Although because the left side hall of the Qingxin Hall is a side hall, all the things needed are placed in the hall, and there are not too many unrealistic valuables, but under the wall facing the temple door, there is a multi-treasure pavilion, and many porcelains are placed on this multi-treasure pavilion...... All of them were rewarded by Emperor Yanfeng Emperor Yan Wulan of the Chibing Kingdom!!

And the hall on the left side of this Qingxin Hall is so big, if it is only used as a sleeping hall for rest, it is indeed larger and emptyer, but now as a place for fighting, it is obviously very narrow.

So, Yan Ziming and the masked man in black were fighting, and the two of them hit from the temple gate on the left side to the front of Duobaoge under the wall directly opposite the temple gate.

I saw the masked black-clothed man raise the long sword in his hand, and then swung it down towards Yan Ziming, who was standing in front of the Duobao Pavilion......

In the face of such a menacing sword, Yan Ziming, who had no way to retreat, had to turn around and dodge, but as the long sword in the hand of the masked man in black slashed, where Yan Ziming was standing just now, an azure porcelain bowl on the Duobao Pavilion was swept down by the sword wind......

Yan Ziming glanced over, and when he saw that the azure porcelain bowl that was swept down by the sword wind of the masked man in black was exactly what Yan Wulan had given him at the year-end palace banquet two years ago!

Although Yan Ziming put all these porcelains that Yan Wulan gave him in this side hall, it was a little disgusting, and these imperial porcelain were an invisible humiliation for Yan Ziming, but no matter what reason he broke the imperial gifts, this was a small thing that could be exposed at will, and it could be condemned as a crime of "great disrespect"!

Seeing that the celadon bowl was about to fall to the ground and smash, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future, Yan Ziming had to lean over and stretch out his empty right hand to scoop the celadon bowl in his hand.

And this qiē is just something that happens in an instant.

But in this way, Yan Ziming, who had already dodged, sent himself to the sword of the masked man in black in order to save an azure porcelain bowl!

The masked man in black had wanted to kill Yan Ziming and regain the Bering in Yan Ziming's hands from the beginning, but now that there was a ready-made opportunity in front of him, how could the masked man in black let it go?

I saw that the masked man in black was about to turn the direction of the long sword in his hand. Slashed towards Yan Ziming......

Although Yan Ziming had already reacted quite quickly to the side when he sensed the danger, his left shoulder was still slashed by the long sword that followed......

The location of the Duobao Pavilion in the outer hall happens to be on the same line as the golden silk nanmu bed in the inner hall. Between the two is a full moon arch with a thick curtain as a shield, so that no matter which side you stand, you can't see the other.

Yes, Leng Qing, who was sitting on the golden silk nanmu bed, didn't know what happened to Yan Ziming and the masked man in black before and after the fight to the Duobao Pavilion. Leng Qing only saw that Mu Wen, who was still fighting and defending, suddenly seemed to be crazy, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was raised high, and a sword slashed at the masked black-clothed man who was blocking him, slashing the broken sword that was still half cut in the masked black-clothed man's hand to the point that there was no broken sword left!

Immediately, Mu Wen kicked another masked black-clothed man who was attacking him from the side, and directly kicked the other party into the air and flew out a distance of five meters!

When the masked man in black landed in a parabola, the masked man in black did not stop at all, and his slender body continued to fall out in the direction where Mu Wen kicked her out, until she hit the wall facing the full moon-shaped arch with a "bang", and she stopped castration!

The masked man in black who had been cut on the right shoulder by Mu Wen was already a little unable to support it due to excessive blood loss, even if Mu Wen didn't cut the broken sword in her hand to the hilt of the sword. She couldn't stop Muwen any longer.

At this moment, there was not even the only broken sword left, and the masked man in black gave up the idea of continuing to stop Mu Wen.

The masked man in black had been fighting until now by tensing her nerves, but now that her nerves were gone, she would no longer have the strength to stand up even if she fell to the ground softly.

The other masked black-clothed man who was kicked out by Mu Wen and was still lying on the ground under the wall at the moment, although she did not suffer any external injuries, Mu Wen's kick broke her ribs three times! Although this kind of injury was not enough to make her faint in pain, it was enough to make her break out in a cold sweat.

Look at the companion who also fell to the ground, who had fainted. Then the masked man in black closed his eyes helplessly-

Even if she can stand up against the pain and want to continue to drag Mu Wen with her own strength, it is a fantasy!

Leng Qing, who was sitting firmly on the golden silk nanmu bed, was stunned by Mu Wen's successive strong and rough sword kicks: just now she felt that Mu Wen was taking pity on the fragrance and cherishing the jade, so she couldn't be ruthless......

However, I didn't wait for Leng Qing to have other ideas. I saw that after Mu Wen dealt with the two masked black-clothed men very roughly, he rushed out like arrows from the string. And the direction that Mu Wen rushed to was the direction of the Duobao Pavilion where Yan Ziming was fighting with the masked man in black before!

Leng Qing, who was still watching the battle with cold eyes, saw this scene, and immediately felt that something was wrong......

changed the dark purple thick coat that was originally draped over her shoulders to wear it on her body, Leng Qing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and she didn't even have time to put on her embroidered shoes. Just like this, he stepped on the embroidered shoes and ran towards the Duobao Pavilion in the outer hall.

However, after running seven or eight steps, Leng Qingren had already run to the full moon-shaped arch, and he also saw the situation in front of the Duobao Pavilion in the outer hall.

Mu Wen and the only remaining masked man in black fought back and forth, the metal sound of swords striking each other almost without interruption.

Now the momentum on Mu Wen's body has completely changed from the previous fight with the two masked men in black, if Mu Wen was still showing mercy to the two masked men in black just now, then in the face of the only masked man in black now, Mu Wen has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates at all, and he looks like he has killed red eyes.

Whether it is Mu Wen or the man in black, they are all ruthless, and their moves are directly stabbing at the opponent's vital points, and their weaknesses are all shown in front of others, and they are all a deadly way of fighting!

It's just because Mu Wen and the masked man in black are fighting so desperately, they can't tell the winner for a while.

These are all secondary, and they can't attract Leng Qing's attention at all, and at this moment, Leng Qing's eyes are all focused on the ground behind Mu Wen-

Yan Ziming, who was wearing a pale yellow narrow-sleeved brocade robe, bowed his head deeply, curled up and sat on the cold ground covered with dark floor tiles, his back leaned against Duobao Pavilion, his left hand clenched into a fist rested on his outstretched legs, the wall of his right hand hung down, his palm rested weakly on the ground beside him, and there was an azure porcelain bowl with a small gap on the ground on his right hand.

And Leng Qing finally stared at Yan Ziming's left shoulder!

The pale yellow cloth on Yan Ziming's left shoulder has now been impregnated with a large amount of red blood with a strange color, and the blood is still increasing, and the pale yellow clothing that has been impregnated is also increasing, but in the blink of an eye, the left half of Yan Ziming's body has been soaked with red blood!

Seeing such a scene, if she didn't understand what was going on, Leng Qing would feel ashamed of herself!

Walking towards Yan Ziming's location step by step, when stepping through the full moon-shaped arch, Leng Qing was not paying attention, and his feet were mixed with the somewhat raised sill under the arch.

Although Leng Qing did not fall because of this, but her body was a little unstable, and it would be good to stand firm, but Leng Qing had no embroidered shoes on her feet because of this.

However, Leng Qing was not in the mood to lean over and pick up the embroidered shoes that had fallen off and put them on, at this moment, Leng Qing's eyes were full of Yan Ziming, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and she couldn't even hear the metal sound of the sharp swords striking each other close at hand, where did she get the heart to take care of an embroidered shoe again?

Not to mention picking up embroidered shoes, after the embroidered shoes on Leng Qing's feet were mixed off, when her bare white feet stepped on the cold floor tiles, Leng Qing didn't feel that the floor tiles under her feet were cold and biting, what could be colder than her heart at this moment?

Leng Qing stepped on the embroidered shoes with one foot like this, and walked to Yan Ziming's side barefoot with the other foot.

A lot of the blood flowing from the wound on Yan Ziming's shoulder flowed to the ground, and a shallow blood circle slowly opened under Yan Ziming's body, but because the floor tiles on the ground were black and swarthy, and the blood stains on the floor tiles could not be seen at all, Leng Qing's bare foot just stepped on the blood stains impartially.

The sudden sticky feeling under her feet made Leng Qing subconsciously shrink her feet back. But then, Leng Qing gritted her teeth and put her feet down, and stepped on Yan Ziming's side steadily. Leng Qing knew that if she retreated at this moment, she would never be able to reach Yan Ziming's side!

Stepping on Yan Ziming's bloodstains, Leng Qing leaned over and knelt beside Yan Ziming somewhat mechanically. The distance between him and Yan Ziming was slightly shortened, and Leng Qing's nose was filled with a strong bloody gas for a moment, and the rich smell of blood made Leng Qing almost nauseous.

Leng Qing trembled and stretched out her hands and gently stroked Yan Ziming's lowered face. When Leng Qing's subordinates used force to hold up Yan Ziming's face, it was not surprising that Leng Qing saw Yan Ziming's pale face, pale lips, and ...... Closed eyes.

Leng Qing opened her mouth, and her voice was trembling and hoarse: "Yan ...... Ziming...... Are you alright? Don't scare me...... I'm very timid...... Hey......"

Regarding Leng Qing's shouting, Yan Ziming still closed his eyes tightly and did not give Leng Qing the slightest response.

There was no response, and a huge panic instantly enveloped Leng Qing's heart, like an invisible hand, clenching Leng Qing's heart little by little until it was crushed. (To be continued.) )

PS: The content of the previous chapter has been revised!