan. A flash of information raced through his mind, and he spoke, "Bai Lian Jiao!"

"Not too dumb, eh" the old woman chuckled triumphantly.

"I am the imperial crown prince! You dare assassinate me Know this, the Great Qin Empire will use its full might to find you. We will uproot the earth, leaving not even an inch unturned, until we have found every single one of you and reduced you to ashes!"

Li Chen said coldly, "Withdraw now, if you still can!"

At this moment, the saintess softly spoke: "Your Highness, why delay"

After speaking, the Saintess took a gentle step forward.

In just one step, she seemed to shrink the distance between them, appearing before Li Chen in a flash.

That fair and snowy hand reached towards Li Chen's neck.

The saint's eyes held no emotion whatsoever.

Beneath the veil, a whisper escapes her lips.

A pleasant and melodious voice reached Li Chen's ears.

"The mud originates from the primordial chaos, and as soon as the white lotus appears, prosperity flourishes!"Chapter 927: Please Write a Manifesto of Self-Reprimand, Your Highness