After Xianzong was dragged away by the commander of the Ouchi guards for a while, he asked, "Where are you taking me here?" ”

The commander said, "Holy Lord, the servants escort you into the inner palace gate—"

Xianzong said: "You want to lure Gu Xinglang to the harem?" ”

The commander of the Ouchi guards staggered, looked at Xianzong, and said with a pale face: "The inner palace door is closed, you can stop ......"

Xianzong didn't wait for the commander to finish speaking, and said: "The palace gate can't stop Gu Xinglang, can the inner palace gate stop him?" ”

The commander of the inner guard was stunned by Xianzong's question, it seems that this is the case, the main gate of the imperial palace can't stop Gu Xinglang, he expects the inner palace gate to stop this concubine? "Holy Lord, donkey, donkey horse, what's wrong?" The Commander stammered and asked Xianzong.

Xianzong sighed, look at this group of goods under him, this goods is still a commander, not as good as the guard chief beside Jing Mo! (What are you competing with Jing Mo at this time?) o(╯□╰)o）

The commander of the Ouchi guards heard Xianzong sigh, and just wanted to say something to apologize, when he looked up and saw Xianzong behind him, and suddenly looked frightened.

Xianzong said, "What's wrong with you? What the hell? ”

The commander of the Ouchi guards would rather see a ghost at this moment, pointed behind Xianzong, and said in a trembling voice: "Saint, saint, lost, fire!" ”

"What?!" Hyunjong turned around.

The inner palace gate was blazing.

"Why, how can this be?" The commander and Ouchi guards were at a loss.

Xianzong looked at the fire at the inner palace gate in a daze, this plot is wrong, isn't it to wait for Gu Xinglang to chase him, his daughter saved him, he ran to the inner palace gate again, Hua Chunlin, the "anti-thief" and set the fire again?!

Gu Xinglang was in the imperial study at this time, killed all the people who should be killed, and deliberately injured a few more, when he left the imperial study and wanted to chase Xianzong, Gu Xinglang also saw the fire at the inner palace gate, Gu Sanshao was suddenly a little dumbfounded, how did this just start, and the plan changed?

Jing Mo's chief guard was wearing the clothes of the guards of Fengtian Da Nei at this time, standing outside the gate of the courtyard in front of the imperial study, he came to pick up Jing Mo and Fu Boyuan out of the palace as planned. Seeing the flames of the inner palace gate, Gu Xinglang stood at the gate of the courtyard and was stunned, and the chief guard was sweating in a hurry, but at this moment, the living and the dead were mixed together in the imperial study, and there were many eyes and ears, and the chief guard did not dare to run directly to Gu Xinglang.

"Gu Xinglang is reversed!" A minister shouted, and ran in front of the chief of the guard.

The chief guard secretly sighed, scratched his head, lay down on the ground, rolled on the spot, rolled at Gu Xinglang's feet, and whispered to Gu Xinglang while pretending to be a corpse: "Master Horse, why is this fire in advance?" ”

Gu Xinglang lowered his head, looked at this person's face, recognized it as Jing Mo's head of the guard, and said, "I don't know." ”

"So, what then?" The chief of the guard said, "The princess has not yet entered the palace." ”

Gu Xinglang said, "You go and answer your master." ”

Seeing that Gu Xinglang was leaving, the head of the guard stretched out his hand and hugged Gu Xinglang's leg and said, "Then where are you going?" Master Horse, are you waiting for my master to come out, and you can discuss it again? ”

Gu Xinglang ......, how could he discuss it with Jing Mo at this time?

"Go to the palace gate!" At this time, Jing Mo's panicked shouts came from the courtyard.

Gu Xinglang and the chief of the guard were silent, and it was a miracle to hear this person shouting such a voice.

"Let's go!" Jing Mo shouted again in the courtyard.

Gu Xinglang kicked the chief guard, but he didn't use any strength, but the chief guard was very clever, he screamed miserably, rolled on the spot, and pretended to be dizzy.

Gu Xinglang casually picked up a minister who was caught up by him, broke his shoulder, and threw it on the ground, and then Gu Sanshao walked towards the palace gate.

"I, the ministers, want to act at the right time and protect the saint!" Jing Mo shouted in the courtyard, as if he was teaching the ministers around him who were still alive what to do next.

The candles in the courtyard were all extinguished, Jing Mo and Fu Boyuan were standing under the tree in the courtyard, and no one in the courtyard could see what this person looked like, only a vague figure of Jing Mo could be seen.

"Let's go," Jing Mo urged Fu Boyuan, who was standing in a daze.

Fu Boyuan looked at the people who fell to the ground and whispered, "Just let these people lie like this?" "Scholars are not as good as their martial artists, lying with corpses, will there be problems with these ministers of Fengtian?

Jing Mo stepped over a severed hand under his feet and said, "There will be a doctor to see them, do you still care about them at this time?" ”

Fu Boyuan......

The chief guard poked his head outside the courtyard gate, and the courtyard was full of people, even the chief of the guard, and he couldn't see who his master was.

"Let's go," Jing Mo walked past the head of the guard and shouted in a low voice.

The chief guard hurriedly followed behind Jing Mo.

"What's the fire about?" Jing Mo asked in a low voice as he walked briskly in the direction of the palace gate.

The chief of the guard said, "Master, the slave doesn't know. ”

"The colt is gone?" Jing Mo asked again.

The chief of the guard said, "The master of the horse has gone to the palace gate, and the saint is there." ”

Jing Mo's footsteps paused, "The palace gate is on fire, and he still doesn't go to the inner palace gate?" ”

The chief of the guard looked very innocent, and said with his hands pricked, "The slave doesn't know." ”

Jing Mo said: "Then what do you know?" ”

The chief of the guard also blinked his eyes, he didn't know anything.

Jing Mo took a few steps forward and stopped, as if he was a little hesitant, not understanding what was going on at the Inner Palace Gate, he was so uneasy.

Fu Boyuan said: "We don't leave the palace? ”

"Hua Chun is reversed-"

A panicked shout sounded in the imperial palace at night.

Jing Mo listened to these shouts, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, Gu Xinglang hadn't attacked Xianzong yet, what kind of rebellion did Hua Chunlin make? "Hua Chunlin doesn't really want to rebel, does he?" Jing Mo muttered to himself.

The chief guard stood very close to Jing Mo, so he heard Jing Mo's whisper, the chief guard was very embarrassed, master, do you still want to be good?

"Let's go," Jing Mo turned back to Fu Boyuan, who was standing five steps away from him, and said: "It's not the opposite, it has nothing to do with you, you go to see the earth spirit." ”

Fu Boyuan knew that it would not be his turn to speak at this time, so he walked forward without saying a word.

The chief of the guard asked Jing Mo in a low voice: "Master, what about us?" ”

"Out of the palace," Jing Mo said. At this time, he had to stare at Fu Boyuan, the affairs in the palace, Jing Mo glanced at the inner palace gate, where the fire was about to reflect half of the sky, what do you like, he can't control anyone at this time. (So you're ready to do nothing?) -_-）

Yu Xiaoxiao came out of the Proud Winery on a horse tonight, followed by the four secret guards sent to her by the Xian Sect, at this time, Her Royal Highness the Princess stood in front of the palace gate on horseback, looked at the fire in the palace, and said in shock: "Are we late?" ”

The four dark guard brothers were also puzzled, and one brother said, "It's not late, right?" It's not the appointed hour yet. ”

A general of the Praetorian Guard ran up to the jade horse and shouted, "Princess, the horse master is reversed, uh," the general paused, and then shouted: "Hua Chunlin is also reversed." ”

The two horses are reversed, what is this called?!

A word to readers:

The second is more served.