The guards brought ladders, untied Xuanyi's body, cleaned up the blood stains according to Emperor Zhongping's instructions, and threw the corpse on the top of the mountain to wait for the goshawk to take her internal organs. And Chu Qing, who had been waiting in the cemetery for a long time, felt uneasy, and estimated that the three incense sticks had passed, but he had not yet seen Xuanyi leave the palace.

After a while, there was no trace of Xuanyi, Chu Qing'an felt more and more uneasy, looked up, the silver moon was sinking, and an old crow flew over, perched on an old tree in the mausoleum, screaming loudly, Chu Qing'an followed the sound, and the old crow flapped its wings and flew up again, circled the tree three times, and flew towards the palace. This omen is extremely ominous, and Chu Qing'an can abandon it?

A strong sense of uneasiness drove her to enter the palace to explore, and she couldn't care about her lack of work. Quickly broke out of the cemetery, came to the outer wall of the palace, looked around, confirmed that there was no one around, then bent his legs slightly, staggered his feet, kicked suddenly, his waist was strong, turned over and fell on the wall, he didn't dare to stand up, seeing that there was nothing unusual in the palace, he relaxed his vigilance slightly, and was about to turn over and go down the wall, when he suddenly heard the hunting wind in his ears, and Chu Qing'an looked up.

I saw an arrow flying, tearing through the wind, Chu Qing'an couldn't dodge, and was shot in the left shoulder by the arrow, through the shoulder blade, and a sharp pain came from the left shoulder, Chu Qing'an stood unsteadily, and then fell off the wall.

Falling to the ground, Chu Qing'an, who was dizzy, became more and more awake from the severe pain of repeated attacks, and slowly stood up holding on to the wall, his pretty face was distorted, his brows were tightly locked, and his silver teeth were biting, Chu Qing'an's right hand tightly grasped the tail of the arrow, his eyes were slightly closed, his heart was horizontal, and with a muffled snort, he pulled the arrow out of his shoulder, and blood had already oozed from between his fingers.

The arrow wound on the left shoulder was also constantly gushing blood, soaking the green gauze brocade on the left shoulder and dyeing it red, Chu Qing'an pointed at his acupoint, temporarily suppressed the injury, and controlled the bleeding. Holding his shoulders tightly, Chu Qing'an was about to leave here, and the heavy-armored guards rushed out of the corners on both sides, quickly trapping Chu Qing'an in it.

"A mere Central Plains person, who dared to go up the mountain alone, came to the top of the mountains, and dared to break into the palace at night, really didn't know whether to live or die. Emperor Zhongping's voice sounded, the heavily armored guards lined up on both sides, Emperor Zhongping strode over with his hands behind his back, looked at the embarrassed Chu Qing'an in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer, "Unless, you still have an internal response who is familiar with the terrain." ”

After that, Emperor Zhongping took out a black package, which was still stained with specks of blood, and that package was just a piece of blood-stained cloth, not just ripped it off from somewhere, opened the package, threw the blood-stained black cloth in front of Chu Qing'an's eyes, and held the snow-rock cloud cultivation grass in the package in his hand, and the snow-white herb that had been soaked in blood for a long time had already turned scarlet.

"Perhaps, you're looking for it. Emperor Zhongping said with a cruel smile.

"This is ......" Chu Qing'an condensed, looked at it carefully, narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes, "Snow Rock Cultivation Cloud Grass!"

Emperor Zhongping laughed loudly: "For the sake of a herb, you lost a life, is this the chivalrous righteousness pursued by your Central Plains, and the friendship you firmly believe." Chu Qing'an looked at the blood-red snow rock cultivation cloud grass and the blood-stained black veil on the ground, and seemed to understand something, and the five fingers that held down the left button became more and more forceful, urging the wound to ooze blood again.

"You...... You killed...... Xuanyi ......" Chu Qing'an's face was full of sorrow and sourness, his trembling voice was interrupted by heavy breathing, his abdomen was tumbling inside, and tears flashed in his eyes. Chu Qing'an "brushed" and pulled out the snow folding sword, the snow-white sword body was cold, and the blue and white lights were entwined together, like a little star twinkling.

"Hmph, just with you alone, and still injured, can An fight against my Eagle Clan?" Emperor Zhongping sneered disdainfully, "I will let you come and go today!"

"You can try it!" Chu Qing'an crossed the sword in front of him, his words were cold, but the sword body trembled slightly.

The heavily armored guards drew their waist knives together, and the dense steel knives stood in their hands, reflecting the moonlight, like swords and mountains and forests, and the cold was pressing. A guard who was closer to Chu Qing'an took the lead in slashing at it, Chu Qing'an raised his snow sword to block the knife, his footsteps spun, twisted the sword body, and slashed a sword at the guard with his backhand.

The guard panicked and was about to retreat, but the steel knife was caught by Chu Qing'an's Folding Snow Sword, and when he broke free, Chu Qing'an suddenly let go, and the man staggered backwards, Chu Qing'an kicked out again, hitting the guard's lower abdomen, turned around and took the Folding Snow Sword, and the guard also fell to the ground.

The tip of the sword fell, pointing straight at the center of the eyebrow. Chu Qing'an's green shirt fluttered, and his eyes were like stars. Emperor Zhongping still didn't put the injured Central Plains woman in front of him in his eyes, and said with a light snort: "Let's go together!" The heavily armored guards got the order, and they all turned around with their knives and rushed towards Chu Qing'an.

The black pressed iron armor, the cold light was dignified, like a dark cloud, churning towards Chu Qing'an, the two knives overlapped and cut horizontally, Chu Qing'an leaned over and rolled on the ground, holding the sword in his right hand and the sheath in his left hand, his arms vibrated outward, and the scabbard and the hilt of the sword hit both sides, hitting the lower abdomen of the two people, shaking them back.

Another knife was cut down on the head, Chu Qing'an half-squatted, the horizontal sword to block, and in the blink of an eye, three or four knives also fell on the head, pressing the snow folding sword down by three inches. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to defeat with four hands, Chu Qing'an's own martial arts skills are not high, and he has been injured, how can he be able to defeat these hundreds of well-trained ironclad guards? The sword body was pressed down inch by inch, Chu Qing'an's tight arms gradually became sore, and the blood stain on his left shoulder, which had already been air-dried, was soaked with oozing blood.

A guard slashed Chu Qing'an from behind, wanting to point her to death. Chu Qing'an couldn't advance or retreat, if he withdrew like this, he was afraid that before he could dodge, he would be cut into meat sauce with a knife. At the last moment, Chu Qingan first lay down on his back to the sky, kicked several guards in front of him to the ground with a kick of both feet, and then rolled over and rolled away, dodging the knife above his head.

The knife was cut down against the side of the face, Chu Qingan stood up with a carp upright, turned around and kicked the person in front of the door, but he didn't want to be kicked in the back again, he staggered forward and fell to the ground, and the Xue Xue Sword was still clutched in his hand. The blood dripping from his left shoulder stained the ground under Chu Qing'an's body red.

Turning over with all his might, he looked angrily at Emperor Zhongping who was walking slowly, Emperor Zhongping blinked, and sneered disdainfully: "Is this the strength of the Central Plains Martial Arts? It seems that it is nothing more than that." I will unify the Central Plains, just around the corner. "Idiots talk about dreams!" Chu Qing'an cursed. Emperor Zhongping bowed slightly, his fingers hooked Chu Qing'an's chin, but she turned his head to avoid it, Emperor Zhongping couldn't help frowning and smacking his tongue: "Tut-tut, such a good girl, why bother learning martial arts, so that she ended up today." If you are willing to surrender, this king can make you a concubine, and when you conquer the Central Plains in the future, you will be glorious and rich, and you will be used for a lifetime, isn't it beautiful?"

"Hmph, there is an emperor in the Chaoying Clan, why worry about not destroying the clan!" Chu Qing'an said, and actually laughed, which angered Emperor Zhongping, and actually slapped Chu Qing'an on the face, leaving a crimson palm print. Emperor Zhongping turned around and left, and said angrily: "Break her body into ten thousand pieces, and throw her in front of the south gate of Luoyan Mansion tomorrow to deter the Central Plains Martial Arts!"

"Yes!" The guards stepped forward and grabbed Chu Qing'an's arms, held her in, and one of them opened the steel knife, aimed at Chu Qing'an's snow-white neck, and raised the knife again, rounded his arms, and was about to fall. Between the lightning and flint, a man fell from the sky, slapped on the steel knife, shattered it into pieces, flashed with golden light, and swept with one leg, knocking the surrounding heavy armor soldiers to the ground.

Chu Qing'an hung his head, his eyes were closed, he was ready to die, who knew that after waiting for a long time, the cold cold air behind his neck no longer existed, and when he looked up, he saw that the person was wearing a linen cloth, the clouds were scattered, a long ponytail fluttered behind him, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was compelling, it was the cherry blossom doctor who left Jiangjiu! It turned out that Lijiangjiu had been worried about it since Chu Qing'an left Mengyao Mountain, and he couldn't rest assured, so he secretly followed, and refused to appear at the critical moment, and now Xuanyi is dead, Chu Qing'an is in danger, and Lijiangjiu has to show up.

It's just that Lijiangjiu's internal injuries have not fully recovered, and I don't know what the situation is.

I saw Lijiangjiu flipping a few somersaults in a row, and then fell in front of Emperor Zhongping, making Emperor Zhongping stunned, and then he was shocked, panicked, stunned, and retreated again and again. Lijiangjiu slapped the back of his outstretched left hand, and the snow rock cultivation cloud grass in his hand flew into the air, and Lijiangjiu flew up and took the herb in his hand and put it in his arms. It fell again, blocking in front of Chu Qing'an.

"Senior ......" Chu Qing'an was no longer able to support his heavy body, and as soon as his arms were bent, he was about to fall, but Li Jiangjiu hurriedly supported her, slowly stood up, and Li Jiangjiu's vigilant eyes never left the group of guards.

"Who are you?!" Emperor Zhongping only felt a heroic spirit rushing to his face, and that kind of momentum that was not angry and self-authoritative was by no means an ordinary sense of oppression that could be compared with it. Lijiangjiu didn't answer, but whispered in Chu Qing'an's ear: "Girl, listen well." Later, I will contain them, you just run down the mountain, find a place to hide, after the hour, you and I will turn outside the Luoyan Mansion, although the Eagle Clan is strong, but they will never dare to attack rashly, and it will be safe after entering the city. Do you understand?"

"But senior, you ......" Chu Qing'an was a little reluctant to go, she begged Lijiangjiu to let herself come to the top of the mountains to find Xueyan Xiuyun Grass, just to not implicate Lijiangjiu, but now she showed up to help, which was really not what she wanted. And at such a critical juncture, how could she abandon Jiangjiu and leave?

"You are wounded, and if you insist on staying here, it will not only be useless, but I will be distracted to take care of you, and neither of us will be able to leave at that time. What's more, Dao Xue's kid is still waiting for you to go back. Lijiangjiu looked at Chu Qing'an, his eyes met, and he nodded.

Lijiang wine is worthy of Lijiang wine, and he said the key point in one sentence, Chu Qing'an was powerless to refute at this time, so he had to say obediently: "Then the seniors must be careful, I will wait for the seniors at the house of the family with horses in front of the three houses at the foot of the mountain, and the seniors must return safely!"

After that, Lijiang Jiu stuffed the Snow Rock Xiuyun Grass in his arms into Chu Qing'an's hand, Chu Qing'an looked at it blankly for a moment, then carefully put it away, and put it into his arms together with the blood-stained black yarn in front of him. Lijiang wine hugged Chu Qing'an and rose to the sky, Emperor Zhongping pointed at the two and scolded: "I don't care who you are, if you come to the top of my mountains today, you can't help it!

Lijiang Liquor let go of Chu Qing'an, and with a slight push after getting up, the internal force rolled over, generating golden cloud waves under his feet, which seemed to be a slight push, but it was actually enough to send Chu Qing'an down the mountain.

And Lijiang wine himself did not intend to get out of this, the rain of arrows fell on the head, Lijiang wine did not change color and heart did not beat, not impatient and impatient, suspended in mid-air, the internal force rose from the dantian, if the ocean churned and scattered, stirred up thousands of waves, the two palms overlapped, the palms were close to each other, horizontal in front of the chest, and slowly separated.

The golden light poured out between his fingers, seeing that the rain of arrows was about to fall, Emperor Zhongping raised his head and waited to admire a famous painting of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Lijiangjiu's eyes widened, a trace of pure gold flashed in his pupils, his hands were staggered and separated, and the soft internal force was wrapped around his body, and gradually turned into wisps of gold and silver torrents, swirling and converging in the palms of his two palms. This move is the "Creation and Return" move in the "First Dust Sutra", which uses the yin and soft qi in one's body to pull the masculine energy in the world, forming a balance of yin and yang inside and outside the body, gathering internal force, and absorbing aura.

The time has come, Lijiang wine slowly raised his arms and pushed out, seemingly extremely slow and soft and simple movements but released the power of ten thousand jun, the wind suddenly rose, blowing Emperor Zhongping and the guards turned on their backs, the wind and sand were full of sky, and they couldn't open their eyes. The arrows that the archers had just wound were also broken. Emperor Zhongping narrowed his eyes, and the guards beside him supported him swaying, so that he could vaguely see that on the top of Lijiangjiu's head, I don't know when, a golden barrier had appeared.

Lijiang Jiu took a long breath, and then shouted again: "Lag!"

The golden barrier obediently lifted upward, passed through the rain of arrows, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. And the rain of arrows stopped in mid-air. The wind stopped suddenly, and everyone stood firm, patted their confused heads, and then came to their senses. And Lijiangjiu turned over and let out a rain of arrows, landed on the wall of the palace, quickly pressed his hands down, and shouted: "Fall!"

Those arrows obeyed Lijiangjiu's orders, turned around, and fell towards the group of archers and Emperor Zhongping.

"Protect Your Majesty!" With a long roar, dozens of heavily armored guards immediately rushed to Emperor Zhongping's side, raised their shields, and pieced together a huge shield barrier to block the rain of arrows falling for Emperor Zhongping. The other soldiers also used their swords and shields to remove the arrows and escaped, but the archers were not so lucky, and the dense rain of arrows fell on their heads, and there was a sudden wail, and they were all hit by several arrows, and most of them were killed and wounded.

The shield was removed, and Emperor Zhongping saw the corpses of the archers all over the ground, and he was furious, untied the token beside him, handed it to the guards beside him, and said: "You immediately go to the eastern military camp and various passes thirty miles away, and ask them to send troops to reinforcements, and be sure to catch the Central Plains, I want her to die without a corpse!"

Lijiang Jiu jumped off the wall, facing Emperor Zhongping, even though she had no intention of taking her life, but Emperor Zhongping still had palpitations, swallowed his saliva silently, quietly retreated half a step, looked at the guards on the left and right, and reprimanded sharply: "What are you waiting for? Don't you catch her for me! Do you want me to do it myself!"

The heavily armored guards glanced at each other, although they were still apprehensive about Lijiangjiu's performance, they didn't dare to disobey the holy order. Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly found that Lijiang wine, who seemed to be calm and calm, had a line of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Lijiangjiu also noticed it, and hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. She was already injured before she recovered, and she just used the trick of Restoration and Return, which caused great damage to her body, and she consumed too much inside, so she was afraid that she would be affected by the injury again, so she missed her cowardice.

"It turns out that her trick has already made her run out of oil, what are you waiting for, don't hurry up!" Emperor Zhongping gave an order, and also emboldened the surrounding armor soldiers, there were hundreds of people here, surrounding Lijiangjiu's thin body three layers inside and three layers outside, and the innermost layer of guards immediately brandished steel knives, held up shields, and rushed towards Lijiangjiu.

Lijiang Jiu did not panic, his left foot retreated half a step, his arms were staggered, one palm was in front of his chest, and one palm was backhanded behind him, seeing four or five armorers waving knives and slashing, and the forehand turned over and pushed, the armor who rushed to the front was frightened half to death by this action, and immediately stopped, touched his body, it was quite complete, there was nothing missing, although it was safe and sound, but still gasped.

At this moment, Lijiangjiu slowly pulled his palm in front of him, and the armor soldier involuntarily staggered to Lijiangjiu's side, sticking to the palm, Lijiangjiu's back floated, five fingers patted, and a sword light burst out from the palm of the hand through the iron armor, through the heavily armored guards, all the people behind him were knocked to the ground, and the wail sounded again.

And the iron-armored guard who had been slapped by Lijiang Wine had a blue face, the color of pig liver, his facial features were distorted, and he was extremely painful, and his limbs could not move. Lijiangjiu pushed forward again, pushing him away. The man still maintained the movement of raising the knife and holding the shield and took a few steps back, froze and froze, everyone's eyes were attracted by the man, only to see that the iron armor on his body suddenly appeared several cracks, and the "bang" sound exploded, the iron armor was shattered all over the ground, and the long knife and shield in his hand also fell to the ground. The whole person knelt down with a "poof" and fell forward.

When all the armorers saw this, they were all shocked, and even worse, they wanted to abandon their swords and flee. To be honest, the vast majority of the officers and soldiers of the Chaoying clan do not want to carry out with the Central Plains, and they join the army just to beg for a bite to eat and support their families.

When Emperor Zhongping saw that they were stopped, he was so anxious that he jumped like thunder, beating and scolding, and in desperation, the group of soldiers had to rush forward together. Lijiangjiu coughed lightly twice, forcibly suppressed the injury, staggered his palms, Mai fluttered, swept with one leg, smoke and dust everywhere, and slapped out with one palm, the golden light shone, and the wind swept through, cutting through the sky, and drawing an arc of light in the deep night sky.