I saw that the first person had wide sleeves and light comfort, and a long sword came out of it, like a swimming dragon, between the cold light and ice and snow, the posture was fluttering, and between the lips and beaded sleeves, it was cold and lonely.

All the women who followed also danced their sleeves and sang, and for a while, under the glorious palace, they saw the black silk clothes and the snow sword contrasting with each other, and swept away the fat powder fragrance of the party, and the hunting style in the army was faintly visible.

At this time, the music stopped, and there was only the sound of singing in the hall, and the sound of drums resounded in the ears, as if to make people feel distraught, and there was only a sword flying up and down in front of them.

At this time, the viewer is depressed like a mountain, the heaven and the earth are low for a long time, the long sword is like a dragon shot for nine days, like a group of emperors and dragons, the full seat is relatively discolored, the plum blossoms in the bottle are destroyed by this strong wind, and they float down suddenly, and they actually bring a few points of solemnity and awe-inspiring.

The dancer's sword in the center danced more and more urgently, only to see a ball of silver light flying around his body, a heavy drum shocked the sky, and the long sleeves fluttered, it was actually a beautiful volley, kneeling on one knee under the seat of the emperor and queen!

Baojin watched the cold light coming from afar, and became more and more vigilant in his heart, and couldn't help but tighten the sleeves of Qingluo Palace.

To her surprise, the long sword in the dancer's hand did not shoot from his hand, but respectfully accepted the reward from the eunuch and retreated.

How so?

Baojin's stiff body couldn't help relaxing, she was suspicious, but she heard someone outside the hall hurriedly running into a person, panting and saying, "Your Majesty, it's amazing!" ”

In the midst of the joy of the hall, this hoarse and sad voice, with the unique sharpness of eunuchs, suddenly seemed like a ghost born in the flat ground, which made people tremble and couldn't help but feel creepy.

I saw that the man was dressed in the usual eunuch clothes, stumbling into the hall, and halfway through, he was stopped by Zhang Xun, who was holding the dust, and he rushed forward in a hurry, and actually knocked Zhang Xun into a.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Xun, who was the chief eunuch, felt disgraced, and couldn't help but be angry, kicked him down, and shouted: "This is in front of the emperor, what kind of body is it to shout and scream?!" ”

The man knelt and kowtowed, and he didn't know if he was panicked and tripped, or if Zhang Xun's kick was too strong, and he stabbed and rolled to the throne.

In the midst of everyone's low laughter, the little eunuch got up in embarrassment, and knelt down again in disgrace—

"Oh no......"

He staggered as if to step forward and grab the emperor's leg.

In the flash of light, the emperor suddenly got up and dodged to the left!

Hearing only a soft clang, the dragon chair he was sitting on was already like a honeycomb, full of dense hidden weapons.

At this time, the two guards standing beside Baojin had already reacted, one jumped up and pounced on the little eunuch, and the other helped the queen up, and was about to hide against the pillar on the side of the palace.

The little eunuch's green clothes flipped over, pulled out a short blade from his sleeve, and slashed it, cutting off half of the queen's phoenix crown, and a green silk came down, covering her face.

At this time, the temple was in chaos, and everyone reacted that someone had actually assassinated!

Immediately, I don't know who screamed, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall, as well as some low-level concubines, got up and ran around, screaming and running around.

The entire hall was suddenly plunged into chaos.

"The wolf son and the mirror disciple dare to call himself the emperor!"

The assassin shouted, and with a sword he avoided the queen, and no longer pursued, and with a twist of his sword, he immediately met the rushing guards again.

The sword was as powerful as the sound of a golden stone cracking, and the guard's saber was cut in two, and he was stunned as the assassin's short blade pierced his chest, and a string of blood splattered out, staining the golden dragon chair red.

The assassin was about to laugh loudly, but he only felt a chill on his neck, he subconsciously dodged, only to see the cold light, which was actually close to the skin, and the slightest mistake was the end of a cut throat!

The Emperor drew his sword and sneered at the Assassin, his moves were calm and fierce, and although he had not made a move for a long time, he was still extremely sharp.

At this time, I only heard a shout from under the stairs, the voice was crisp and pleasant, it was the women who accompanied the dance! They all pulled their blades out of their sleeves and hurried towards the temple gate.

They seemed to be weak, but they were extremely vicious, and they surrounded them, cut down the guards in front of the door, and pushed the temple door together, trying to close it.

In the chaos, the door of the temple made a heavy dull sound, and it was slowly closed, and the hall was suddenly dark, and the night wind in the crack of the door blew the lights of the hall swaying, and everyone's hearts sank more and more.

The guards outside the hall heard the sound of shouting and killing, although there was no order, but they couldn't help but enter the temple to save the driver, they knocked on the door of the temple desperately, some were anxious, and even poked the knives and guns in their hands fiercely, trying to break into the door.

Helplessly, the gate of the Qianqing Palace is made of thousand-year-old paulownia wood, hard and firm, it can be regarded as a unique in the world, only listen to the shouting and killing in front of the door, for a while, the people outside also do not want to attack.

The emperor and the assassin fought inextricably, there is a saying that "one inch is short, one inch is dangerous", the short blade in the assassin's hand is black, but one move is more powerful than the other, and although the emperor has the upper hand, but because the sword is too long, he spreads it to his heart's content, and he is afraid of hurting his beloved wife behind him.

At this time, those accompanying dancers relied on the large number of people, and they slaughtered the crowd unscrupulously, and although the remaining guards were highly skilled, they were repeatedly seriously injured due to the push and shoving of the crowd in the hall.

At this time, only a clear whistle was heard, the sound was crisp and beautiful, strange and long, but it was like a cuckoo crying blood, breaking through the air and rushing straight into the sky.

I saw a snow light rising into the sky, and the shadow flew up to the high gate, and the sword aura was like a white rainbow through the sun, dazzling.

I saw a sword like a fairy, like thunder and anger, like the clear light of the river and the sea, and that fluttering figure was actually the sword dancing woman!

"The faint gentleman is coming!"

She shouted.

At this time, the black shadow at the bottom of the stairs flickered, and a black thing was thrown to the ground with a roar, and it came straight towards the woman.

The woman smiled contemptuously, did not look at it, and slashed away with her sword, but unexpectedly, the gold and stone struck, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, falling from the air like a kite with a broken string.

What a strong internal force!