The night is like a splash of ink, gradually enveloping the earth, penetrating into every corner of the pickaxe capital.

Shen Miaoyan sat alone on the steps in front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, his cheek against a stone lion beside the steps, and his amber eyes were dim.

Yuming and Su Wen came over from the county lord's mansion, Yuming took a cloak and wrapped her in a low voice, "What is the county lord doing here?" More deeply, hurry back to the house with the slave and maid. ”

Shen Miaoyan blinked his eyes, and frost had already condensed on his eyelashes.

She shook her head, "Auntie, you go back and rest first, let me sit alone for a while." ”

Yuming and Su Wen glanced at each other, but they couldn't, so they had to go back to the county lord's mansion.

Shen Miaoyan leaned on the cold stone lion and remembered many things from the past.

When she was in Chu State, she was still young, and she also sat in front of the National Teacher's Mansion like this, waiting for him to come back.

No matter how cold or hot, he will always come back.

Will he be back on time this time?

It's the end of winter, but the night sky is snowing.

White and clean, in the hazy halo of lantern light, mournful and flying, holy and noble.

She reached out and caught a few sparkling snowflakes and slowly closed her palms.

At the same time, in the palace.

Torches on all sides.

Jun Tianlan pulled the reins, and thin snowflakes fell on his helmet and shoulders, making him look a little more depressed.

His army lined up behind him, and it was the other ten Praetorian Guards who surrounded them with torches.

A leading Xiao family disciple appeared in front of the torch and sneered: "Jun Tianlan, if you commit the following crimes, the crime cannot be punished!" Why don't you hurry up and get off your horse and surrender?! Maybe the master is in a good mood and will leave you a whole corpse! ”

The appearance of his shouting was full of vigor in the torches, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were the unique pride and confidence of the Xiao family.

Jun Tianlan looked at him quietly, his dark red eyes flowing bloodied under the armor, and after a while, he rode his horse violently and galloped towards the Xiao family disciple.

The oily-faced man obviously did not expect him to act so rashly, and was shocked, hurriedly hid behind the Praetorian Guard, and shouted: "Kill me, kill all these people!" Hurry up, hurry up! ”

He kept shouting, and the Praetorian Guards in front of him drew their swords one after another, and slashed at Jun Tianlan without saying anything.

The wind jumped up and stepped on the heads of several Praetorian Guards, and the Canglong Knife burst out in the dark night, and the sword light swept through, directly picking the lives of those Praetorian Guards.

The Xiao family disciple screamed, hugged his head violently, and Jun Tianlan grabbed the halberd of a dead corpse with an expressionless face, and threw it directly at the back of the Xiao family disciple.

The halberd pierced directly through the heart of the Xiao family disciple, shooting him from his horse to the ground, his head bleeding, and there was no chance to speak.

The Praetorian Guards in all directions were shocked by Jun Tianlan's methods, and subconsciously reined in their horses and took a few steps back.

Jun Tianlan looked around and said coldly, "Who else dares to stop me?" ”

His voice pierced through the three armies, revealing the power of the dragon, which was terrifying.

The Praetorian Guards looked at him blankly, only to feel that this man was unusually handsome in the night, like a god descending from the sky, which was really terrifying.

They agreed and took a few steps back.

At this moment, the sound of a piano came from the tall building.

The sound of the piano seemed to be caress casually, revealing careless confidence, teasing the cowering Praetorian Guards, who shouted in it, "The one who kills the prince will get ten thousand taels of gold", and for a while, the crowd was enthusiastic, and they rushed towards Jun Tianlan desperately.

Jun Tianlan was expressionless, slashing with a knife.

The two sides fought, and for a while, the sound of the entire palace shook the sky, resounding through the world.

Jun Tianlan was a black-clothed black horse, galloping on the battlefield, like a killing god, where he passed, countless lives were harvested, and the horses and armor were all splashed with blood, which was shocking at a glance.

Seeing that His Royal Highness was so brave, the five Praetorian Guards who followed him were also extremely brave, closely following him, and killing all the way to Qianyuan Palace.

In the night, the leading rider was lightning fast.

Jun Tianlan stared at the brightly lit palace in the distance, his dark red eyes narrowed, and the wind under the seat became more and more agile.

In front of the Qianyuan Palace, there is a wide white marble square.

The wind carried Jun Tianlan and rushed towards the high vermilion palace gate.

There were many memories in his dark red eyes, and he clearly remembered that when he first returned to Hojing, his legs were crippled, and he entered the palace to greet him, but he asked him to kneel down and ask him to say goodbye.

As many ministers watched, he was helped out of his wheelchair by two Ye Rin and Ye Han, and knelt down to him with difficulty.

He remembered that his leg was healed later, and in the wind and rain, he entered the palace to ask for peace, but he was hung outside the Qianyuan Palace, quietly watching his other brothers, and calmly went in to say goodbye.

He is the only one, the only one who has been abandoned by him.

Even if it doesn't work, he clearly cares.

It's only him, it's only him, and he can't wait to get rid of it.

A sharp arrow pierced through the air and pierced straight ahead of the gale.

The wind raised its front hooves and hissed in the air.

Jun Tianlan grabbed the reins, and the tall man in pale golden armor stood outside the Qianyuan Palace, holding Fang Tian's halberd, quietly staring at him.

Jun Tianlan recognized him, he was the leader of the dragon guard, the trump card held by that man.

Long Wei has been loyal to the Great Zhou Emperor for generations, and it is not unusual to appear here.

The five forbidden armies broke out of the encirclement and followed closely to the outside of the Qianyuan Palace.

After the ten Praetorian Guards fought and killed, only half of their strength remained, and almost all of them were covered with colors, Rao is Ye Rin, and their left arm was also slashed.

However, the other party was not much better, and the ten Praetorian Guards were almost wiped out.

Ye Rin gasped and stared at the Qianyuan Palace, but Jun's face was quite excited, "Your Highness, as long as we break through this layer of Dragon Guard, we will gain momentum!" ”

Jun Tianlan's hand holding the long knife slowly tightened, and his eyes stared at the leader of the Dragon Guard without blinking.

Qin Yuan had looked through the vast ancient books, but he had never found a record of Long Wei's words in them.

They only knew that the Great Zhou Emperor had an elusive secret guard army in his hands, called Long Wei, but they didn't know how many people there were, where they usually hid, and what their skills were.

See you tonight......

Jun Tianlan clearly sensed the danger from that man.

In the next moment, the tower-tall man suddenly rose from the ground, holding two blades in his hand, and attacked him with an expressionless face.

He was extremely fast, Jun Tianlan jumped up, the Canglong knife held one of his blades, and he immediately attacked with another knife.

Jun Tianlan turned over and dismounted, and fought with him on the ground.

Countless dragon guards in pale golden armor poured out from the Qianhe Palace, surrounding the remaining Praetorian Guards.

Ye Rin stared closely at the battle between Jun Tianlan and the leader of the Dragon Guard, and subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

That leader of the Dragon Guard, fighting with His Highness, did not fall behind at all!

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