Unexpectedly, Liu Shen shook his head and said, "Not now, we have to stay here until the evening." ”

As soon as he stepped out of the noon gate and arrived at the square in front of the palace, Qin Yu suddenly felt a shock to his spirits, and his mind seemed to be a little clearer.

Liu Shen couldn't help but nod secretly when he saw this scene, as he guessed, Qin Yu, who was the reincarnation of the jade seal of the country, once he came into contact with these places that once had royal luck, it was like a dragon entering the sea and a tiger returning to the mountain.

The two of them walked around the Forbidden City for most of the day, and when they knew that the sky was gradually darkening, Liu Shen pulled Qin Yu to shake off the crowd and hid in a side hall without attracting attention.

It wasn't until the sun set, the moon rose, the scattered tourists completely dispersed, and the Forbidden City no longer allowed outsiders to enter, that Liu Shen pulled Qin Yu out of the side hall and took him straight to the Qianqing Palace in the middle of the Forbidden City.

Carefully avoiding the inspection of the patrolmen, Liu Shen led Qin Yu and slowly walked into the main hall of the Qianqing Palace.

As soon as he walked into the main hall, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly froze in place.

And Liu Shen didn't urge, just stood aside and looked at Qin Yu silently.

A thick white mist slowly overflowed from Qin Yu's body, and five clawed dragons appeared around him, playing freely in the clouds formed by the white mist.

Some gray mist also gradually rose on the ground of the Qianqing Palace, and these mist seemed to be being pulled away, silently condensed to Qin Yu's side, and also joined the cheering companions.

After a long time, Qin Yu took a deep breath, and the white mist and gray mist also poured back into his body in an instant, and when he opened his eyes again, an invisible coercion spread around him, but in the blink of an eye, it completely dissipated.

Liu Shen walked back again at this time and said softly, "How do you feel?" ”

Qin Yu's eyes flickered for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "I still need to look around again." ”

"Okay." Liu Shen responded, and then pulled Qin Yu towards the back of the Qianqing Palace.

Just as Liu Shen and Qin Yu were wandering around the palace, in a towering commercial office building in the imperial capital, a middle-aged man who was writing at his desk suddenly stopped the pen in his hand and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the Forbidden City.

Then I saw him pick up the phone on the table and press it a few times, and only after the phone was connected did he speak: "The Forbidden City's leyline luck has changed, hurry up and send someone to check it." ”

After hanging up the phone, he didn't seem to be at ease, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and said: "The leylines of the Forbidden City have changed, I don't worry about just letting that person's hand go down, you can also take a look." ”

On the other end of the phone, someone replied in a hoarse voice, "Got it." ”

The phone hung up, and only a busy tone remained.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Forbidden City and secretly speculating.

The forces of Cao, Liu and Wu have not moved, and the Yellow Turban Thief incident is about to happen, at this juncture, who will take the lead in fighting the idea of the earth's vein?

Half an hour later,

At this time, Qin Yu was following Liu Shen all the way to the Imperial Garden.

In the entire Forbidden City, the two of them have basically gone around in a circle, and the only place they haven't visited is now only here.

The vermilion corridor winds forward, the corridor is lined with artificial lakes, there are many rockeries and lotus ponds in the lake, and the bright moonlight should be on the lake, which makes people feel calm.

Qin Yu slowly walked forward while looking at the surrounding scenery, and with each step he took, bursts of gray mist rose from the ground and merged into his body.

"How?" Liu Shen looked at Qin Yu, whose brows were gradually stretched, and asked softly.

Qin Yu stretched out his left hand and shook it in front of him, and a gray mist rose out of his palm, conjuring up a phantom like spreading out a calligraphy and painting.

Looking at the appearance of the phantom, Qin Yu said softly: "It's almost formed." ”

"Before it's dark, let's finish this place."

Qin Yu agreed, and then turned his back on his hand, like an ancient emperor, walking along the corridor.

"Sure enough, someone is here, come here!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the visit, Qin Yu frowned and followed the voice, only to see a group of people wearing black combat uniforms, black masks, and flying sickles tied around their waists, slowly gathering in one place.

Looking at their neat movements, as well as their excellent physical fitness, Qin Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.

Not to mention the hooligans and ruffians of the Black Ditch Gang, even those scattered yellow turban thieves are obviously inferior to these gangs.

At least at the level of a professional soldier!

Qin Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his fists slowly clenched.

Liu Shen behind him looked at it for a moment, and then said, "Flying sickle? Could it be the Flying Scythe Army of the troops? ”

After hearing Liu Shen's words, Qin Yu was slightly stunned and said, "Are these people elite troops like the Yellow Turban Warriors?" ”

Liu Shen nodded, and then to: "Well, the Flying Scythe Army is the most elite of the Wuhuan troops, when facing the enemy, they often work in groups of three, two are responsible for containing each other's blades, and one is responsible for directly cutting off the other party's head with the Flying Scythe. ”

At this time, the people of the Flying Scythe Army had also been assembled, Qin Yu counted them roughly, and said casually: "There are eight people in total, how to divide them, you four and I four?" ”

"Eight of you, I'll help you press the formation."

Liu Shen sat directly on the handrail of the cloister, and he didn't mean to make a move.

"And what if they form a military formation?"

"Without the transfer of the military seal and the palm print general, even if 10,000 people come, they will not be able to form an army formation. Since you want to become stronger, don't think about being lazy, only actual combat is the fastest way to improve. ”

After speaking, Liu Shen raised his chin and motioned for Qin Yu to quickly deal with these people.

Qin Yu sighed helplessly, and then took a step forward, stopping directly in front of Liu Shen, facing the flying sickle army that was rushing towards him.

Seeing that Qin Yu came forward to intercept alone, the people of the Flying Scythe Army not only did not despise it, but stopped extremely cautiously.

Three of them took the initiative to step forward, untie the flying sickle from their waists, and shake it in their hands.

"Huh!"

The sound of breaking wind moved, and one person threw out a flying sickle, and the sharp sickle head drew a semicircle and attacked Qin Yu's neck!

Qin Yu hurriedly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the iron cable tied to the head of the sickle, who expected that the man's wrist flicked, and the iron rope suddenly drew an arc and directly put Qin Yu's left glove into it.

Immediately after that, the man pulled back violently, trying to drag Qin Yu to it, but unfortunately Qin Yu's physical fitness was strong, and his left hand slammed back, but he staggered a few steps under the opponent's feet.

Without waiting for Qin Yu's further action, another flying sickle was thrown in the air, and in a hurry, Qin Yu didn't have time to react at all, so he could only subconsciously stretch out his right hand, and then was restrained again by the other party in the same way.

"Die!"