Chapter 1200

The display screen in the black-robed man's hand was cracked by him.

He turned around, his back was a little embarrassed and hurried, and he walked back to the road quickly.

Looking at Lincoln who was still on fire, the man in black raised his pistol and fired three shots into the sky.

Mi Xian supported Shen Xu and left the place quickly.

Mi Xian asked in a low voice: "Who is that man? The breath is terrible."

Shen Xu spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's Lord Killer of Shura Island."

"It's him, why did he come to rescue Xia Jinmian? What's going on? Xia Jinmian was targeted by a tracking missile one second, and someone came to rescue him the next second. It's so strange."

Shen Xu also couldn't figure it out, but he was sure that this Lord Killer must be Lord Han's rival in love!

"Quick, go to your villa."

The tranquility of the night was broken by the loud noise of the missiles.

Like a drop of water splashing into a calm but hot oil pan.

From all directions of the imperial capital, unidentified troops flooded in, almost encircling the palace of the imperial capital.

At two o'clock in the morning, in the palace of the king, except for the female relatives, they were resting without any investigation, and all the men had already started preparing for the battle.

With a pale face, Huang Ke was discussing the countermeasures with the general.

At 2:30 in the morning, a general presented a letter to Chao Huangke.

"Your Highness, this is from a drone!"

Huang Ke thought it was Simba's people who were provoking, picked up the envelope and was about to tear it into pieces, but saw her sister's handwriting.

The envelope reads: 【From the Prince】

He immediately opened the envelope, and after reading it one by one, his complexion improved little by little.

He took the envelope and went to find his father.

After the two locked themselves in the study for a long time, they called all their cronies in and continued the discussion.

Around four o'clock, all the cronies left the palace quietly under the cover of Huang Ke with the decree written by Emperor Ou himself.

Everyone in the palace was in a hurry, even Huang Ke was too busy to attend to the palaces outside the palace, so when someone entered the side hall where Lessing lived, no one noticed.

Lessing slept soundly while hugging the quilt.

When a hand was gently placed on her face, she thought it was Huang Ke's hand, and subconsciously hugged that hand, smiling a little silly.

"Huang Ke, you're here..."

His hand paused, and he suddenly pulled it back forcefully.

The range of motion was a bit large, which woke Lessing up.

Lessing rubbed his eyes for some unknown reason, opened his tired eyes with difficulty, but saw a strange black figure, and was so frightened that he grabbed the quilt and wanted to scream.

The man immediately covered her mouth with his hand, and whispered in his ear, "It's me!"

The voice is very familiar, so familiar that Lessing's blood will freeze up and tremble all over when he thinks about it.

She didn't dare to struggle, but her eyes turned red.

"Don't shout, listen to me."

Lessing nodded repeatedly, and after the man let go of his hand, she grabbed the quilt and huddled in a corner, looking at the man beside the bed in fear.

"Afraid of me?" The man sat down and reached out to her, "Come here."

Lessing shook his head, she didn't dare to go there, and she shed tears in aggrieved way.

"I said, come here." The man's tone became more serious and non-negotiable.

Lessing then carefully moved towards him.

The man stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her to his side.

He took off his hat, revealing that delicate and gorgeous face that even women would envy.

Lessing looked at him, dumbfounded.

The man's bright red lips moved slightly, and the voice he spoke was a gentleness that Lessing had never experienced before.

"I'm your brother, I won't hurt you."

Lessing was still terrified, she said with red eyes: "You, you will, you will strangle me to death."