Chapter 157 The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City

It was night, but the Forbidden City was brightly lit.

Countless forbidden troops wearing black armor and dark face armor also surrounded the entire Forbidden City, and rows of bows and crossbows occupied the commanding heights.

The cold arrows are enough to make some people who are accustomed to light work straight up and down shudder!

"Today's imperial city is particularly heavily guarded."

His eyes fell on the forbidden soldiers in the imperial city, and Su Chen was also quiet.

"yes."

Although it was only August and not long after autumn, Mei Changsu put on a fox fur early, and nodded when he heard the words: "Tonight...... Our Mongolian commander is probably going to be too busy! ”

That's right.

At this moment, Meng Zhi, the commander of the forbidden army, is not only anxious, but he is so anxious that he burns his eyebrows!

"What's going on!"

Even if it was a deliberately suppressed voice, it was enough to make others feel the anxiety and anger in the tone of the voice owner.

But it's no wonder......

In the original plan, five ribbons corresponded to five places to enter the Forbidden City to watch the battle.

And yet at the moment.

In the palace, you can see people everywhere, with a blue ribbon tied around their waists or wrists......

And after seeing this scene, Meng Zhi's face was also like the bottom of a pot, looking at the initiator of all this.

Lu Xiaofeng!

"This ...... Commander Meng, I, Lu Xiaofeng, swear with my four eyebrows, I definitely didn't do it...... I only sent the ribbon out as you said, and I have no idea why this is the case. ”

The latter also had an innocent look on his face, and before Meng Zhi poured his anger on himself, he hurriedly said: "Besides, you also said that this silk is a tribute from the Western Regions, which is unique to the palace and is unique to the palace. ”

"This ......"

Meng Zhi was dumbfounded.

In any case, once things get big or something goes wrong, as the commander of the forbidden army and responsible for the security of the palace, he can't escape the crime of negligence.

"Forget it, it's done...... But if there is anything other than the bad pool, Lu Xiaofeng, you can't escape it! ”

glared at Lu Xiaofeng fiercely a few times, and Meng Zhi spoke.

In this regard, Lu Xiaofeng also nodded.

"Okay, I, Lu Xiaofeng, was born not afraid of having too much to do."

As more and more people in the palace gathered, Meng Zhi had to mobilize most of the inner guards here after secretly scolding Lu Xiaofeng for being bloody.

In case these people get into trouble and make some mess in the palace.

"The White Cloud City Lord is here!"

I don't know who said suddenly.

And under the moonlight, a figure in white has appeared, with a fluttering figure, like a wind, and the light skill is so high, that the competition is not under the "king of thieves".

As for Ximen Blowing Snow, he didn't know when he had appeared on the top of the Forbidden City.

The so-called top of the Forbidden City is the highest place in the Forbidden City!

And this is also the most central place of the imperial city.

The name is "Taihe Palace"!

In the moonlight, Ye Gucheng's face was really bloodless.

And although Simon Fuxue's face was also very pale, he was still a little angry.

Both of them were dressed in white and spotless, with no expression on their faces.

In an instant, their people had become as cold and sharp as their swords, completely devoid of emotion.

The two men stared at each other, their eyes glowing.

Everyone is far away from them. Although their swords were not yet unsheathed, their sword aura was terrifying.

This kind of fierce sword qi was originally emitted by themselves.

It's also the person they are that are terrifying, not the sword in their hands.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "After a long time, don't come unharmed?" ”

Ximen blows the snow and says: "Duomeng is perfect, and it is lucky." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Why bring up the old things again, in today's battle, you and I must do our best." ”

Simon Blowing Snow said: "Yes." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Very good. ”

His voice was already out of breath, and after saying two words, he seemed to be gasping for breath.

Ximen Fuxue was still expressionless, turned a blind eye, raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword." ”

Ximen blows the snow and says: "It is indeed a good sword." ”

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. ”

Their swords were raised, but they were still unsheathed.

The act of drawing a sword is actually an indispensable part of swordsmanship.

The two are obviously competing against each other.

Ximen Fuxue held the scabbard in his left hand, and his right hand hung down to his knees, and the whole person looked more like an unsheathed sword, cold, sharp, and sharp.

"Wait......"

Suddenly, he saw Simon blowing snow and opening his mouth, but it was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Wait? How long do you have to wait? ”

"Wait until the wound is no longer bleeding."

"Whoever is wounded, who is bleeding"

"You."

The conversation between the two is simple, but it's confusing.

Until......

But I saw Ye Gucheng's body swaying slightly, and on his snow-white clothes, large balls of blood were scattered, like pieces of blooming peonies.

Simon Fuxue sneered.

"My sword is a murder weapon, but I never kill anyone who wants to die."

As a swordsman, he naturally has his own pride.

And in the eyes of Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng at this moment is not worth his own shot.

Suddenly.

A figure went straight to the top of the Forbidden City.

His hands flew and he withdrew a dark cloud of poisonous sand.

This is the soul chasing sand that the Tang family has seen blood and sealed their throats, and when it is closer, the power is far more terrifying than that of Poison Li.

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes know that as long as one of these poisonous sand is hit on the face, half of the face must be shaved off, and if one is hit on the hand, one hand must be chopped off.

And the poisonous sand in Ye Gucheng's body is beyond count!

"He's not Ye Gucheng!"

Seeing Ye Gucheng's corpse fall to the ground from the top of the Forbidden City.

A figure also came to the front first, and wiped it on the face of "Ye Gucheng", and a layer of skin was torn off by him, but it was an extremely exquisitely made human skin mask.

However, the person under the mask has long since lost his breath.

"Hit the mark!"

…………

At the same time, another place in the palace.

The little emperor Zhu Puzhao also woke up from his sleep, and the moonlight was shining in from the window and shining on the blue gauze tent in front of the bed.

However, there was a figure in the room.

In a flash.

Zhu Puzhao came to his senses completely.

"Who?"

"Slave Wang An, serve the emperor with tea."

The person who spoke was Wang An, a confidant next to the emperor, who had served in the palace for many years and won the emperor's trust.

Thanks to this, the emperor did not scold anything, but said lightly.

"Stand down."

"The servant dares to beg His Majesty to see someone."

However, Wang An had no intention of leaving, but said lightly.

As his own cronies and eunuchs in the palace, Wang An's move can be regarded as an arrogance .......

Zhu Puzhao's face was also as heavy as water, and his face was a little ugly.

"Who?"