Chapter 663
: The dancer from the Jiaofangsi turns into an assassin, Zhu Gang and Chunlan join forces
Inside Kunning Palace.
The atmosphere of peace and tranquility that prevailed the moment before was shattered in an instant, like a mirage in the water, and plunged into chaos.
The gorgeous palace lanterns hanging high on the ceiling of the hall are made of exquisite silk and translucent glass.
It should have emitted a soft and bright light, but at this moment it was shaking violently under the impact of the panicked crowd and surging air currents.
It seems to be unable to bear the weight and is about to collapse.
The dim light flickered as it swayed, projecting the frightened figures of the people in the hall onto the wall.
The shadowy figures added to the sense of panic.
The palace maids turned pale and lost their usually dignified demeanor.
Their hair was loose and they were running around staggeringly, screaming in fear from time to time.
"what!
Help! "
A palace maid ran and shouted, her voice full of fear.
The eunuchs were also thrown into disarray, and some looked around in confusion, not knowing what to do.
Some tried to maintain order in a panic, but were knocked down by the crowd that was fleeing like a tide.
The unsuspecting Zhu Gang was caught up in the chaos.
At this moment, a dancer assassin holding a soft sword rushed over.
Her figure was as elusive as a ghost, and her eyes were as cold as ice, revealing determination and ruthlessness, as if nothing in the world could arouse the slightest ripple in her.
Someone shouted, "Protect His Highness!"
Chunlan, the concubine behind Zhu Gang, was so frightened that her face turned pale and she grabbed the corner of Zhu Gang's clothes tightly.
She only spoke with a trembling voice: "Third Prince, what should we do?"
Zhu Gang frowned and whispered to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, I am here."
The soft sword in the dancer assassin's hand is like a nimble snake, swimming freely in the dim and swaying light and shadow.
The sword flashed with a cold light and stabbed straight towards Zhu Gang's throat.
The moment the cold light flashed, Zhu Gang's heart tightened.
At the critical moment of life and death, he reacted extremely quickly and dodged to the side as fast as lightning.
With a whoosh sound, the sharp sword passed by Zhu Gang's neck.
A cool breeze blew, cutting his cheeks and causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide!"
The assassin snorted coldly and attacked again.
She saw the soft sword in her hand swung out a sword flower and stabbed towards Zhu Gang's chest as fast as a dragon emerging from the sea.
Zhu Gang moved quickly and retreated as flexibly as flowing water, barely avoiding the fatal sword.
However, the assassins' attacks were continuous and unending.
When Zhu Gang had no way to retreat, he hurriedly raised his arm to block.
The assassin seized this fleeting opportunity and exerted force with his wrist.
The soft sword suddenly changed its moves like a spirit snake and stabbed towards Zhu Gang's abdomen.
Zhu Gang thought to himself that something was wrong, and he suddenly contracted his abdomen and leaned back.
There was a sound of "swish" and the sharp soft sword scratched the clothes, leaving a long cut.
At this time, Zhu Gang was in an extremely difficult situation.
While he was struggling to dodge the assassin's sharp sword moves, he had to look back at Chunlan from time to time.
"Chunlan, hide behind me and don't run around!"
Faced with Zhu Gang's loud shouts, Chunlan, who was so frightened that she couldn't speak, just nodded desperately.
Just as the dancer assassin moved as fast as lightning and was about to launch a new round of fierce attack.
Zhu Gang's eyes suddenly focused, and he took the moment when she moved and paused, and took a step forward.
He was as agile as a tiger and kicked the assassin's sword-holding wrist fiercely.
This kick was full of Zhu Gang's determination and strength to fight back, and there seemed to be a dull whistle in the air. The assassin never expected Zhu Gang to suddenly counterattack in such a dangerous situation. He was caught off guard and his wrist involuntarily turned in a hurry.
The soft sword that was originally aimed at Zhu Gang's vitals pierced straight into the pillar beside him with a "puff" sound.
Zhu Gang seized the opportunity and flew forward like an arrow.
Then his right hand stretched out like an eagle's claw, trying to snatch the soft sword.
But the assassin reacted very quickly and quickly let go of the hilt of the sword.
Immediately, the other party leaped backwards, as light as a flying swallow, and in the blink of an eye she had put several feet distance between herself and Zhu Gang.
Zhu Gang held the sword firmly. Although his palms were full of sweat, he felt a little relieved.
However, as a veteran of many battles, he knew that this was only a temporary turnaround.
The assassin did not panic when his weapon was taken away. Instead, he quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist and pounced on Zhu Gang again.
"Today is your death day!"
Facing the angry dancer assassin, Zhu Gang held a soft sword, got ready and responded: "Don't be arrogant, don't think you can hurt me today!"
The assassin's figure was agile, like a black shadow.
The dagger flew up and down in her hand, constantly looking for Zhu Gang's weakness.
Zhu Gang waved his soft sword to form a defensive barrier to protect himself and Chunlan behind him.
The soft sword collided with the dagger, making a crisp sound and sparks flying.
The assassin seized upon a tiny flaw in Zhu Gang's defense and stabbed forward with his dagger.
Zhu Gang quickly turned sideways, and the dagger grazed his arm, leaving a shallow wound.
Chunlan, who was hiding behind him, couldn't help but exclaim.
"Your Highness, Third Prince!"
Zhu Gang ignored the pain and swung his sword, forcing the assassin to take a few steps back.
The assassin took a short breath, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he launched another attack.
This time her attack was more fierce, and the dagger stabbed at Zhu Gang like raindrops.
Although Zhu Gang tried his best to resist, he gradually became powerless.
At this moment, Chunlan found a fallen vase on the ground in panic.
She plucked up the courage to pick up the vase, and while the assassin was concentrating on attacking Zhu Gang, she quietly went behind him.
Then Chunlan smashed the vase on the man's head with all her strength, and shouted, "Where are you going?"
The assassin was caught off guard and hit by the vase, and immediately felt dizzy.
Zhu Gang seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and thrust his soft sword hard, hitting the assassin right in the chest.
The assassin's eyes widened and he slowly fell down.
Zhu Gang looked at the fallen assassin and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this critical moment, a burst of hurried and orderly footsteps came from outside Kunning Palace, like a rumbling thunder.
It turned out that the guards responsible for guarding the palace had hurried over. They were dressed in black, with tall postures, stern expressions, and long spears in their hands.
Following an order from Li Yi, the commander of the imperial army, everyone rushed into the hall like a tiger descending from a mountain and surrounded the remaining dancers and assassins.
They moved skillfully, coordinated well, and their eyes revealed determination and courage.
Some guards quickly evacuated the panicked palace maids and eunuchs and guided them to a safe place.
Some of them stood vigilantly beside Zhu Gang and Chunlan, forming a solid human wall to prevent any further accidents from happening.
At this time, the dancers and assassins were surrounded in the center. Although their expressions were still cold, they couldn't help but change color slightly when facing the guards who were as fierce as wolves and tigers.
Although they had no swords in their hands, they still adopted a defensive posture.
In a short moment, the originally chaotic situation in Kunning Palace was quickly brought under control, and the noise in the palace gradually subsided.
However, the tense atmosphere has not completely dissipated, and a solemn and murderous feeling is still in the air.
Zhu Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around to comfort the frightened Chunlan.
This sudden crisis in Kunning Palace was finally successfully resolved with Zhu Gang's heroic resistance and Chunlan's brave assistance.
(End of this chapter)