Chapter 6: The Scholar Counterattacks as the Emperor (6)

A few days later.

Xiao 8: "Servant, Qi Wei is out of the house." ”

Qin Gong walked out with the piano on his back.

"Wait," Xiao 8 was very helpless, "You are so upright and bright carrying the piano outside in the blue sky and daylight, the ban on the piano has not been revoked, the outside grasps the piano tightly, you can't kill all the people in the imperial city, right?" ”

Qin Zhi was silent for a moment, then turned sideways and looked at the corner leading to the kitchen: "Come out." ”

The boy silently walked up to her.

She handed the piano over: "Put it away for me, and I'll ask you when I come back." ”

Aaron took the piano: "Okay." ”

"Don't follow me this time, I'll be back soon."

“…… Good. ”

Qin Gong walked into the street and felt a little unhappy when he felt the people following behind him. The boy agreed, but turned his head and followed her, not knowing where he had put her piano.

On the beams again?

Xiao 8: "Eh, you are going in the wrong direction, Qi Wei is not here." ”

Qin Gong: "I'll buy a weapon." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and entered a shop, which was a shop that sold musical instruments, and because of the ban on pianos, the pianos in the shop were removed and emptied.

She casually pointed to a white jade flute hanging on the wall: "I want that flute." ”

"Okay, girl, wait, I'll take it off for you......"

……

Over there, Qi Wei had just left the city, with four guards on the surface, and six guards in the secret to protect him.

"Lord Wang, that killer is still hiding in the imperial city, if it is ......"

Qi Wei interrupted the guard's words, and there was no trace of fear on Qingjun's face: "If she is really a chivalrous woman who does the right thing for heaven, then I have never done anything wrong, so naturally I am not afraid of her." ”

If she was just a simple killer, then he wouldn't stay at home because of this. Not to mention today...... His eyebrows and eyes were dyed with tenderness, and his best friends made an appointment, how could he not come?

Outside the Imperial City, Wantao Mountain.

As soon as he went to Peach Mountain, Qi Wei saw the figure practicing swords under the peach tree, and he had a smile in his eyes: "You are waiting here, don't follow me." ”

"Lord ......"

"Don't keep up."

His unquestioning tone caused several of the guards to stop in place, and they had to pay vigilant attention to the movements around them. And the dark guard formed an encirclement, protecting Qi Wei in the center.

"Changqing."

Hearing Qi Wei's voice, Yan Changqing put away his sword and glanced at him: "Isn't there something urgent to find me?" Why did you come later than me? ”

Qi Wei's complexion changed.

Yan Changqing put the sword back into his waist and frowned slightly: "You don't have anything to do with me in a hurry, right?" I'm coming in vain, you're ......."

"Changqing," Qi Weiqing's face was stained with worry, "I rushed here after receiving the news that you had something to talk about." ”

"What's going on?" Yan Changqing grabbed his hand, "I'm in Weilin City, and that person has calculated the time when I will come quickly...... And it's clearly your handwriting on the letter, who is it? ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of paper from his arms.

Similarly, Qi Wei also took out a note.

The two looked at each other's handwriting, and their faces were not very good-looking. There aren't many people who know about the two of them, and although they deliberately hide it, they can still find it if they want to find out.

Qi Wei pressed Yan Changqing's shoulder: "Changqing, you go quickly, I'm afraid this time it's a trap set against me, you ......"

"Qi Wei," Yan Changqing looked at him steadily, pressing the sword at his waist with one hand, "I can't leave you behind, even if I die, I will die in front of you." ”

Qi Wei's eyes moved, his lips moved, and he finally didn't say anything to ask him to go first: "Okay, let's go back to the city right now." ”

"No need." Yan Changqing pulled him back, blocking him in front of him, looking at the woman who suddenly fell from the sky, full of vigilance.

A few guards not far away rushed over to protect them, and the dark guards were also on the defensive.

Qi Wei looked at the woman who covered her mouth and nose with a strip of cloth at will, and touched the white jade flute in her hand, and had a guess in her heart: "The girl is a piano woman?" ”

Qin Gong raised the flute in his hand and did not reply.

"Every time you kill people with the sound of the qin, the world thinks that the qin is your weapon, where did you ever think that as long as you can play music, you can be a weapon, the ban on the qin is really a joke," Qi Wei walked out and stood side by side with Yan Changqing, "The world calls you a heroine, saying that you do the right thing for heaven and do not hurt innocent people, who is your target today?" ”

Qin Gong: "You." ”

He was not surprised: "Have I done anything unreasonable?" ”

Xiao 8 reminded in a low voice: "He himself has not done anything bad, but his mother is bad, and he has done a lot to the children born to other concubines, and now he is thinking of attacking the male protagonist's mother, Concubine Xi, and his mother has done all this for him." ”

Qin Gong slowly brought the flute to his lips.

Qi Wei said loudly: "Don't let her play the flute, interrupt her!" ”

Hearing that she was the killer who disturbed the imperial city, the guards and secret guards did not dare to be careless, and surrounded her. Yan Changqing picked up Qi Wei and ran away.

The Qin Servant flute had already played, and a sound wave spread out from the inside and outside, with a feminine energy.

The four guards with slightly inferior skills only felt that the yin qi had entered the body, and the meridians immediately felt blocked, and they couldn't lift their internal strength for a while. The secret guards are a little stronger, but the blockage of the meridians is not like that, and they desperately stop her, just to leave Qi Wei a way out.

Qin Gong didn't entangle with them for too long, and after injuring them, he raised his feet and chased them in the direction where Qi Wei and they had fled.

Seeing that he was already approaching the imperial city, a rapid flute sound came from behind him, Yan Changqing's internal force stagnated, and he pushed Qi Wei out, turned around and drew his sword and rushed towards Qin Shi: "Ah Wei, go quickly!" ”

Qi Wei smiled bitterly, she could catch up so quickly, how could he get away?

"Girl."

His hair and clothes were blown a little messy, but he did not hide his demeanor: "Since your goal is me, I beg you to spare my friend, and I am grateful." ”

He does not claim to be the king, but his expression is earnest.

"Qi Wei, shut up!" Yan Changqing raised his sword in front of him, his eyes red, "I don't want to have a disturbed conscience for the rest of my life, it's better to die together!" ”

She was able to block his meridians for a moment with just the sound of a flute, and this move alone was enough to prove the gap between them.

He couldn't beat her.

Xiao 8 was very moved: "Servants, don't let them go." ”

Qin Zhi was speechless, took down the flute, and his face was gloomy: "The task of killing people is yours." ”

Little 8 whispered bb: "This pot...... It's mine. ”

Qin Gong: "Do you still want to release it?" ”

Little 8 hesitated.

Her flute was close to her mouth, and a long, ethereal flute sounded. It was obviously very good, but Qi Wei and Yan Changqing felt that their qi and blood were surging, and blood was spurting out of their throats.

The negative internal power like epiphysis continues to invade their bodies.

Qin Gong took back the flute and asked Xiao 8: "Do you want to kill or release?" ”

Little 8 was entangled.

Yan Changqing plunged his sword into the ground to support his body, Qi Wei leaned on his arms, and there was no blood on their faces. They don't have the grief and indignation of others before they die, and they don't have fear and panic.

"Changqing, I'm sorry."

Yan Changqing leaned his head against him, and his voice was soft: "It's okay, Ah Wei, I ......"

"What?"

"Nothing."

The two of them held each other and faced death calmly.

Qin Gong's eyes were deep, and the flute moved to his mouth again.