The most romantic little emperor

Chapter 295: Xiao Li's Flying Dagger Reappears

The butler nodded solemnly and whispered, "That person's whereabouts are secretive. He followed you from a distance. I could only sense a trace of his presence. He must be a master who is hiding his true strength. Perhaps his martial arts attainments are higher than mine. Therefore, it is understandable that you did not notice him."

"Now that he's here, don't let him leave."

Dong Meir covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her voice as soft as silk. "Later, I will find an excuse to drive you away, and you will quietly search for his traces in the dark. I will send people to ambush him secretly. As long as he shows up, he will not be able to return."

She paused, then snorted coldly, her eyes revealing a fierce murderous look, "Humph, I want to see who is so bold as to set his sights on me?"

The butler nodded slightly. He had the same idea in his mind and wanted to find out the person hiding in the dark. He dared to have evil intentions towards the prince's concubine and the daughter of the current tutor. This person was definitely not an ordinary person.

They must find out this enemy hiding in the dark, who is behind the scenes and what his purpose is.

The two looked at each other, and they had a tacit understanding in their hearts. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

At this moment, Li Yihuan, hiding in the dark, had not yet realized that he had been exposed and had no idea of ​​the impending danger. When he came to his senses, he was already in a desperate situation.

Dong Meir, this charming and dangerous woman, has led her men to surround Li Yihuan.

She stood proudly in the crowd like a queen, with a cold light flashing in her beautiful eyes. She spoke slowly, her voice revealing unquestionable majesty: "Who are you? How dare you spy on me secretly?"

Her originally pretty face was now covered with frost like a severe winter, making people dare not look directly at her.

Li Yihuan's eyes were like knives, lightly sweeping across the crowd in front of him, with a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to know the answer? Don't worry, time will reveal everything."

Dong Meir's expression froze, and deep worry was revealed between her brows. She waved her hand decisively, and her voice was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Catch him for me. Remember, he must be alive."

"Just you?"

Li Yihuan smiled contemptuously. He slowly took out the willow-leaf flying knife that he was so proud of. His fingertips gently slid across the blade, just like caressing the skin of his lover, full of infinite tenderness. He murmured to himself: "Old friend, whether I can survive today depends entirely on you."

"Xiao Li Flying Dagger? Are you Li Yihuan?" The butler's face changed drastically and he blurted out the question subconsciously, his voice full of fear.

"Hmm? You actually know me? It seems that what happened back then is closely related to the Dong family."

A hint of joy flashed in Li Yihuan's eyes, and he laughed loudly, "Today, I will use you as my revenge for the extermination of the Mu family."

Dong Mei'er was confused. What was this Xiao Li Feidao? What was this Mu family? What was this revenge for exterminating the entire family? What was going on? She subconsciously turned to the housekeeper beside her, her eyes full of doubt and confusion.

The butler did not have time to explain in detail, but just whispered in a deep voice: "Miss, this man is our enemy. We must eliminate him today no matter what, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Dong Meier looked at the housekeeper's solemn expression and understood the seriousness of the matter. She no longer hesitated and decisively gave the order: "Kill him, and leave no one alive."

Li Yihuan did not give the enemy a chance to react and instantly took the initiative to attack. He stepped on the ground, and it seemed that the ground was shaking. He rushed towards Dong Meir like an arrow.

The housekeeper was horrified when he saw this, and decisively gave the order, "Protect the young lady."

Facing Li Yihuan's swift attack, Dong Meir showed no fear. She clenched her hands unconsciously, silently thinking that her martial arts secrets must not be exposed.

Then, she loosened her hands, a smile as bright as a spring flower bloomed on her face, her eyes fixed on Li Yihuan, quietly waiting for his arrival.

The night was dim, and Li Yihuan's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah. He seemed to have seen through Dong Meir's tricks long ago. There was a strange and confident smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.

His figure was as erratic as a ghost, moving among the crowd, making it hard to tell what his true intentions were. Every step he took seemed to have some hidden meaning, making it impossible to figure out his whereabouts. Whenever a sword or knife came down, he cleverly dodged it, leaving only a shadow passing by.

At this moment, the butler's figure flew towards Li Yihuan like an eagle soaring into the sky. He was full of confidence, thinking that with his profound inner strength, he would be able to take his cold and sharp flying knife.

And just as he jumped up, the flying knife in Li Yihuan's hand was like a meteor across the night sky, carrying a sharp momentum, shooting straight towards the butler.

Instantly, the butler's heart trembled violently, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He quickly used his internal energy to try to block the fatal blow.

However, facing Li Yihuan's sudden attack, the housekeeper's fear made him lose his usual calmness. He knew that "Little Li's flying dagger never misses" was not an empty saying. If he could not take the knife, he would become a cold corpse. Although he was confident, he did not dare to gamble when faced with the choice of life and death.

So, he suddenly had an idea and grabbed a guard beside him and blocked him in front of him. The guard had never expected this to happen, and his eyes widened in horror, but it was too late to react.

The flying knife cut through the night sky like lightning and pierced his chest in an instant. Blood gushed out like a blooming rose, dyeing the silent night sky red.

This scene stunned everyone present. They couldn't believe that Li Yihuan had forced the high-ranking butler to flee in such a short time.

At this moment, the butler's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, completely bloodless. He casually threw the corpse in front of him aside, and his voice was full of determination and command: "Don't be scared by him, he only has a flying knife in his hand. We are numerous and powerful, if we attack together, we will definitely be able to subdue him!"

"is it?"

Li Yihuan looked around at everyone, his eyes were like torches, and in his hand, a flying knife with a cold glow appeared. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was calm and mysterious: "I can't even remember how many flying knives I have. Do you know why?"

Everyone looked at each other, with an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and looked at the mysterious person in front of them in horror.