Chapter 151: Releasing the Cold Arrow

Mu Qingchen, who was dressed in black, and "Ye Chengcheng" who was dressed in red stood back to back, the depth of the black, the enchanting of the red, the contrast was very sharp in this dark night.

Xiao Yi, who was dressed as Ye Chengcheng, knew in his heart that Qingchen had understood his identity, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw resoluteness in each other's eyes.

They said that they would trust each other, so whether it was Xiao Yi or Qingchen, they were very relieved to hand over the empty door behind their backs to each other, and only concentrated on facing the enemy in front of them, because they knew that they had each other's killing moves behind them to help them block.

Xiao Ling really came prepared, and waited around the cold palace, because there were more and more forbidden troops, and Xiao Yi and Mu Qingchen were surrounded heavily, and it seemed that they couldn't get out of the encirclement.

On the other side, the three thousand secret guards in Xiao Ling's hands were all dispatched to protect the forbidden army who were secretly shooting arrows, and fought with the black-clothed people brought by Xiao Yi.

At this time, Xiao Ling had already withdrawn from the fight, but stood aside, looking at the battles on all sides, and determined that Mu Qingchen and this so-called Ye Chengcheng were trapped by the forbidden army, and the people brought by the red-clothed Ye Lingcheng were almost wiped out by the secret guards, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be cold, but it seemed to be gloating.

Since the Queen Mother was frightened to death by those suddenly appeared heads in Ci'an Palace, he suspected that someone was secretly manipulating all this, so he couldn't wait to meet the Queen Mother, just for a showdown and to settle past grievances, so he also concluded that the other party would definitely take the same method towards Shen Bihuan.

Therefore, Xiao Ling planned and designed today's scene. used Shen Bihuan to murder the imperial heir and poison Concubine Shu to send him into the cold palace, and then set up a heavy ambush around the cold palace, just to catch the people behind the scenes.

Shen Bihuan entered the cold palace, did not cry or make trouble, An An was divided, and seemed to have accepted this fact, partly because everything made her disheartened, and on the other hand, it was because Xiao Ling gave her hope again when she was disheartened.

Because Xiao Ling told her that she only needs to go to the cold palace to be a bait, then he can not blame everything in the past. Shen Bihuan believed, so she came, but Xiao Ling did not rush to save her before Mu Qingchen killed her as promised, but let her lose her use value and completely disappear in this palace.

Waves of crowd tactics have made Qingchen a little tired to deal with, even if she has fought on the battlefield and fought with more enemy troops, even if she has been fighting with the enemy for days and nights in order to wait for reinforcements, but only at this moment did she truly realize that she was no longer the omnipotent Ye Chengcheng.

She is Mu Qingchen, she is already frail and sickly, her body is delicate, and her martial arts are invincible in her previous life, such a round of attacks makes her overwhelmed, if it weren't for Xiao Yi blocking more killing opportunities for her on the side, I'm afraid she would have been seriously injured by now.

The forbidden army is surging like a tide, and all kinds of offensives emerge one after another, and for a while, the sword and sword shadows, in this dark night, the chill is awe-inspiring.

In order to protect Qingchen, Xiao Yi had already suffered a slight injury, although it was fine, but looking at it also made Qingchen anxious and angry, and he was even more ruthless.

Seeing the endless stream of forbidden troops pouring from all sides of the palace, a trace of despair suddenly welled up in Qingchen's heart, the black-clothed people brought by Xiao Yi had all been lost in the hands of Xiao Ling's secret guards, but she and Xiao Yi were trapped by these forbidden troops and couldn't break free.

Whether it is the secret guard in Xiao Ling's hands or the wave of forbidden troops in front of him, they all have a great relationship with her. Because the secret guard was trained by her to help Xiao Ling, together with the three thousand hidden guards who were killed by the Ye family, it was her hard work and what she used to save her life, but unfortunately the three thousand hidden guards were dead, but the three thousand secret guards became her opponent.

And most of these forbidden troops were selected by the first emperor when he was there, and she also accompanied the first emperor, gave advice, and provided many ways to train the forbidden army.

However, now, these people she trained single-handedly don't know that she is Ye Chengcheng, but they have all become her opponents.

"Senior brother, take her away. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in mid-air, Feng Xiran appeared in front of Qingchen in a plain white shirt, and a sword was swung out, with a strong internal force and sword qi, sweeping down dozens of forbidden troops on the periphery, reducing the pressure on Qingchen and Xiao Yi a lot.

Xiao Yi has never formally met Feng Xiran, and when he was apprenticed to the master in the past, he only heard the master say that he had a talented senior brother with high martial arts, that is, Feng Xiran, the current number one master in martial arts, but for so many years, he had never seen his own senior brother who was clean and dusty.

But I didn't expect that the first time we met, it would be under such circumstances.

When Xiao Yi heard Feng Xiran call him junior brother, he knew in his heart that Feng Xiran also saw his identity, so Feng Xiran did not call him by his name, nor did he call him the prince, but replaced it with the word "junior brother", so that even if Xiao Ling had the heart to investigate, it would be a lot of trouble.

"Want to leave, it's not that easy!" Xiao Ling saw Feng Xiran appearing, and he was even more curious about the identity of the man dressed as Ye Chengcheng, so he couldn't let them go.

When the words fell, Xiao Ling made another move, luring Feng Xiran away from the outside of those forbidden armies, and fighting alone with himself, while Mu Qingchen and Xiao Yi were still surrounded by a group of forbidden troops, as assassins, and tried their best to slash and kill.

"I'll lure these forbidden troops away, and you take the opportunity to break out. Suddenly, Xiao Yi said in Qingchen's ear.

"I'm not leaving, I'm leaving, leaving you and Brother Feng to face danger here?" Qingchen refused without thinking about it, and never thought about leaving at all.

Who is Xiao Ling, no one knows better than her, the forbidden army and the secret guard in front of her are just the vanguard troops who come out to take the lead, if Xiao Ling only has such a hole card in his hand, then he will not be called Xiao Ling, so she is sure that if these forbidden army and secret guards are not used, there will be other people coming out, and they must all be blocked.

Xiao Yi heard Qingchen call Feng Xiran Brother Feng, and a thought flashed in his heart, but before he could think about it, he was interrupted by the successive attacks.

Not far away, the fight between Xiao Ling and Feng Xiran seemed to be doing their best, and the swords in their hands were merciless, colliding in the air, making a piercing sound, which was particularly clear in this quiet and restless night.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of Qingchen's eyes, she was startled, and looked towards the silver light, but saw a person hidden behind the palace wall in the east of the cold palace, it was Zhang Jing, the commander of the forbidden army who had never appeared, but saw that he was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, the arrow was on the string, the bow was also full, and the arrow pointed directly in the direction of Feng Xiran.

The sound of the arrow piercing the night sky sounded, and before Qingchen could warn, he saw the off-string arrow shoot towards Feng Xiran's chest.

"Brother Feng-" Qingchen shouted involuntarily, and the movements in his hands stopped, just looking at the scene in front of him, unbelievable and dumbfounded.

Feng Xiran heard the voice and was about to dodge, but was blocked by Xiao Ling's software, and the arrow did not hit his heart, but hit him in the left abdomen.

The arrow only penetrated the flesh for three points, and the blood stained the red and white clothes.

The master made a move, and the speed was at that moment, Feng Xiran just made a move, and Xiao Ling's soft sword was already on Feng Xiran's neck.

And the situation of Qingchen and Xiao Yi is not optimistic, Qingchen saw that Feng Xiran was sneak attacked, and the movements in his hands stopped when he reminded him, Xiao Yi did not hesitate to use his arm to block the knife for her in order to protect Qingchen, and a sudden stinging pain made Xiao Yi involuntarily let go of the long sword in his hand.

With a bang, the long sword fell to the ground, Xiao Yi suddenly turned into a bare hand, and Qingchen saw that Xiao Yi was injured, so he came back to his senses and continued to break through with Xiao Yi.

"Take down those two traitors, and don't let any of them go. After Xiao Ling restrained the seriously injured Feng Xiran, he spoke coldly, pointing at Xiao Yi and Qingchen, and said so.

Feng Xiran frowned, endured the pain from his left abdomen, and suddenly raised his arm, put his thumb and index finger in his mouth, and whistled loudly.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling slapped him, making Feng Xiran, who was already seriously injured, suddenly worse.

And just after the wind whistled, countless black-clothed people appeared and joined the battle group to help Xiao Yi and Qingchen resist the surging forbidden army.

Qingchen's gaze swept over these people's faces, although they were covered with a scarf, but the familiar eyes and martial arts let her know that it was Ning Chen, Ye Di and Tomorrow who led the brothers and sisters in the Star Picking Tower to enter the palace late at night, just so that she would not fall into the trap planned by Xiao Ling.

Xiao Yi seemed to understand Feng Xiran's intentions, so he took Qingchen in his arms, snatched a knife from the hand of a forbidden army, and then waved it, breaking through to the outside.

"Hurry up, don't let down Feng Xiran's hard work. ”

One of Ning Chen's subordinates brought him close to Qingchen, and as he said so, he and Xiao Yi performed light skills to forcibly bring Qingchen out of the encirclement of the forbidden army, and Qingchen noticed that the person who took her away with Xiao Yi turned out to be the little marquis Luo Jin, who was mixed with Ning Chen's subordinates and followed him into the palace.

And at this moment, Feng Xiran supported his injured body, carried enough internal strength, and once again attacked Xiao Ling on the side, at this time, Feng Xiran was no longer Xiao Ling's opponent at all, but he tried his best just to drag Xiao Ling's pace.

Ning Chen, Ye Di, Tomorrow and Luo Jin guarded Qingchen and Xiao Yi in four directions, blocking the hidden weapons and arrows from all sides for them, covering them and fighting and retreating, after fighting layer by layer, several people finally retreated to the outer wall of the Ninefold Palace, and Ning Chen and the other three blocked the remaining pursuers, while Luo Jin and Xiao Yi left quickly with Qingchen.

The killing behind him continued, Xiao Ling watched Mu Qingchen and the red-clothed Ye Chengcheng leave, but he couldn't get out, after all, the person who was stopping him now was Feng Xiran, who was known as the number one master in martial arts, even if Feng Xiran was already injured, his strength was still not to be underestimated.

And those forbidden troops only gained the upper hand for a while by relying on the strength of the crowd, and compared to the men who were guarding Mu Qingchen, they were not worth mentioning at all.

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(Tianjin)