Chapter 60

He had to risk his life to protect the Emperor.

The status he possessed today was all given by the Emperor.

If the Emperor was killed, his status would certainly not be preserved, and those he had offended in the past would definitely tear him to pieces.

For the sake of his own life, Cao Zhengchun absolutely would not allow Ye Gucheng's assassination to succeed.

Yu Huatian said nothing; holding a sword, he looked at Ye Gucheng, who was attacking rapidly, with a serious expression.

The Western Depot was absolutely loyal to the Emperor.

Even if it meant dying for the Emperor, Yu Huatian had no complaints.

Zhuge Zhengwo, the Capture God, Guo Juxia, and others were all prepared to strike at any time.

Only Zhu Wushi, seeing Ye Gucheng's actions, felt a burst of wild joy in his heart.

"Truly a heaven-sent opportunity!"

Zhu Wushi thought to himself.

Before this, he had been looking for an opportunity.

He didn't expect Ye Gucheng to hand the opportunity over himself.

If he didn't grasp this well, Zhu Wushi felt he would be letting down his years of planning.

"Eunuch Cao, Eunuch Yu, Marquis, you three lead His Majesty back to the palace."

"Leave Ye Gucheng to me, the Capture God, and Guo Juxia to deal with!"

Zhu Wushi stepped in front of everyone and began to issue orders.

He was the Imperial Uncle; here, besides the Emperor, his status was the most noble and prominent.

At this moment, the Emperor's mind was blank with fear.

It was most appropriate for Zhu Wushi to make various arrangements.

"Listen to the Imperial Uncle, listen to the Imperial Uncle's arrangements; quickly take me back to the palace."

Zhu Houzhao said hurriedly.

Cao Zhengchun looked at Zhu Wushi but did not argue.

At this moment, protecting His Majesty was the most important thing, and Zhu Wushi's arrangement was not problematic.

This was the most dangerous place.

It was better to take His Majesty away as soon as possible.

Even if not to avoid Ye Gucheng, there were two Earth Immortal Heavenly Man Realm martial artists fighting in the sky.

If they lost control and injured His Majesty, that would be a capital crime.

Cao Zhengchun, Yu Huatian, and Zhuge Zhengwo were about to leave while protecting Zhu Houzhao, but before they had walked a few steps, several martial artists dressed in black clothes and holding black blades suddenly appeared, blocking their path.

"Daring to block the way, die!"

Cao Zhengchun gathered his internal energy into his hands and slapped fiercely toward one of them.

"Marquis, protect His Majesty well!"

Yu Huatian said coldly, then took his sword and rushed up to launch an attack.

Zhu Wushi, the Capture God, and Guo Juxia also found their opponents and began to entangle with these mysterious martial artists.

Zhuge Zhengwo narrowed his eyes, feeling very shocked.

So many Grandmaster martial artists appeared suddenly, yet he hadn't noticed at all.

How had these people hidden themselves in the surroundings?

Who were these people?

Many thoughts appeared in Zhuge Zhengwo's mind.

Just at this moment, the hair on his body suddenly stood on end, and he hurriedly took Zhu Houzhao away from the spot.

Just after leaving, a person holding a dagger appeared in the original spot.

"Quite vigilant!"

"But it's no use!"

The person said coldly, holding the dagger and attacking Zhuge Zhengwo.

Because Zhuge Zhengwo was carrying Zhu Houzhao, his movements were very inconvenient, and he was soon injured.

The assassin holding the dagger seized the opportunity to separate Zhu Houzhao and Zhuge Zhengwo.

"Do it!"

The assassin said to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng seized the opportunity, and his attack speed increased abruptly.

The next second, the distance between him and Zhu Houzhao was shortened by more than half.

"Your Majesty!"

Cao Zhengchun saw this and shouted.

"Tiangang Child Art!"

"Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea!"

Cao Zhengchun exerted all his strength, ignoring the assassin's attack, and turned to protect Zhu Houzhao.

An internal energy shield rose around his body.

Yu Huatian and the others also hurriedly shook off their opponents, wanting to save Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Wushi stared intently.

Ye Gucheng's speed was very fast, like a flash of lightning; in the blink of an eye, the sword stopped at the position of Zhu Houzhao's heart.

Ye Gucheng's attack was just right; he didn't kill Zhu Houzhao, but he left Zhu Houzhao seriously injured.

This assassination took a very short time, from Ye Gucheng's strike to the successful assassination.

It took less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

"Retreat!"

Jin Luo Er, seeing the action was successful, forced Eunuch Sanbao back with a blade and said immediately.

Their plan was to assassinate Zhu Houzhao; once successful, there was no need to stay longer.

The rules of the Night Watchmen were like this.

Once the mission was successful, retreat immediately.

Every Night Watchman had to follow the rules and obey the rules.

Ye Gucheng and the others immediately stopped, used ghost-like movement techniques, and left the Great Ming Imperial Palace immediately.

Eunuch Sanbao and the others couldn't care about continuing the pursuit.

They had to check how His Majesty was.

"Immediately seal the imperial palace."

"Do not let these watching martial artists leave."

Eunuch Sanbao said immediately.

However, what he said was already a bit late.

Some martial artists had already left.

Eunuch Sanbao also knew this; now all he could do was make up for it as much as possible.

Soon, the gates of the Forbidden City were closed tightly.

The number of patrolling guards was three times more than usual.

The guards at the various gates of the Great Ming capital were also twice as many as usual.

Everyone was fully armed!

Overnight, the Heaven of Great Ming changed!

The events of tonight were destined to be recorded in history.

The martial artists who came to watch, besides being shocked, felt in their hearts that tonight was not in vain.

Not only did they watch the duel between two top swordsmen, but they also witnessed the assassination of the Great Ming Emperor.

With the spread of the departing martial artists, all of Great Ming knew about the assassination of the Emperor; as for whether the Emperor was dead or not, different versions spread in the Jianghu every day.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the imperial palace, waiting for specific news to come from within.

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