"There's such a thing. ”

In the shadow court, Xia Jiejie exclaimed.

The Son of Heaven was also stunned: "You... You don't know?"

Didn't you say that the Black Son of Heaven controlled the rivers and lakes?

With a casual glance, he saw a dense pile of unopened notes on the table, and the Son of Heaven suddenly changed his uncontrollable face.

With Xia Jiejie's blessing, Xia Yuxue, who was meditating in the Shadow Imperial Court recently, also just knew.

This epidemic made her feel strange.

At this moment, the pale-skinned princess walked out, "I'll take a look." ”

Xia Jiejie had no opinion, and the Son of Heaven suddenly had no opinion.

No matter from which point of view, Xia Yuxue is much more reliable than Heitianzi.

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Xia Yuxue was very efficient, and quickly understood the situation at this time through various channels.

She also figured out the situation of Uncle Xiaohuang, but she was not worried.

Twilight.

The pale-skinned princess sat quietly at the entrance of the West Gate of Chang'an.

In the shadows of the surrounding alleys, there are nine strange shadows, tall and short.

"Princess, it's getting dark, and the city gates are about to be closed for the night curfew. ”

The gate guards cautioned.

This princess's aura is too great, just wearing a moire plain white brocade robe, sitting quietly cross-legged, putting the bone-white knife on her legs, even with her eyes closed, it is also amazing.

It seems that there is a poisonous aura like a snake entangled, forming a never-ending whirlpool around her, making people dare not approach and approach.

can only look at this iceberg-like beauty as if looking at gods and demons from afar.

After hesitating for a long time, among the several guards at the city gate, one of them dared to lean over and say such a sentence.

"Keep the door open, I'll stay here tonight. ”

Xia Yuxue's voice is very cold and decisive.

"This..."

The guards at the gate who came forward were at a loss, according to the rules, this gate must be closed, and it would be a dereliction of duty not to close it.

Just as he hesitated, an officer rode his horse and said to the guard, "Listen to the princess, what should you do, just come tomorrow as usual." ”

The officer was clearly their superior, and with that, the guards left in a strange way.

Not only them, but also this officer is very strange.

The door is not closed at night, unprecedented.

But this directive... It is said to come from that one.

He remembered the way his boss pointed to the sky, and not only did he look back at Simon again.

The door is wide open.

The sky was getting dark, and the distance was no longer visible, and the gray wind swept in from outside the door, carrying the princess gray in the plain white brocade dress and carrying it forward.

Her body is not moving, her back is calm, and there is an infinite amount of murderous intent, reminiscent of a fierce beast that lurks and hunts.

The officer only glanced at it, and then rode away.

Soon, two elites with 1,000 people, carrying knives, were thousands of kilometers away from the West Gate, hiding in the streets and alleys, wrapping this place into a semicircle, like a net bag.

The people were all directly sent by Xia Zheng, the Son of Heaven, because he felt that Xia Yuxue would not come out of nowhere, and she naturally had a deep meaning in doing so.

However, he was wrong.

Summer rain and snow really don't have any deep meaning.

She's just waiting.

If there is really a source, it is really the source that drives this strange disease, and leaves such a thing as "the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the chickens and dogs are not left", then such an existence should have its own pride no matter what.

I'm waiting for you to come.

Are you coming?

I'm alone at the door, with my eyes closed and my knees crossed, with a knife in my hand, will you come alone?

One-on-one, do you dare?

If you don't dare, why do you say that you want to let the Great Zhou royal family chicken and dog not stay?

This is the logic of summer rain and snow.

And the so-called one-to-one ...

A group of people is also one, and an army is also one.

Xia Yuxue obviously thought that it would be better for a group of people to fight one.

She has the pride of a chivalrous man, and she doesn't match her daughter's appearance at all.

has the domineering spirit of the empress, talking and laughing about life and death, all in one thought.

However, it has the cunning of a hero, becoming a king or defeating a hero, who cares what means you use.

She had long legs crossed, and her ankles were covered with black boots.

In front of him, stretching forward, there are two rows of illuminated braziers, and on the wooden frame, there are burning torches, reflecting the blue bricks and black tiles, reflecting the door that is about to be killed in the West.

Xia Yuxue is alone.

Sit.

The wind is also calm.

Knife, also quiet.

Puff...

The flames suddenly began to shake wildly, as if a strong wind was sweeping from afar, like a fierce tiger.

Outside the city gate, by the wall, there was a sudden click, and a hand climbed, and another, and many.

Then, in this silent night, countless pairs of pupils with only black eyes slowly appeared, and in the firelight, the whole body was illuminated, that is, a group of ordinary people.

There is no reflection except for their eyes.

The elite guards who were lying in ambush only felt cold all over their bodies, and those people... It's weird.

However, Xia Yuxue did not move on her knees, slowly opened her eyes, her expression remained unchanged, but her left hand was already on the handle of the bone-white knife, the whole body leaned forward slightly, and the ink-colored chest slightly showed out from the plain white collar, but it did not affect the heroic posture at this moment.

However, the group of people who only had black eyes stopped in front of the gate and did not enter the west gate of Chang'an.

They seem to be waiting for something.

Waiting for someone to be the first to enter the door.

The knife is not out.

However, the flames of the West City Gate suddenly boiled, and the summer cicadas and frogs all quieted down.

Great might, terrifying power shrouded in.

Da...

The first sound of footsteps.

The two thousand elites who were ambushed in the distance only felt their hearts beating wildly.

Da...

Step 2.

It was like a huge mountain falling, Xia Yuxue felt the incomparable pressure, but she still squinted and never drew her knife.

Behind him, there was a scattered sound of kneeling.

This fragmentation quickly turned into a dense sound.

Two thousand elites, all on their knees!

Da Da...

In the firelight.

The snow-white Zen robes, as well as the emotionless and divine luster of the face, gradually became clear with the footsteps.

Seeing the people facing the city gate, the people who came smiled at them.

"You are..."

Xia Yuxue quickly searched for the identity of this person in her mind.

"Originally, I wanted to turn Chang'an into hell and let you die surrounded by fear.

But since someone from the Xia family opened the door to invite me, how could I miss the appointment?"

Speaking of the Xia family, the woman in snow-white Zen clothes seemed to have great mood swings, "All those surnamed Xia should die." ”

"Men have a man's way of dying, and women have a woman's way of dying. ”

She sneered, as if she was completely disdainful of the royal lady who stood in the way.

Then he walked from Xia Yuxue's side, holding his head high, as if he was in a hurry and wanted to go to the palace for a bigger amusement.

And as she walked in, the group of black-eyed infected people also rushed over, their bodies like ghosts, but... His face was lewd, and he looked at the princess sitting in the center of the west gate.

Some even licked their lips, swallowed saliva, and laughed.

They wanted to do something like that to the princess.

Xia Yuxue only felt that her whole body was surrounded by unimaginable power, and she couldn't move, even her pale palms, and her green tendons were exposed, and she couldn't move at all.

This woman... This woman's appearance is so familiar.

Countless images flashed through her mind, and finally stopped at one look.

It was matched by a jade Buddha statue.

Everything became clear and abrupt.

The pale princess gritted her teeth and suppressed and spit out four words: "Fengyue Channa." ”

And the anger in her heart, as well as the resentment at this time, suddenly moved with the princess, and she actually broke her feet and broke her right hand.

But it didn't matter, her left hand was already gripping the bone-white knife, and she screeched with the same arrogance and pride that would not bend to any god.

Draw an inch of your sword and slash at the gods and Buddhas!!

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