The main road of more than 100 steps at the north gate of the capital was shattered by the sword of the old man with a sword, and the smoke and dust filled the air for nearly a quarter of an hour before dissipating.

The black-clothed woman took advantage of the chaos to get up to the roof and disappeared from Wang San's sight, who did not pursue, but ran directly towards the city gate.

At this time, one mile north of the city, Yu Mu intercepted Wang Shande with his speed advantage, the latter stopped and frowned, his fingers hooked a silk thread in the cuff, which was connected to a personal secret weapon.

Just as Wang Zhide was considering whether to pull the hidden weapon, a man with a gun came to his side.

"Lord Wang, Mr. Lu asked me to pick you up, and I'll leave it to Yuan here."

Wang Shande glanced at the man, nodded and turned to leave, this person was the owner of the baked cake stall that Wang Shande had a relationship with when he entered Beijing.

The middle-aged man looked at Yu Mu and Wang San, who came from not far away, licked his lips, and said:

"I've long heard that the dynasty secret guard is skilled, so let Yuan ask for advice today."

The man half-squatted down, poked out the spear in his hand, and made a starting gesture.

The big gun in the hand of the man surnamed Yuan was completely black, and even the tip of the gun was as black as ink, except that the tip of the gun was a little golden.

This gun, the name chisel gold.

Yu Mu frowned and looked at the other party, and said in a deep voice:

"Northern Turk Yuan White Tiger."

"Exactly down there."

The corner of the man's mouth grinned, and he didn't have the honest appearance when he sold baked cakes.

A black spear came out of the water like an oolong, piercing straight at the young man opposite.

Yu Mu pointed a knife at the tip of the opponent's spear, and his figure retreated with the help of force, standing with Wang San who came from behind.

"The golden gun is indeed worthy of its name."

Yu Mu glanced at the steel knife that had been shattered and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Wang San was as anxious as ever, and he was the first to crack out, he had already fought too many strange people this night, and he had failed to get any benefits every time, which made him a little irritable.

Yu Mu obviously knew the other party's temperament, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he followed closely.

The man nicknamed Yuan Baihu was originally a member of the Northern Turkistan general, and he has never been indomitable against the enemy, and it is common to be in the enemy formation.

On the other side, the two secret guards often perform tasks together, and the cooperation is very tacit, and at this moment a strategy is formulated with one look, Wang San attacks the upper plate, Yu Mu captures the lower plate, although the big gun is long, but it is only defensive.

For this kind of coordinated attack, Yuan Baihu obviously is not the first time to deal with it, he put up the chiseled golden gun in his hand, the tail of the gun is on the ground to resist the attack of the lower plate, the head of the gun is placed on the chest, while resisting Wang San's attack, he also stabs at short distances from time to time, and the three of them fight back and forth for a while.

Seeing that Wang Zhide was getting farther and farther away, Yu Mu and the others couldn't help but feel anxious, and they wanted to separate several times. Yuan Baihu, who could survive from the battlefield, was extremely experienced, and whenever someone tried to break away from the battle, he would shoot away from another person's attack, shake the body of the gun, and attack directly at the person who wanted to get out, and the latter could only passively resist, so as to form a scene of one drag and two.

……

The jet-black spear named Chi Jin was extremely fierce, and wherever the tip of the spear hit, it would inevitably shatter a piece of the blade, and at this moment, the steel knives in the hands of the two were already full of gaps.

"Damn, I already knew how to pick a good knife."

Wang Sanzheng was talking, a round of pitch-black full moon mixed with the sound of the wind whistling, he was a little embarrassed and hurriedly dodged, the big gun fell to the ground in response, and there was an extra pit in the place where he was originally standing.

"Such a domineering marksmanship, he deserves to be one of the four generals of Northern Turkistan." Yu Mu sighed.

"Fights are fights, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Yuan Baihu stabbed out again.

Yu Mu dangerously and dangerously turned away from the attack, and couldn't help but muttering in his heart: You have the ability to say this to the old man with a sword.

……

Just as several waves of people were fighting, a slightly chubby old man walked towards the palace gate.

The old man had a white face and no beard, dressed in luxurious purple clothes, and a simple long sword hanging from his waist that did not match his clothes.

Seeing this, the guards at the gate wanted to intercept him, but after seeing the old man's appearance, they knelt down one after another.

The chubby old man didn't go to see a few guards, but walked leisurely, walked directly past them, passing by the bright lights, and the eight terrifying pythons on his purple robe shone brightly.

……

"Yu Mutou, are you sure Huang Ying is okay over there."

The battle between Yu Mu and Wang San was already scorching, the weapons in their hands were already in tatters, but Yuan Baihu on the other side was becoming more and more courageous, and at this moment the fighting spirit was strong, and a big gun in his hand was danced by him.

Yu Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and said:

"In addition to that old monster in the dark guard, Huang Ying has the highest martial arts, she is the real snake, I am just a number, you can rest assured."

Wang San tugged at the corners of his mouth, "According to what you say, wouldn't it be a little difficult for Lao Tzu to enter the secret guard?" ”

"That's why they said that you should practice your sword well."

Yu Mu said, picking up the spear that attacked in front of him with a knife, and the steel knife in his hand was finally overwhelmed, and the "card bar" broke into two sections.

"It's almost time to withdraw, that old monster should be out of the palace, and leave the rest to him."

After Yu Mu finished speaking, he threw away half of the official knife in his hand and stepped back.

Seeing this, Wang San spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and his body began to regress.

"Why are you leaving, I'm not done yet!"

Yuan Baihu's upper body was already naked at the moment, and a knife edge was deep and the bones were visible, which Yu Mu did not hesitate to cut out in exchange for injuries.

"If you don't fight, if you want to die, you will chase after you."

After Wang San finished speaking, he threw out the steel knife in his hand and ran towards the city without looking back.

……

Inside the north gate of the capital, although the battle situation here is not as tragic as outside the city, the impact caused is far greater than that outside the city.

If it weren't for the old man's intention, I am afraid that the winner will be divided within ten moves, and he will not fight nearly a hundred moves to destroy only a few houses.

"Girl, the old man knows that you are deliberately delaying time, waiting for the old eunuch in the palace, even if he comes, what will happen? Can you stop the old man? ”

Huang Ying's resistance at the moment was already extremely difficult, and he didn't have any extra strength to talk to the old man again.

At this moment, a purple figure waved his hand and scattered the sword qi of the old man surnamed Ye, and then stood directly beside Huang Ying.

The old man surnamed Ye smiled when he saw this, "Yo, you old gelding is not dead yet?" ”

"You're not dead, how can I die?" The chubby old man spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Jian looked at the other party in a purple python robe, his eyes were sharp, and he slowly spoke:

"Zhou Xuantong, even if you become a powerful figure in the world, and you can't give birth to a son and become an emperor, what are you doing with your life? Instead of being timid, it's better to have a good fight with me. ”

The chubby old man didn't care about the other party's heart-wrenching words, but took off the simple long sword hanging from his waist, handed it to the woman next to him, and said:

"Your Majesty said that you can use a sword."

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the old man who was disrespectful on the other side, and swept straight out of the city.

Looking at the other party's distant figure, Ye Jian muttered: "It's still that dead virtue." ”

After speaking, he looked at the woman opposite again, "Female doll, can you use all your skills?" ”

……

The chubby old man named Zhou Xuantong walked out of the city gate and headed all the way to the north, his steps seemed to be unhurried, but his speed was extremely fast. Not long, he met the two Yu Mu who turned back halfway.

The two seemed to know the old man well, just nodded and said hello, and continued to run towards the city.

……

In the palace, the palace of nourishing the heart was brightly lit, and the emperor was lying on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time, although his body had reached the limit, he still wanted to wait for everything to settle.

The old man who left the palace tonight has many titles, such as the chief eunuch of the Internal Affairs Office, the eunuch of the palm seal of the celebrity, these are all visible on the surface.

When the first emperor was alive, he was personally given the surname Zhou, this treatment, even the eunuch Yan Hong at that time did not have it, and then Yan Hong cooperated with the four princes to rebel, and was beheaded by the royal authority to show the public, and the vacant position of the palm seal of the celebrant was held by Zhou Xuantong.

On the day of Zhou Xuantong's appointment, the Internal Affairs Office sent a big purple python robe, with eight pythons and four claws, only one level worse than the prince.

The reason why this highly qualified eunuch was valued by the first emperor, in addition to his identity as a veteran of the two dynasties, was mainly because of his other identity - the twelfth Hai pig of the secret guard.

The code name of the dark guard is never divided by the level of martial arts.

Secret guard missions are dangerous, and people often die in battle, and once a place becomes vacant, its code name will be immediately replaced by a new dark guard.

Since Taizu Wang Mu established the secret guard, in just thirty years, most of the twelve positions have been replaced, and the few remaining ones are either big or have extraordinary abilities.

Zhou Xuantong, a first-class eunuch in the palace, has been a pig since the establishment of the secret guard, and now it is still relying on his Tongzigong who has been raised for nearly sixty years.

This eunuch, who is extremely low-key in the palace, rarely has rumors, and even the control of the government that is very common in the eunuchs in power has never appeared.

In Zhou Xuantong's view, a slave is a slave, even if he has great rights, it is also given by the master, if he is proud of this pampering and has no one in his eyes, then he is not far from death. It was precisely because the previous eunuch did not understand this truth that he sent himself to the guillotine.

It is precisely because of this consciousness that Zhou Xuantong was able to reach today's height step by step in Da Nei.

Even though he has served three monarchs, now that he is wearing a python robe, Zhou Xuantong is still polite and thoughtful, and regards the emperor's words as a golden rule, and he has saved a lot of incense with the royal family.

Even if someone joins him for bullying one day, it will definitely be that person who will die.

……

Zhou Xuantong didn't touch the ground with his feet, and quickly ran towards the north, his time was only a quarter of an hour, and he wanted to kill the rebel Wang Zhide within this quarter of an hour.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of him.

The man was seven feet tall, powerful and powerful, and he was holding a big black gun in his hand, which was none other than Yuan Baihu, the general of the Northern Turkistan.

Yuan Baihu saw a white-haired and purple-robed old man running towards this side, and then thought about the words of the two secret guards before, and immediately had an answer in his heart, and then raised the big gun, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at the comer.

Zhou Xuan's face did not change, and he didn't even look at this man who repelled the two secret guards on his own.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Yuan Baihu grinned, turned the big gun in his hand around his waist, and slapped it out with all his strength.

Yuan Baihu's real name is Yuan He, originally a native of the Central Plains, hunting in the mountains and forests since childhood, sixteen black bears, twenty battles white tigers, and its title of "Yuan Baihu" came from this.

Later, he was favored by a spearman in Beitu, accepted as an introductory disciple, not only learned a skill, but also captured the heart of the little sister, and the two soon became relatives, and the chiseled golden gun in his hand was his wife's dowry.

Self-cultivation Qi family to govern the country and level the world, Yuan Baihu has already cultivated the Qi family, so he skipped governing the country and directly chose to pacify the world by force.

Yuan Baihu joined the army and became a general all the way, in terms of force alone, he could only rank in the top ten in Northern Turkistan, but with an extra chiseled golden gun in his hand, he could enter the top three.

……

In the face of the man's desperate blow, the giant eunuch Zhou Xuantong still did not reduce his speed, but with a wave of his right hand, his big sleeves swayed up, and he slapped on the black gun in front of him.

Yuan Baihu, a person who can fight with black bears, was photographed aside.

Yuan Baihu's face was shocked, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, threatening to leave this old man who didn't take it seriously.

Zhou Xuantong snorted coldly, the purple robe on his back bulged, and his true qi was released, and he actually squeezed the black gun to the limit, and he used the power of this gun to take advantage of the situation, and he had no intention of fighting.

Yuan Baihu looked at the other party's distant figure and froze in place.

……

On a canal north of the capital, a boat stopped in the middle of the river, and a woman at the bow of the boat was looking anxiously to the south.

"General Zhao, is there any news from the prince?" The woman asked softly.

The man behind him said in a deep voice: "Miss Nie, the spy hasn't come back yet." ”

After the man finished speaking, he hesitated slightly, and continued: "Miss Nie doesn't have to worry too much, Zhou Shensuan said that the prince is born when the dragon meets the water, as long as he comes to this canal, he will not worry about his life." ”

The woman frowned and said, "I'm afraid he won't be able to get here." ”

While the two were talking, a figure on the shore ran towards him, and he saw the man shoot a crossbow arrow in this direction, and the crossbow arrow hit the mast impartially.

Zhao Hu pulled out the crossbow arrow and unfolded the note tied to it.

"Great, the prince is less than ten miles according to this."

Zhao Hu slapped the railing, this time he sent three spies, as long as he saw the prince, he would leave two people to protect secretly, and the remaining one came back to report the news.

In this way, it is safe to do so nine times out of ten.

When the woman heard this, she was also relieved.

At that moment, a man stepped out of the cabin.

This person is wearing a purple robe, with crane hair and a childish face, which makes it impossible to see through the specific age.

"Chief Wendao, the prince is already on his way here, and he should be there in a while."

Zhao Hu said respectfully.

Right now, this Taoist who can't tell his age, holding a whisk in his hand, with long hair over his chest, looks like a fairy wind Dao bones, compared with Zhou Jiuer's sloppy old Taoist, he is simply a fairy descending to earth.

The old man, who was known as the elder of the Sect, did not answer, but just glanced up at the night sky, and then lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Not long, the old man's movements suddenly stopped, and he reluctantly stepped out towards the south, and he not only reached the shore directly, but also picked up a handful of river water.

Then Lao Dao took another step towards the south, and this step seemed to be gone.

Zhao Hu stood on the boat and looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, at first he still looked down on this pretentious old man, thinking that he was just a deceptive and famous thief, and his true ability was definitely not as good as Zhou Jiuer, but now it seems that Zhou Jiuer is clearly not left with scum.

……

Ten miles south of the canal, the old eunuch Zhou Xuantong twisted off the head of a spy, turned his head to look at Wang Zhide not far ahead, and said slowly:

"The slave is ordered by His Majesty to take the head of the prince."

Wang Zhide's face appeared solemn for the first time, this old monster is the last thing he wants to face, even if he has a powerful hidden weapon on his body, in front of the other party, there is still no full chance of winning.

The most hateful thing is that this old eunuch is only loyal to the emperor, and he is not greedy for fame and fortune, which makes him have no idea where to start.

Zhou Xuantong obviously didn't have that much patience, even if he drew his sword, he could only drag Old Man Ye for a quarter of an hour, and now most of the time has passed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan jumped up, formed a hook with his five fingers, and grabbed directly at the door of the king's handle.

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