The surging true qi had already filled the entire hall, and a fierce murderous aura suddenly came out of the sheath.

The three princes glanced at the man in the eunuch's costume, the man who drew a mighty sword.

Yes, that's the man!

The one who thought he was insignificant! The one who made a mistake and ended up defeating himself!

He overestimated the weight of the name of Wei and the prince, and underestimated the weight of a former entertainer. He was too high, and the strength of Kyoto's defense was too underestimating the martial arts of the person in front of him.

He overestimated the strength of Xu Tiansheng and the four guards, and he underestimated the anger of a person who had the heart of death and wanted to burn all the jade.

Now, four or five years have passed, this vengeful man is still standing in front of him after all, and he still hasn't been able to escape this catastrophe after all!

"This is probably fate, and it's probably my fate!"

He raised his glass, his eyes seemed to be full of relief, he did not resist, he did not hysteria, because he knew that the person in front of him could appear here, indicating that he had no chance, and he seemed to recall the past.

He recalled that when he was young, his mother held his hand and played in the whole mansion, and that beautiful woman would use her handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and ask him in a gentle voice if he was tired?

He recalled that once, outside the capital, a girl with a muddy face was sold for a penny by a gambler father in a simple tea shed.

Then the father, happily getting the money, lost again in a blink of an eye, overturned the table like a madman, grabbed a handful of money and ran out, only to be caught and beaten to death.

The little girl's tears washed the dirt off her face out of a white path, crying helplessly, begging helplessly.

He took her in, and she, willing to give everything for him, repaid him with everything she had, no matter how much he calculated, no matter how ruthless he was, no matter how flawed and frustrated he was, she still stayed by his side.

"The Queen Mother! The child has come to see you! I'm sorry, Shishi, I'll go first! ”

When the surrounding space seemed to have frozen, when everything seemed to be suspended, when a sword slashed through the throat of the third prince with a relieved face but tears in the corners of his eyes, when a golden light appeared in the hall and disappeared in an instant, this entanglement of hatred seemed to have finally come to an end.

Lin Che was a little distracted, he looked at the person in front of him, listening to what he had just said, thinking of his deceased fiancée, his face was expressionless, but tears came out of his eyes.

There was no pleasure he expected, no relief of revenge, just a burst of emptiness and endless sentimentality.

Revenge! But man still lies in the mountain, in the grave and sleeps!

Tong Zhen pierced Yang Huang's chest with a sword the moment Lin Che lost his mind. Yang Huang didn't resist, he didn't even make a sound in pain, he just put the third prince's cloak that had just been covered but slipped off, and covered it with great effort, and then fell on the stage.

Lin Che didn't pay attention to this, he raised his head silently, as if he wanted to look at the sky, but was isolated by the roof of the lobby, he felt a tightness in his chest, a roar in his head, he turned around and walked out silently.

The guards of the East Palace, as usual, were patrolling outside according to the established route, and the maids had already been sent by the three princes, and they were also accustomed to it, at this time, only Yang Huang could be by the side of the three princes, so they were also very knowledgeable, and they did not give orders, and they would not step into the palace.

Lin Che, who came out of the East Palace, has always been silent, unlike when he first came, at this time, he not only has no murderous aura, but more of a depressed spirit, and his expression looks a little trance.

"Lin Gongzi, the revenge has been avenged, please don't be too sad, I hope Gongzi can remember the agreement and go to the Yongning Palace for the two of us!"

Lin Che seemed to be awakened for a moment, he collected his emotions, cheered up, and went to Yongning Palace according to the established plan.

Yongning Palace, as the sleeping palace of the former queen, that is, the palace of the biological mother of the three princes, is a forbidden place in today's palace.

The emperor ordered that no one should approach without his will, and according to the information of Tong Zhen and Ye Xiaoxiao, although there were no guards inside, there were two top masters who were the "Eight Guards", taking care of what they wanted, this extremely contradictory approach was indeed curious.

In the Yongning Palace, a deep voice sounded.

"What day is today?"

The flickering firelight, flickering and flickering, a man with loose hair and limbs bound by huge chains of dark iron, In this slightly dimly lit dungeon, the figure was cast by the firelight like a demon.

"Today is the founding ceremony, and it is also the celebration of His Majesty the Emperor, the twenty-year celebration of the reign of the Emperor, Senior Ye!"

A man dressed in black with a gloomy face said.

"Hahaha! Zhao Qirui can actually be an emperor for 20 years! This is really in response to the sentence, the life of a good person is short, and the life of a wicked person is hard! ”

This deep voice made the space around him vibrate slightly.

"Your Majesty is diligent in government and loves the people, and in another twenty years, I'm afraid it won't be a problem, Ye Lao, there are many things you can't think of!"

On the other side, a man in Tsing Yi said indifferently.

"You said that the two of you, one is holding the Moyang Sword and the other is holding the Hebo Sword, in terms of swordsmanship, you may not lose to that Xu Tiansheng, and you guard me, an old man who has no power to fight back, what are you doing!"

The old man, who was bound by the dark iron, sat on the ground and said with some sarcasm.

"Senior Ye is too humble, back then, Senior Ye was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and no one could match his swordsmanship, and he was even the sword that opened the Shenyin Mountain, and he fought with Master Wu for a few days, he was a model for my generation of sword refiners! Even if we don't have a sword in our hands, the two of us are walking on thin ice! ”

The person in Tsing Yi is the old man's mouth, the guard who holds the sword of Hebo, these eight guards have no name, only according to the sword held by the individual, as a pronoun.

Among the eight guards, the leader is Mo Yang, also known as Mo Yao, who is the head of the eight swords, and he has not been seen on the rivers and lakes or even in the whole of Kyoto. The second seat is Hebo, who lives in a simple place, and has fewer opportunities to show up than Moyang.

The third to sixth places, that is, Deng Shi, Wan Feng, Long Quan and Tai'a who hunted down Lin Che with Xu Tiansheng back then.

The seventh and eighth cadres, Mo Ye, are similar to Moyang and Hebo, guarding the palace and beside the queen and Concubine De.

"Hahaha! Hebo, you sycophant, it's against your will! I remember the front, didn't you sit opposite each other from time to time, and talk about the world's swords here? Why, afraid that your boss will be jealous of you and dare not speak out? ”

Mo Yang's face was expressionless, but Hebo smiled.

"Senior, save it, it's been so many years!"

The old man known as Senior Ye also smiled.

"Hahaha! It's still the second child, it's interesting! Mo Yang, you boss, you are too gloomy and indifferent! ”

The old man tilted his head sideways and scratched the back of his head with his hand, and both Moyang and Hebo paused, as if they were particularly concerned.

"Don't be like this, if you can pull out the soul locking needle that An Gao wants with your hands, you can't keep me back then!"

The old man ignored the strange looks of the two of them, and continued to scratch and tickle himself.

"Ye Lao, in your life, have you ever encountered any opponents, in swordsmanship!"

Hebo asked with some curiosity.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the two swordsmen who had been guarding him since they were in their twenties, their achievements and strength were already one of the top swordsmen in the world, and he couldn't think of a few people who used swords in his memory, and he could definitely say that he had won them.

"To be honest, I practiced swords at the age of eight, and I have never been very talented, at least I think my qualifications are mediocre!"

Mo Yang's face was expressionless, but Hebo smiled.

"The year of the weak crown is just at the level of the seventh, and looking at that year, there are many similar peers. Traveled to the north and south of the river, went to the Juque Gate, and Yang Xiong had a few moves, the sword of the Juque Gate was domineering and strong, and the power was extraordinary, but it was not dexterous, although Yang Xiong had done a very good job, but he had not been able to jump out of the shackles, and I won unexpectedly. ”

Although these two have never been to the so-called rivers and lakes, this Yang Xiong and his giant sword have also heard a lot of rumors.

"I met Mo Wen, he hadn't resigned at that time, but he was also a marginal person in the officialdom, and at that time, he only regarded swordsmanship as a hobby. Although it is not as good as me, but for a talent who can be admitted to the imperial examination and become an official in the court, I think that I am not as talented as him. Later, I heard that he resigned from his official position and left with a sword, if you want to say that now, it should be at least similar to Xu Tiansheng, maybe even stronger. Of course, I've also met Tu Yijian, and now he should be called Tu Yizhang, and he is bored with a broken sword villa! ”

This Ye senior seemed to be more and more involved the more he talked, and Mo Yang next to him was silent, but he was an uncle and communicated with him.

"Then you and the owner of Broken Sword Villa have also made a move?"

The old man smiled, as if recalling the past.

"Of course, that butcher's swordsmanship is fierce, his potential is dangerous and his sword moves are strange, and he can be regarded as a master. It's just that compared to me, I lost! Compared with a Taoist priest who had just come down the mountain from the Seven Star Pavilion, he didn't win! I was about the same age as the butcher, but I was about ten years older than that, and although it didn't seem much different now, it was a bit of a bully to beat someone who was almost thirty years old back then. It was probably at that time that he broke the sword in his hand and practiced the palm of the broken sword. ”

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"What about the Sword Immortal Nanshan Monk?"

He Bo asked with some curiosity, and the old man looked up slightly as if he had suddenly thought of something, as if he was recalling the unforgettable past.

"Nanshan! compared, it should be at the junction of Yanxia and Xia. Back then, I once went to Qiyun Temple to find the senior monks inside to have a discussion, which can be regarded as learning scriptures! It just so happened that I left Qiyun Temple to go to Yan Kingdom, and Nanshan just set off from Yan Country and went to Qiyun Temple, the two of them saw each other very happily, chatted about swordsmanship, became more and more excited, and started to move! ”

"How's it going?"

Mo Yang's sudden words at this time made Senior Ye a little surprised, and Hebo just smiled.

"It's a win, but it's not a complete win!"

The old gentleman thoughtfully recalled that battle.

"I just started with him, and it was just on paper, and then I fought with wooden branches, probably, two days and two nights? Well, it should be almost three days, and it can be regarded as a back and forth, maybe there are many places to go, and I have seen more masters than him, and in the end, I still gradually took the advantage, but ......"

Mo Yang and He Bo both looked at Senior Ye intently.

"It's just that after Nanshan gradually fell behind, perhaps in the face of disadvantages and dangers, his potential was stimulated, and he was like an epiphany swordsman who completed his evolution! Although you call him 'Sword Fairy', I always think it is exaggerated, but that sword is indeed incredible, so that I still can't forget, although I have seen countless swordsmen, swordsmanship and famous swords, pondering and even using other people's sword moves, it is also common, but that sword I can only feel wonderful, failed to study and use it thoroughly. Even at this moment, I can't even describe the sword. ”

Mo Yang and Hebo fell into deep thought, so that the senior in front of them can have such an amazing sword move, it must be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods. Although they failed, or even had some disdain, to make a move with those swordsmen on the rivers and lakes, this "Sword Immortal" should indeed be a respectable opponent.

"That is, after that sword, my road to the rivers and lakes almost stopped. I didn't ask about the sword again, and I didn't compare the tricks! ”

The old man supported his head with one hand, lay on his side on the ground, looked at the top of his head, and thought about something.

"Then it seems that that the Sword Immortal Nanshan Monk, it can make you feel a little difficult to make Senior Ye give birth to such an exclamation!"

Hebo was a bit of a sycophant, but it made the old-timer grin.

"Or listen to what you say! But it's old, it's useless, so many years have passed, and now it's not Nanshan, even you, you can't beat it! ”

Mo Yang's face was gloomy, but he still looked at the old-timer in front of him cautiously.

"Old-timers! Again, save it! Over the years, you haven't been participating in martial arts for a day, I may still be joking, you look at my boss, does this look like a joke? ”

Hebo said meaningfully, obviously speaking very bluntly.

"Hahaha! That is, the perverted psychology of Zhao Qirui, the dog emperor, who wants to make me suffer humiliation and torture, make me worse than death, and let me be imprisoned and bound by this dark cage and cold dark iron chains forever. His suspicion and jealousy will not die, and the two of you can only look at me every day, and you can't kill me if you want to! Hahaha! ”

The old man rested his hands under his head, crossed his legs, and lay on the ground, a stone that he was familiar with and could not be more familiar with, and had been with him for nearly twenty years.

"Since the meridians are sealed, the true qi is locked, and the body is handcuffed, you still have to be stared at! I can't get out, so when I'm bored, I have to practice martial arts, in case one day I understand it thoroughly, once I break through the meridian blockade, force back the soul lock needle, and scare Zhao Qirui so much that he pees his pants, isn't it also fun? Hahaha! ”

Mo Yang and He Bo were noncommittal, they had already listened to too many words of this old man, all kinds of laughter and scolding, even when it came to the emperor, they ignored it.

The laughter of this Ye senior's laughter has not stopped, and the three of them seem to be suddenly nervous!

"Someone's coming!"

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