Chapter 176: Escape into the Sacred Palace
Even if she is fast, she can't run faster than the war horse, and she is about to be chased, her eyes are tight, and she grabs the dust on the ground and wipes it on her face, this Zhang Liang has seen her, and she will be recognized if she is not sure, so the plan will be in vain.
The war horse neighed, the front hooves jumped up, Zhang Liang caught up with her, turned over from the horse, and directly drew his sword and pounced, Zhen Yue held the knife in both hands, fighting in close quarters, his feet were dexterous like a colorful butterfly, because of his thinness, under Zhang Liang's sword, a few spins, and he dodged the killing move.
With a crisp bang, the short knife in Zhen Yue's hand was shaken open by his dexterity and fell to the ground, she simply put away another dagger, waved her fists like a fierce beast, and punched him in the chest.
"Which girl, shoot so hard! Look at grandpa, I won't subdue you! ”
Zhang Liang retracted his arms and directly held the two wrists she waved, her eyebrows were cold, she rotated neatly, and instantly broke free from his restraint, and then the two intersected with their fists and feet, and their elbows collided, bringing bursts of pain from the impact, and in an instant, Zhen Yue's slender legs kicked upwards fiercely, directly hitting the vital point.
The man snorted and said angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu's lifeline." ”
snapped, and before Zhang Liang could recover from it, his slender legs kicked the man's crotch with both hands again, Zhang Liang bent over in pain, his eyebrows were angry, and his eyes were murderous.
Zhen Yue took advantage of the rare gap and jumped directly to the war horse on the side, clamped the horse's belly, and roared away.
The horse's hooves were rolling, a group of Praetorian Guards finally arrived, and when they saw Zhang Liang who was bowed, they were stunned, and the lieutenant of the Chinese military hurriedly dismounted, and he didn't have time to ask. I saw Zhang Liang jump on the horse directly, and said in a deep voice: "Chase me all!" Be sure to catch her! Almost every word was bitten out from between his teeth, and the angry Zhang Liang directly pulled out the peanut string around his waist and fell to the ground heavily, and the rebellious general who had not forgotten to eat a few peanuts on the battlefield all the year round had no appetite at all, and just wanted to catch this woman and see who she was! Riding his horse in pursuit, all the Praetorian Guards behind him followed in solemn pursuit.
The cold wind was harsh, with a moist breath on his face, and the cloak on his body rattled. She galloped on her horse. Soon out of the deep alley towards the back mountain, suddenly, the flat back mountain, the sound of horses' hooves rolled in. The silver light of the armor was everywhere. It was as if a net surrounded her.
She cursed. Sharp eyes looked at the weak due north, clamped the horse's belly, and fled frantically. The earth shook slightly, the dust was flying, and her eyes were like blind, she rushed towards the Praetorian Guards who were pursuing due north, holding blow arrows in her hand, cold as frost, directly penetrating the oncoming Praetorian Guards, the two Praetorian Guards with hidden weapons fell down with a bang, the war horse neighed, and the surrounding Praetorian Guards were instantly involved in chaos.
She killed the weak encirclement and suppression army, and rushed to the north, fortunately, this team did not have Zhang Liang to lead the troops, otherwise they would not be able to escape at all, the sound of horses' hooves behind her all gathered towards her, she knew that the place behind the mountain had been blocked, and she was afraid that Zhang Liang would have already seen through this escape route.
I saw the majestic and towering city wall like an ancient god standing in the distance, the two green dragons on the eaves, golden scales and golden armor, vivid, as if they wanted to fly into the air, and the fierce Beiying Fierce Flag rolled in the air.
She turned her head to look behind, only to see the black-pressed Praetorian Guards swarming after her, she frowned, seeing that she was about to arrive at the Amethyst Sacred Palace, and there was nowhere to escape, she could only hide in the Amethyst Sacred Palace in front of her!
She threw out the five melon hooks, while running wildly, while throwing the five melon hooks in her hands with all her might, the rope rotated, the wind was as strong as a knife, like a hovering dragon in the night, she looked at the direction, and threw it towards the palace wall that was about to run, the five melon hooks were buckled on the palace wall with a bang, she supported the horse's back with her palms, stood on the horse's back, the wind was fierce, rolled up her black cloak, like an eagle falcon with wings, that is, to soar into the sky.
The horse's hooves were fast, and she was about to crash into the palace wall, when she landed, she stood up, grabbed the rope with her hand, and a few Feiteng fell in the middle of the city wall, and the war horse quickly turned right, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, she used her arms hard, and soon climbed to the top of the palace wall.
When Zhang Liang arrived with his troops, he saw her shadow disappear above the palace wall, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted: "Enter the Holy Palace!" ”
"Yes!"
The hundred Praetorian Guards all turned their horses' heads and rushed towards the front of the palace wall, no one could see the woman's face clearly, only that she was as fast as an eagle, and her skills were extraordinary, and she always escaped in front of the well-trained Praetorian Guards.
With the passage of time, the vast night gradually turned white, the dark sky was glowing, and the withered and decayed courtyard was hazy, Zhen Yue went down the palace wall, only to know that this was a deserted courtyard, she had been to the holy palace twice, but she was led by people, and she was naturally very strange.
But why is the majestic Amethyst Sacred Palace so deserted? Everywhere there are ruins and broken walls, overgrown with weeds, and a thick musty smell wafting in the air from time to time, as if it has not been cleaned up for many years, Zhen Yue was puzzled, her eyes became more and more vigilant, and the wind was dashing, and there was an eerie feeling blowing in her ears.
She was a little anxious in her heart, the current situation was in crisis, completely unexpected by her, she didn't dare to stop for a moment, picked up the waist-high weeds and hurriedly walked forward.
The further you go, the more you can smell a faint floral scent, which gradually covers the musty smell in the dust, and the weeds gradually decrease.
"Who!"
The voice of confusion and surprise came from the garden, like a sharp weapon, straight through Zhen Yue's heart, her eyes flashed murderous, looking at the source of the sound, only to see a rested and tidy garden in front of the right, densely planted with blooming white flowers, fragrant, incompatible with the surrounding abandoned buildings.
A yellow figure among the flowers slowly stood up, holding a kettle for watering flowers in his hand, Zhen Yue saw this, pulled out the force with a whoosh, and slashed away.
"Bold!"
The man also saw that the situation was not good, so he threw the kettle and ran away, shouting for someone, but this place was remote, and he came in the middle of the night, and he did not bring his attendants, so he could only use his strength to escape.
Zhen Yue was extremely fast, jumped over the deserted pool, jumped up directly, and lifted his foot on the man's back, and the man fell heavily to the ground with a bang.
The man turned over and looked, and saw a black figure pounce down, the short dagger in his hand emitting a dazzling cold light in the moonlight, like a flash of light in thunder.
"Xiao Yueyue?"
Between the lightning and flint, the man's unbelievable voice directly penetrated the blade of the sword, like an invisible wall, Zhen Yue's heart trembled, and she suddenly withdrew the knife, the snowy knife stopped steadily at the tip of the man's nose, the wind at night was a little cold, a drop of sweat fell from the man's chin, and his hands trembled. (To be continued.) )