Shen Miaoyan stared at him quietly and did not speak.

In the flower hall, the atmosphere is weird.

After a long time, Shen Miaoyan sighed lightly, "I actually know everything you want to do......

She said, got up and walked towards the outside of the flower hall.

With one foot stepping out of the threshold, she turned her head again, her little face was cold, and her emotions were indisputable, "Fourth brother." ”

Jun Tianlan looked at her quietly.

The girl pursed her lips and said seriously, "You must be careful." ”

She said and strode out of the flower hall.

Jun Tianlan's thin lips curled up in a shallow arc, and the gaze that fell on the elbow of the sauce was extremely gentle.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in from outside, and the girl turned around and came back at some point, hooked her arms around his neck, lowered her head and kissed his thin lips heavily, and then really left.

Approaching the evening, the sunset in the pickaxe capital is like blood, and tens of thousands of miles of sunset stretches across the sky, which is magnificent and gorgeous.

In the prince's mansion, Jun Tianlan was dressed in black and gold armor and stood under the eaves with his hands in his hands.

In front of him was the leader of the five Praetorian Guards.

All of them had solemn expressions and solemn expressions.

Fu Yi and Tian Xiang poured them full of wine, Jun Tianlan took the wine bowl, raised his head and drank it all, and then threw the wine bowl to the ground.

The rest of the Praetorian Guard leaders all followed suit, and for a time the courtyard was full of broken porcelain.

"The future of this is dangerous, if you succeed, you will be splendid and rich, and if you fail, your wealth will not be guaranteed. Lonely here, thank you for following! Jun Tianlan solemnly clenched his fists at the five people.

The five leaders returned the salute one after another, and their voices were loud, "Humble and swear to follow Your Highness to the death!" ”

Jun Tianlan stepped down the steps, his face was grim, and he walked towards the wind that was tied to the outside of the Dongliu Courtyard.

The five leaders followed suit.

Fu Yi and Tian Xiang were tidying up the yard, and they were munching on an apple in the cool night, and appeared under the verandah like a ghost.

At this time, the sunset was all over the land, and his eyes fell on Fuyi's face, and he pulled his lips and smiled, and casually threw the half-eaten apple at her.

The sound of breaking wind came, and he raised his hand to catch it, and when he saw that it was an apple that had been half gnawed, he immediately frowned in disgust, "Night Er!" ”

Among the night characters, Ye Rin ranks first, and Night Cool ranks second, which is not wrong.

"Sister Fuyi is so self-contained......" Ye Liang saw that Fuyi didn't throw out her apple, she suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes, then put her hands behind her head and left along the corridor, "I'm going to enter the palace, you keep that half of the apple for me, and wait for me to come back and eat." ”

He walked away, Tian Xiang looked at Fu Yi, and said with a smile: "Why do I think that this night is teasing you?" He's afraid he likes you, right? ”

"What nonsense!" Fuyi's cheeks were slightly red, but his expression was awe-inspiring, "The future of the master's future is unknown, we must guard the prince's mansion." ”

"Got it, it's a verbose garment!" Tim Xiang grinned.

On Changhuan Street, the long-abandoned Muqing Pavilion was solemn.

Dressed in fine armor and carrying the best weapons on their backs, they went all the way down to the dungeon, along the secret passage in the dungeon, and headed in the same direction.

Yeliang was dressed in black armor and walked in front unhurriedly.

If Wang Junyan is here, he will definitely find that the armor and weapons worn by these people are all the ones he hid in the imperial tomb.

Opposite the Muqing Pavilion, Fu Hongchen was dressed in a fiery red wide-sleeved robe, leaning on the Yunxiang Building, quietly staring at the building.

She knew what was going on inside.

Hope only ......

He can do it.

Imperial Palace, Beihua Gate.

More than a dozen Praetorian Guards came over with halberds, and their expressions were serious, "It's time to turn over!" ”

The Praetorian Guards guarding the door immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did you come so late today?" It's all dark! ”

The two teams staggered by, and the group of people who were handed over were complaining, and suddenly felt a chill on their necks.

The long sword slashed through their throats.

Ye Rin took off his helmet, looked around, quickly jumped up to the castle tower, and without hesitation, killed the people on the lookout, and directly opened the gate and hoisted the north gate high.

An army appeared outside the city gates.

The man at the head, dressed in black and gold thin armor, holding a dragon sword, carrying a flying cloud arrow, and the Danfeng eyes that came out from behind the armor flashed with bloodthirsty light, which was particularly terrifying.

Behind him, there were horses with bells, and the hooves of the horses were wrapped in thick cloths, and the army of thousands of people did not make a sound.

The light of the setting sun became more and more enchanting, and the red *** shone on the golden city gate, like blood.

The officials guarding the palace gate stood on the city tower and looked at the black army outside the city tower in shock.

Jun Tianlan's face was cold, he slowly stretched his bow and pulled the arrow, the flying cloud arrow aimed at the official's head, the arrow flashed a little blood, and rushed out from the bowstring, whistling through the air, shooting straight at the official.

Before the official could cry out for help, a cloud of blood suddenly burst out of his head.

Jun Tianlan held the reins in one hand and the Canglong knife in the other, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped towards the palace.

Behind him, the well-equipped black-armored army followed him into the palace like flowing water.

Everywhere they passed, all the guards with swords, the Praetorian Guards, the chamberlains, the palace maids, and so on, were beheaded under the hooves of the army.

Passing through the palace lane behind the Beihua Gate, the place that enters the eye is the Feiyun Palace.

The guards of the Feiyun Hall had already detected the rumors and packed up to meet the enemy.

Jun Tianlan took the lead, stared at the sword-bearing guards led by him, and said coldly: "Put down your weapons, Shu'er and the others are not guilty." ”

The guard was a child of the current dynasty family, staring at Jun Tianlan tremblingly and tremblingly, and even his voice was trembling, "You...... You are rebellious, you are rebelling! ”

"What about rebellion?" Jun Tianlan obviously had no patience to talk nonsense with him, so he directly took his bow and arrow, and hit the guard's head.

He didn't dare to delay for too long on the periphery of the palace, the longer he delayed, the more fully prepared the Qianyuan Palace would be.

In this war, his only advantage is surprise.

The wind turned into a black afterimage and galloped towards the guards.

The Canglong Knife silently sliced through the air, reaping the lives of all the guards.

Blood splattered on Jun Tianlan's armor, and those dark red eyes seemed to be bathed in blood, pure red, terrifyingly red.

Like a demon reborn.

Jun Tianlan led countless black-armored Praetorian Guards all the way over, seeing that the two palaces that were bypassed were the Qianhe Palace, but he was not guarded by the surrounding city walls, and hundreds of archers emerged.

The sharp arrow pointed directly at the thousands of black-armored Praetorian Guards, Jun Tianlan raised the Canglong Sword high and shouted: "Shield Array!" ”

There was a loud bang, and all the Praetorian Guards trapped in the palace alley were holding round black iron shields, covering their heads and covering each other, forming a black dragon in the palace alley.

The dense shields reflected the cold light, and the team seemed to turn into a sinuous black swimming dragon, and the shields turned into scales and slowly moved forward.

Countless sharp arrows fell on the shields, but they did not hurt the armor soldiers in the slightest.

They passed through the palace alley, automatically dispersed into a formation, and galloped towards the direction of Qianyuan Palace.

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