In the main courtyard of the palace, King Xiliang stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, looking at the southeast direction, the land of Southern Chu.

The moon shone right there, bright and holy.

When the guards came in, they waited far away, not daring to make a sound.

King Xiliang paced to the stone table and sat down, "What's the matter?"

The guard stepped forward and bowed his hand, "Your Majesty, the leader of Lang was invited by the eldest prince to drink, and he stayed for less than two incense sticks, and now he has come out. The leader of Lang has the smell of alcohol on his body, but he should not have drunk much, and he is now patrolling around the palace, extremely cautious."

King Xiliang sneered, "No matter how much wine he fills the leader, it's useless, the palace is surrounded by a net of heaven and earth, no matter who comes to save people, there will definitely be no return."

The guards should be.

King Xiliang said lightly, "Let people keep an eye on the outside of the Great Prince's Courtyard, as long as he doesn't save people himself, this king should not know about it."

"Yes."

The guards retreated.

Under the moonlight, the city of Ruze was silent, the streets were full of soldiers patrolling the night, and the dark tide was raging in the dark.

Three black shadows flew silently like ghosts.

The guard in the dark rubbed his eyes, looked at the empty dark alley, and muttered, "If you really keep staring at it for a long time, your eyes are dizzy."

The companion next to him laughed, "Look at you're scared. Don't worry, even if we leak it here, the thieves don't want to break into the palace. Over the years, there have been waves of assassins on the king, which one has not gone and never returned?"

The guard's words were full of admiration, "Leader Lang is worthy of being the first warrior of Xiliang."

His companion sneered, "What's the use of being the only one? I have heard that the king is good at setting up formations and is also good at poisoning, and those who enter the battle are either shot into hedgehogs by the trap or poisoned to death, and the death is more terrible than the other."

"Really?" The man exclaimed under his breath.

"Naturally, the comrade who cleaned up the corpse said it himself. And that day is different and unpredictable...... Shhhhh

There are countless guards in ambush inside and outside the palace, and the arrows are faintly cold in the night, and the swords are full of swords.

The palace walls are covered with densely arranged pine and cypress trees and rockery boulders.

Leader Lang frowned at the airtight defense on the back wall, "With so many people crowded here, are you still stretching out your hands and feet?" Aren't you afraid of being accidentally injured by the mechanism and shot into a sieve?"

None of the guards dared to speak, although this defense was still arranged by the leader of Lang.

"You two teams, go to the courtyard of the eldest prince and keep guard, don't let the eldest prince out of the courtyard. If the eldest prince still poured me wine, it was not a good sign. If the eldest prince is soft-hearted and is punished by the king, see who will protect you in the future!"

More than twenty guards whispered yes and quietly left.

The leader pointed to the remaining thirty or so guards, "You will divide ten more people to guard the courtyard wall, and the others will spread out evenly, be careful not to accidentally break into the arrow array."

The guards hesitated for a moment, it was really strange for the leader of Lang to arrange it like this. There is no need for too many people to defend the outside of the maze, and there is no need to send them to death. No one has broken through this maze yet, and they all died in the formation.

Leader Lang's eyes sank, the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and he said coldly, "Are you afraid of death?"

The guards did not dare to hesitate and dispersed.

The leader paced back and forth, observing the path of the guards. ….

After everyone was in place, he followed their route, through pine and Stonehenge, and safely reached the base of the palace wall.

As soon as he stood still, he saw five or six guards guarding the wall clutching their necks and falling to the ground! And the other party hasn't shown up yet!

He was secretly frightened, and stood in the back of the darkness to raise his sword to guard.

Then, several more people fell to the ground, and the three figures also floated down, and the cold light and sword shadows around them began to kill.

The opponent's combat power was terrifying, but in a quarter of an hour, dozens of guards who were alarmed inside and outside the palace walls were all wiped out. Such a master, in their hands, they can't pass three moves.

"The princess he took captive, the leader of their guards!"

One of them shouted.

Those two strangely tall men in black stabbed at him in an instant!

Even if he resisted with all his might, he was hit by two swords in two moves and was caught by the two.

"You can't beat this?" A tall man questioned.

Ye Chang frowned and looked at the leader of Lang, "I must have been frightened by the power of the prince."

"Leader Lang" looked at the man who was clasping his neck with eagle talons, "You are the King of Jin?"

Zhao Chengyuan tore off his scarf, revealing his stunning true face, and the bright moon and clear light shrouded his eyebrows, like an immortal descending. But the phoenix eyes of this immortal are like blood-stained blades, bloody and murderous.

His voice was cold and cold, "Exactly. Are you the leader of the guards, Lang Zheng?"

"Exactly. Lord Jin, look up for a long time."

"Leader Lang" looked at the outstanding man in front of him, and secretly said with such a look, there is no doubt that he is the real King of Jin.

His little girl, her vision is really good, and she chooses such a dragon and phoenix as her husband.

Zhao Chengyuan's subordinates increased their strength, "Where is Uchiko hiding?"

"Leader Lang" said, "The courtyard at the front of the West Cross Courtyard."

Zhao Chengyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "So refreshing?"

"Leader Lang" said, "You'll understand later."

Ye Chang said viciously, "You'd better be honest, if you annoy the prince, you will definitely be more uncomfortable alive than dead!"

Ye Chang and Huo Shan were just about to leave, but the "Lang Chief" reminded, "You step into the forest, and the mechanism will be activated. Poisonous sword, poisonous mist, which of you can withstand it?"

When Zhao Chengyuan heard this, he found that the person who set up the maze was a middle and high master, and when he looked at it from the outside, it seemed to be an extremely ordinary forest, and it seemed that he could cross it in a few steps. But once a person who doesn't understand the organ enters the battle and takes a wrong step, he will be more than lucky.

"Leader Lang" said, "I'm afraid I've alarmed the guards inside, you come with me."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at him, his eyes full of suspicion, "Who are you?"

"Leader Lang" frowned, "It doesn't matter who I am, do you still have a choice?" Either you enter or you leave."

"Okay, you lead the way."

Zhao Chengyuan motioned for Huo Shan and Ye Chang to follow behind, he followed Leader Lang in front, he knew a little bit about mechanical techniques, and if something was wrong, he could react in time.

The more Zhao Chengyuan walked in, the more frightened he became, until he got out of the maze, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

If he walked this maze by himself, I am afraid that every step he took would have to be thought about and calculated for a long time, and he would not be able to get out at all for half an hour. If it had been delayed for so long, I am afraid that King Xiliang would have activated the maze from the outside and trapped them inside.

As soon as they got out of the maze, a rain of arrows poured out towards them, and the four of them swung their swords to block while fighting a bloody path and rushed in the direction of the West Cross Courtyard.

The "Lang Chief" led them into a brightly lit courtyard and fought the guards inside.

Zhao Chengyuan was already red-eyed, regardless of men and women, those who stood in the way did not hesitate to kill with a sword, and did not dare to delay for half a minute.

He rushed into the temple.

In the palatial inner room, Han Youning was dressed in a Xiliang woman's dress, holding a fruit knife tightly in his hand, and looked at him vigilantly.

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