Chapter Ninety-Four: The Long Sword Splashes Three Feet of Water

He Fei only felt that her temples jumped suddenly, and this time she wanted to take the throne in the name of the young emperor, as if she had pushed the innocent child of the beggar kingdom to the forefront, and now it has not been widely publicized, it has attracted assassins to assassinate, and I don't know how tricky it will be in the future.

In the end, everyone is lonely, and no one can control anyone else.

Seeing that Heyu's face was pale, Hua'er helped her up and said, "The girl's body is just better, but you must not worry about hurting your body, and the slave will help the girl to sleep for a while." ”

He Yu thought that he was soft-spoken, even if he forcibly intervened, it would be useless, it was better to calm down and watch the changes.

He Yu sat on the edge of the collapse, still feeling up and down, and said: "You hang my two swords on the edge of the door, if there is any abnormal movement, so that I can know in time." ”

Hua'er nodded in response, and was just about to pick up the double sword of the ceremony and hang it up, when she suddenly heard a loud "bang", and the pair of large windows in the innermost hall were smashed head-on.

This sudden start, the master and servant were shocked, but they saw two men in black clothes and black hats covered in blood, curled up and half-dead on the ground.

Hua'er was so excited that Ling'er almost screamed, how sharp the two swords of the ceremony were, "Huh", the bright light overflowed, and the sword was immediately drawn out of the sheath, and the sword qi of the cold light splashed directly at these two uninvited guests.

At the moment of the shock, one of the men in black who was struggling turned his head, the man's eyes were blue, his eye sockets were sunken, as if he had been blind for a long time, and the end was Shenchen's person.

He Yu was stunned, and quickly stretched out his fingers to stop the momentum of the sword blade, and around this, Samchen and the person next to him were still injured by the cold sword qi, and there were cracked wounds under the black clothes.

He Yan felt a pang in his heart, there must be a great secret for Samchen to take the risk to appear here, and he was indeed reckless. She was afraid that the previous movement would be noticed, so she hurriedly collected the double sword of the ceremony, and asked Hua'er to close the curtain of the inner room and not allow anyone to come in.

A few words rolled out of Sanchen's hoarse throat, "He...... Girl, are you ......?"

He Yan lay beside him and whispered, "Grandpa, how did you get this way?"

At this time, the three souls of Shenchen were leisurely and misty, as if they were hanging on one breath, and their consciousness was already a little blurred. He Fei was so anxious that he couldn't force him anymore, and was just about to put the two of them on the bed, when he suddenly heard Cao'er knocking violently on the door outside: "Girl! Girl! Jiang Qi came with a group of people to search for people in our palace! Girl, you open the door!"

If he was struck by thunder, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and if they were asked to go out at this moment, I am afraid that the palace would be killed.

In a hurry, he had to make these two people temporarily hide in the compartment of the inner hall, which contained the tablet of the former prince, which she stood a few days ago to mourn Lou Che, presumably those heavenly soldiers did not dare to intrude.

As soon as he completed this series of movements, the door of the temple was rushed open by a jumble of footsteps, and forty or fifty pairs of iron shoes rushed in.

The flowers and grass were all thrown aside, Jiang Qi stood in the middle, and said in a strange manner: "Search for me! Search every inch carefully! If you can't catch the assassin, you will all die!"

He Yan looked at this face coldly, it was really the same as the box kiln that day, and now he folded his hands in front of him, and said coldly: "It's really lonely and unheard of in the next place, and the employer's hands are stretched out to Shangqing?"

Jiang Qi knew her details, and didn't care much about her, and said-for-tat: "Isn't this a girl with a concubine? Someone wants to assassinate the young emperor, and it is inevitable to search the palace, and now that you have been reduced to a prisoner, I advise you to settle down!"

Seeing dozens of stubborn men in and out of the trampling, tearing, beating, shattering, and throwing, without shying away, Fantine had been ruined in a mess in a moment.

After searching for a long time to no avail, He Yu glanced around with cold eyes, and said: "I have found it, I have turned it over, I don't have any assassins here, so I won't send it!"

Jiang Qi circled around a few times in the mess, squinted at the closed compartment of the inner hall, and said gloomily: "There are still fish that have slipped through the net." ”

The generals were about to rush up immediately, and He Yu Ji stepped forward and said solemnly: "This is the spiritual seat of the former prince, I see which of you dares to blaspheme the prince's soul!"

Jiang Qi pursed the corners of his lips and hugged his arms leisurely, "What did you say to Miss Heyu? Now that the young emperor will ascend the throne soon, change the dynasty, and the emperor and queen are gone, then what is the first prince? I advise the girl to withdraw this taboo thing as soon as possible." ”

With a wave of his palm, the nearby heavenly soldiers were about to shake off Hefei, only to hear a "snap" slap, and Hefei gave the heavenly soldier a slap head-on, and his eyes were already revealing the meaning of yin.

In the past, he always looked weak and easy-going, but today he is suddenly so fierce that it is unexpected. Jiang Qi was stunned and angry, "What a toast and don't eat and drink! Now that your backer is gone, and your employer is coming, you still dare to call out here! Someone has tied her up for me!"

Before the words fell, he felt a chill in his throat, and when he looked down, he saw that a long sword with a strong tempered and bladed like frost had been pointed at his throat, and the sword was close at hand, trembling slightly, blowing the blade and twisting his throat.

Standing in the pavilion, the sword is cold and better than the water, the person is a concubine, and the sword is a funeral.

This...... It's actually the Sword of Righteousness?

Jiang Qi's body trembled involuntarily, the legendary double sword of the tomb that hid the power of Yaoyuan's light was actually obtained by this woman?

He had dealt with this woman before, but he had never imagined that she would have such a sharp and sharp appearance.

He felt a foul liquid in his pants slowly flow down, and in a daze, the sword qi of the ritual had torn the flesh and skin of his neck, and he saw that it was a disaster of breaking his throat. The dozens of heavenly soldiers brought with him were also stunned, and none of them dared to offend the majesty of the two swords of the ceremony.

Jiang Qi changed into a villain's face, and said tremblingly: "Both...... It's the first prince's spiritual position here, I don't dare to offend, and I won't step down......"

There was no fluctuation in Heyu's eyes, and he forced him into a corner step by step, and said in the same gloomy tone: "Tell your master, he won't succeed." The sword is issued in the sword, and the next time it does not see blood, it will never be sheathed. ”

......

After Jiang Qi left, He Yu ordered the flowers and grass to close the door of the palace tightly, and then closed a thick curtain, and finally passed this pass.

Samchen was already dying, and several hideous wounds on his left chest penetrated deep into the texture, sticking together with the blood, hideous and terrifying.

He Yu took some hidden hemostatic medicine, and just finished bandaging Shenchen in a hurry, he suddenly saw that the person next to him was injured and unclear.

She thought about it for a while, but she didn't know that this person was coming to do this, and she didn't dare to bandage him rashly.

Senchen felt Hefei's hesitant gaze, struggled to sit up, panting, "Hehe, this is no one else-"

At the same time, the man in black also moved his shoulders slightly, stretched his hands up, and slowly took off the nocturnal black hat on his head.

He Yan's heart was pounding, the face of the man in black gradually revealed, and a long-lost and familiar feeling suddenly came to her heart.

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