"My lord, wait for your subordinates to take it down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"A general in Danfu stood at the door of the library and reported to Tan Dao Jiyu.

Tan Daoji just waved his hand, signaling everyone not to act rashly. In fact, Tan Daoji had been standing at the door of the library for a long time, and he first felt that someone was reading his books, and he didn't want to do it immediately, so as not to destroy his library.

Later, Tan Daoji found that the young man in front of him was reading the book on the table, which was a book written by Tan Daoji himself, although it was only a herbal book.

"Good, good, wonderful." Gong Changqing looked at it and actually screamed; Even the guards outside the door could hear the voice clearly.

Someone so boldly broke into the Tanfu Library, and actually swaggered to read the manuscript of Lord Tandaojitan, it was really bold, to be precise, it should not know whether to live or die. But from the bottom of my heart, I also have some admiration, admiring the courage of this young man.

With Gong Changqing's martial arts cultivation, although he is not a first-class master, someone outside the door can still find it, but at this time, he is completely confused by the books in front of him, plus the sound insulation effect around the library is very good, and the quiet space makes Gong Changqing's suddenly ill body not feel unusual.

Tan Daoji didn't expect that the young black-clothed thief in front of him would be so interested in his books, and he kept applauding. It is inevitable that he, who has always been lonely in terms of tactics and battle formations, has a feeling of finding a soulmate.

Tan Daoji asked the guards to withdraw, strictly guarding the surroundings of the library pavilion, and waiting for the palace chief in the library to come out and capture him as soon as he came out.

"Father, are you alright?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, dressed in a pink dress, was surrounded by several maids and came to the door of the library.

Tan Daoji faced his daughter Tan Jiaoran's sudden arrival, and he didn't have time to stop her from talking, as if he was afraid of startling the palace chief in the library pavilion; Tan Daoji hurriedly signaled Tan Jiaoran not to speak.

"Who is she, why did she come to her father's library." Tan Jiaoran looked at the palace chief in the library pavilion, wearing a night suit, holding his father's books in his hand, and was reading with all his attention, as if he had forgotten that there were many people around the door of the library pavilion, and were looking at him with curious eyes.

"Miss, he is also a thief who made a big fuss about our Tanfu tonight, but seeing that he has been in for so long, this person is still so bold to stay in the library pavilion and not leave, which really makes the last general puzzled." A general beside Tan Daoji said to Tan Jiaoran.

Gong Changqing's move, in Tan Jiaoran's eyes, is either sick or brain-dead, and with her smart brain, she can't think of any other explanation.

Time passed slowly, and for two full hours, the people outside the door still did not see any signs of the people in the house leaving. The general of the guard did not dare to rush in without Tan Daoji's instructions, so he had to find two chairs and let the two fathers and daughters of the Tan family sit and wait.

Tan Daoji still had official business to deal with, and he didn't want to spend more time on the palace chief, so he ordered the generals next to him to leave in a hurry.

A tug-of-war of time, seeing that the candles in the library were about to burn out, Tan Jiaoran finally couldn't sit still, got up and walked towards the house.

A young lady of the Tan family who doesn't know any martial arts, her courage is not lost to the master of the Tan Mansion next to her. Tan Jiaoran looked at Gong Changqing from a distance for a long time, and from Gong Changqing's actions and behaviors, Tan Jiaoran could be sure that Gong Changqing was not like a thief who did all kinds of evil as others said, he was already addicted to books, but like a bookworm who was eager to learn.

Tan Jiaoran is an extremely wise and good daughter in Tan Daoji's heart, and everything she does is done after careful consideration, so Tan Daoji believes in her daughter very much. At this time, Tan Daoji was not there, and Tan Jiaoran was the master of this group of people; But the general next to him was not worried about his own young lady, and hurriedly followed Tan Jiaoran into the library pavilion.

Tan Jiaoran bypassed the bookshelf and walked behind Gong Changqing, and the general who followed him drew his sword out of the sheath as soon as he entered the door, always alerting that Palace Changqing would be unfavorable to his young lady.

At this moment, Gong Changqing suddenly put down a book in his hand, which was this action, and the generals who followed Tan Jiaoran thought that Gong Changqing was going to make a move. The so-called preemptive strike, a sharp sword pierced Gong Changqing's back, this sword did not frighten Gong Changqing, but made Tan Jiaoran retreat again and again.

The strange thing is that this sword only pierced Gong Changqing's clothes, and could not penetrate Gong Changqing's body at all.

"The so-called golden cicada sheds its shell, retains its shape, and completes its potential; Friends do not doubt, enemies do not move. Xun and stop Gu. Wonderful. Gong Changqing didn't seem to be affected by the sword behind him, but continued to pick up another book and continue to read.

The general stabbed a sword just now, but saw that it did not pierce it. I thought that the person in front of me had some strange exercises, and it was difficult to be invulnerable. didn't care so much, and when he swung his sword, he was about to slash at the neck of Gong Changqing. This will really ask for Gong Changqing's head, the sword just now did not pierce into it, it was nothing more than that Gong Changqing was wearing gold silk soft armor.

At this critical moment, Tan Jiaoran, who was beside her, suddenly shouted loudly: "Don't." ”

It is worthy of being a general who has followed Tan Daoji from death to life for many years, and the kung fu in his hands is also free, just when the sword was about to reach Gong Changqing's neck, the general put away the sword in his hand, but unfortunately, the sword still cut through Gong Changqing's skin.

The wound was not very deep, but the blood slowly overflowed from Gong Changqing's neck, which made Tan Jiaoran even more strange, the person in front of him was still a casual reader, and he didn't seem to care about his life and death just now.

Tan Jiaoran's voice just now disturbed the guards outside the door. The guards swarmed up and immediately surrounded the palace chief.

A group of soldiers in armor, holding long swords, the sound of loud footsteps and the sound of the long sword unsheathed did not make the palace chief feel a little afraid.

It's just that these soldiers came too suddenly, too quickly. With the sudden arrival of the soldiers, the wind blew the candlelight next to it and swayed from side to side.

Several figures were projected by the flickering candlelight on the books in the palace chief's hand, and a long sword with a bright handle was also illuminated by the candlelight, which was particularly dazzling.

Only then did Gong Changqing realize what was happening in front of him. Gong Changqing hurriedly got up, but he suddenly found that he couldn't hear any sound or smell anything.

It's not good, I'm sick again, and this really kills me.

Gong Changqing saw soldiers in armor around him, and suddenly saw traces of blood on his arms. Gong Changqing was very aware of his situation at this time, even if he was injured, he couldn't feel pain.

Gong Changqing wanted to pull out the sword, but he thought about it and found that the sword had been quietly taken away. Someone must have taken his sword from behind, or he would have seen it.

Gong Changqing turned around abruptly, but this scene made him fall into a sluggishness again, with pink makeup and a peach cheek and apricot face. At this glance, he almost killed Gong Changqing.

A soldier armed with a long sword swung his sword directly to the head of the palace chief. Gong Changqing only saw the beauty in front of him shouting something, but he couldn't hear it. Gong Changqing subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge this fatal sword.

Gong Changqing hurriedly pulled out the dagger in his arms, and with a single wave, he completely cut off the two long swords that stabbed at him. However, he was stabbed with two more swords behind him, but fortunately, he had soft armor to protect him.

In an instant, the originally quiet and solemn library turned into a messy battlefield. A silent battlefield, Gong Changqing can only judge the enemy's attack with his eyes.

At the moment when Gong Changqing counterattacked, Tan Jiaoran wisely retreated behind the bookshelf on the side, and the other soldiers all paid attention to Gong Changqing, thinking that the daughter of Tan Mansion had gone out safely.

Facing the soldiers of Tanfu, Gong Changqing saw some telomeres, and the soldiers were deliberately avoiding the bookshelves, for fear of damaging the books on the shelves. However, Gong Changqing also intended to avoid it, because in his heart, these books were sacrosanct.

Gong Changqing dodged one sword after another fatal blows, although he wore soft armor and had a dagger in his hand that sharpened iron like clay, he was always outnumbered, not to mention that this was in Tanfu.

I can't care so much, if you want to die, let's die together, as the prince of the former dynasty, I just sit back and wait for death, isn't it too cowardly, and I have to die vigorously.

Gong Changqing kicked a soldier away, and the soldier fell heavily on the books, and the bookshelf suddenly collapsed, and the height and weight of the bookshelf suddenly crushed several soldiers to spit blood. Gong Changqing's eyes were red, he couldn't hear the enemy's painful wail, and he couldn't feel the slightest pain in the wounds on his body.

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