The moon outside the window was full, and Ziqin stretched slightly.

He seems to be indifferent for many days, but in fact he has done his best, although he has foresight, systematic help, and his martial arts are not bad, but in the world of Gu Daxia, these must not represent anything.

There are too many amazing geniuses in this world, Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren, honest monks, and even Gu Qingfeng, the four masters of Da Nei, none of these people are mediocre talents, and it is indeed a difficult behavior to want to make moves under the noses of these people.

In particular, Ziqin must also cooperate with people like Mudao and Gongsun Auntie.

Even with the understanding of these people's surnames and weaknesses in the original book, Ziqin still tensed his nerves every moment, and he didn't even know when he would be betrayed by these people.

However, when he came to this last step, his heart suddenly calmed down in this last moment of waiting, and all his worries had disappeared.

Looking out the window, Tianzi Qin slowly got up, and at this moment, it was not far from the time to compare swords, and it was also not far from the last step of King Zhennan.

It is by no means a simple matter to kill the monarch and put any dynasty, but in this story, there is indeed this opportunity.

Ziqin opened the door and walked out, and outside the door, an old eunuch stood there respectfully.

Who is most familiar with in the palace, not the emperor or the guards, but these eunuchs and palace maids.

Here, an inconspicuous old eunuch may know every corner of the palace, because they may have cleaned the entire Forbidden City when they were younger.

The moon is already in the middle of the day, and Ziqin seems to have no way out, he can only follow the old eunuch.

In the distance, Ziqin could hear the sound of slight footsteps, which was the sound of palace guards mobilizing.

This is a strange world, where anything can happen, and the emperor knows that there are two people who will duel in the Forbidden Palace, where he deals with court affairs every day, but he has taken a tacit attitude.

Perhaps, this emperor is also an enlightened person.

Such an emperor should be a good emperor, but unfortunately, such a good emperor had to be killed.

Ziqin's heart was a little emotional for a while, but no amount of emotion could shake Ziqin's heart, he was no longer the extra, and at this moment he was a thorough Jianghu from the inside out.

There are fish in the rivers and lakes, which can turn into kun, and the kun spreads its wings and sways into peng.

Jianghu, perhaps this is the oldest existence of this nation, it does not belong to history, it does not belong to culture, but it is a spirit, it is leisurely, it is dignified, it is chivalrous, but it is also the surname Ren.

No one knows what it is, but many times he can decide a lot of things.

The night of the palace is very terrifying, the emperor and the concubines live in the natural lights, the sound of warblers and swallows, full of popularity, but how can the huge Forbidden City be bright everywhere, and those dark places look eerie.

Ziqin followed behind the old eunuch walked in a corridor with few people, the footsteps of the two people in the quiet of the night can be heard clearly, after turning a few corners, the old eunuch's footsteps suddenly paused slightly, Ziqin's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, in the dead of night in this gloomy corridor there was a gentle footsteps.

A figure trotted out from the corner, but it was a palace maid, with a deep fear on her face, as if she had seen something terrible, and as if she was frightened by the atmosphere around her.

"It turned out to be a palace maid who had just entered the palace."

The old eunuch laughed, he didn't pay attention to the palace maid, at this time he didn't have time, and it was not suitable to pay attention to a palace maid at all, he took Ziqin and walked past the palace maid.

However, the old eunuch who had just passed by the palace maid's side had already pressed one palm on the palace maid's side, and with only one palm, the palace maid's whole person trembled as if she had been struck by lightning, and the whole person slowly withered.

The old eunuch did not reply, and continued to walk forward.

Ziqin's expression on his face remained unchanged, and he also followed behind the old eunuch, however, when he passed by the fallen palace maid, Ziqin suddenly frowned, and on the ground, an extremely inconspicuous thing suddenly bounced into his hand, and he pinched it lightly but could determine that it was a small paper ball.

Ziqin continued to move forward quietly, but in his mind, he slowly overlapped the figure of the palace maid with a person.

In Lu Xiaofeng's world, I am afraid that no one can compare to Gongsun Auntie, this palace maid is **, but she is also Gongsun Auntie.

Soon, the old eunuch took Ziqin to a pavilion.

"Remember, rush in as soon as there is a noise in the meeting, you don't have much time, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue are peerless swordsmen, once they come out of the sword, they will die."

The old eunuch's voice was extremely low, Ziqin nodded lightly, and then the old eunuch quickly disappeared into the night, this old guy with good kung fu didn't want to participate in this last step at all.

Moonlight Zhongzi Qin slowly unfolded the note in his sleeve, and his face immediately became ugly, and at the same time, a prompt appeared in the system in his mind.

"Task, to deal with Ximen blowing snow, flying immortals outside the sky, a sword from the west, the world's most powerful peak place to face the world's most pinnacle swordsmanship, task reward, a peak comprehension, failure punishment, no need."

Ziqin opened the prompt of the system, looked at the task given by the system and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the three peaks are enough to explain the difficulty of this mission, and the most chilling thing is the three words of the final mission failure punishment, no, why not, just because there will never be a living mouth under the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow, if you can't deal with a sword from the west, you can only die.

It seems that the death of the famous world is by no means the death of the character, perhaps, but the real death.

Ziqin's palm clenched slightly, and when he unfolded it again, the note had become powder, and his gaze became sharp at the same time, upstairs, there was already a low sound of the sword, which was the sound of the long sword unsheathed, and Ziqin's figure disappeared in place.

At the top of the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng stepped on it, his light skills and swordsmanship were equally skillful, and when his figure fell from the sky, he let it be like a flying immortal from the sky.

There are dozens of people standing at the top of the Forbidden City at this moment, each of them is a master among the masters, however, when they saw Ye Gucheng coming, the breath of these people stagnated slightly at the same time, as long as you are still in the martial arts, as long as you are still practicing martial arts, when you are standing in the same place at the same time in front of the world-renowned Baiyun City Lord and the peerless swordsman Ximen Chuixue, you can't control your heartbeat.

The two men had reached the duel point, they both had swords at their waists, and it only took them a blink of an eye to draw their swords, and it seemed as if no one could stop them from drawing them.

"Wait a minute."

In the silence, a voice suddenly sounded, but it was Mu Daoren, in the original book, Wei Ziyun should have asked the two to show their swords, but Ziqin didn't dare to bet, so he asked Mu Dao Ren to delay the duel between the two no matter what method he used.

Baiyunguan naturally took Li Yanbei's assets of 1.9 million taels, and this bet may be able to win 14 million, but the bet that Mudaoren secretly collected is by no means less than this number, and Ziqin alone is definitely more than 10 million taels, so Mudaoren naturally tried his best to delay the time of the duel between the two.

"The sword lies in the heart, the hearts of the two are only afraid that they are not quiet at the moment, at this time it is the willow tops on the moon, why don't you wait for a while, wait for the heart to be quiet."

Mu Daoren was originally one of the three great swordsmen in the world, his words were naturally correct, Ye Gucheng's eyes showed a faint recognition, he nodded, but Ximen Fuxue hesitated, but seeing that Ye Gucheng had agreed and nodded with him.

Lu Xiaofeng stood there with a bitter face, the duel between the two was definitely a torture for Lu Xiaofeng, and the longer the duel between the two dragged on, the greater the torture for Lu Xiaofeng.

It's just that under this kind of torture, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes slowly looked at the overlapping buildings in the Forbidden City, his eyes seemed to be looking for something, and he seemed to be hesitating about something, but in the end it turned into a long sigh.

Ziqin had already rushed into the building, and as soon as he entered the building, he cut off the swords of several swordsmen, and then his expression calmed down, and he stood on the side of the window and looked inside.

This is an extremely luxurious bedroom, Ziqin from modern times has not seen a good room, and even the presidential suite of a five-star hotel Ziqin has been fortunate to see, but Ziqin dares to use his head to guarantee that even the presidential suite must not be as good as this bedroom, except for those modern household appliances, this bedroom is far more than the presidential suite in terms of furnishings and layout.

It's just that what is more attractive than this bedroom at the moment are two young people, two young people wearing dragon robes.

"The Snake King"

The young man in the dragon robe standing beside the bed spoke lightly, Ziqin looked at this person, he knew that this person was the current emperor.

When reading the original book, Ziqin never knew why Ye Gucheng praised this emperor so much, but then Ziqin understood why.

He obviously defeated the emperor's personal guard with one sword, and only needed one more sword to successfully kill the emperor, but this young son of heaven did not have the slightest fear on his face, just indifferent, calm as if there were no waves in the ancient well.

Such a person really has the majesty of the so-called Son of Heaven that only exists in books, which is implicit but not revealed, gathered but not revealed.

Such a person must also be a good emperor, an emperor who can be friends with his ministers, and an emperor who will never submit to any foreign race.

"If we change circumstances, we should be friends."

Looking at this young genius, his voice couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity if I have a friend."

The young Son of Heaven had already laughed, his laughter was a little helpless, but there was no bitterness and fear, Wang An couldn't help but want to stomp his feet, the matter of killing the king should be sooner rather than later, it should be fast rather than slow, there are many long nights and dreams.

"It's a pity."

Ziqin exhaled a breath, and the Xuangang sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and it seemed that he had only one way to get out of the sword.

(To be continued)