The rest of the black-clothed assassins were stunned.

They looked around warily.

Who did it! ?

Ling Tianyin took a closer look, and the "thing" that was thrown out just now was not General Zheng!

However, General Zheng's face was blue and swollen like a pig's head.

The limbs were also drooping, as if they had been pulled and dislocated.

As soon as he saw Ling Tianyin, he opened his mouth to cry, and his front teeth were gone.

"Your Majesty! Yong, Yong..." He cried out of breath.

Ling Tianyin frowned: "Yong what?"

How did General Zheng become such a ghost?

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Wong Yehou beat you like this?"

General Zheng cried and nodded: "Give it, give it to the minister, call the shots!"

Not waiting for Ling Tianyin to speak.

There was a melodious and melodious voice from a young man—

"It's so lively."

Ling Tianyin looked up, and a tall and handsome figure suddenly landed in front of him.

Ye Siming was delighted.

In the dark eyes, the brilliance is high.

Ye Siming's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, his thin eyes were handsome, and his lips were raised in a contemptuous smile.

His left hand was not stained with any blood, while the slender fingertips of his right hand held a blood-stained dagger.

In addition to the unruly brows and eyes of the young man, he was even more energetic, with contemptuous pride.

He raised his jaw: "You ordered to grab small things to Xili?"

Ling Tianyin subconsciously took a half step back, he frowned and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Today's assassins, how come one after another! ?

Ye Siming was about to answer.

Suddenly, a dark arrow shot from the back side.

It was originally aimed at Ye Siming's back.

But the young man didn't turn his head, he stretched his arms sideways, and took advantage of the situation to directly hold the arrow of great power!

The arrow was in his hand, still vibrating and buzzing.

Ling Tianyin stared blankly.

He has been on the throne for many years, and he has seen the most skilled people, but he has never picked up arrows by feeling like this young man!

Ye Siming raised his long eyebrows, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He turned his head slightly and looked into a pavilion.

"Sneak attack in the dark, villain's behavior." Ye Siming sneered, he threw his hand back.

I saw that without the power of the bow, the arrow shot towards the pavilion with a sound of breaking through the air.

The assassin who was hiding there and attacked had no idea that Ye Siming would find him.

Before he could react and dodge, he was stabbed in one eye by the arrow he shot!

Screams came from the pavilion.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the remaining assassins hurriedly wanted to run.

But he was held down by the guards.

Ling Tianyin stared blankly at Ye Siming: "Who are you!"

"Me?" Ye Siming paused.

Going out, he should be...

"Gu Nuo'er's Ye Siming." The young man raised his thin lips and replied subconsciously.

Ling Tianyin suddenly thought of what Gu Nuoer said to him.

She said that her personal bodyguard would appear in a special way. Could it be like this...

But, Ye Siming, isn't he the Marquis of Yongye!

His skills are so inscrutable, not only did he beat General Zheng into a cripple!

Entering and leaving the palace is as easy as returning to your own home!

Ye Siming was considering whether to take off Ling Tianyin's two arms first.

A soft call came from behind him: "Brother Siming! You're here!"

The teenager turned back and saw Gu Nuoer running towards him with a small skirt.

Ye Siming subconsciously carried his **** right hand behind him.

The clean left hand has been stretched out, ready to welcome the little thing into his arms.