As the saber was raised again, Guo Xiaojiu no longer had the slightest hint of slackness, and the move mentioned in the two lines of the poem was only afraid that it would not be a very simple move, after all, they were not friends.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still standing on top of the Imperial City, and today he has lost all face, but he is not afraid, as long as Han Changli can die under the Imperial City, let alone let him lose some face, even if he immediately takes away his identity as the prince, he has no guilt.

He still has a glimmer of hope for the two killers of Jiu Sanliang and Shi Liangxing, the ability of these two killers, he knows very well that there are few people who can take the next move under their joint efforts, and there are few people in the entire imperial capital city.

The saber boy named Guo Xiaojiu, he was not optimistic.

At this moment, a folding fan suddenly appeared behind Han Changli, and on each fan bone of the folding fan, there was a sharp blade half a finger long, and the sharp blade was stabbed at the back of Han Changli's heart.

If it was against Guo Xiaojiu, Jiu Sanliang thought that he might not be able to succeed, but it was just to deal with a scholar who was powerless, and Jiu Sanliang felt that this was not a difficult matter.

In an instant, Guo Xiaojiu noticed the change behind Han Changli, so he held the knife and stood behind Han Changli, a cold light flashed on the blade, and he had already met this attack.

At this time, he gradually woke up, realizing that Han Changli, who almost died just now, was panting in his chest, he believed in Guo Xiaojiu and his own life, his gaze was still firm, without the slightest boldness.

The blade on the fan bone retreats with the saber as soon as it touches, without dragging mud and water, for fear that if you stay for a moment longer, it will defile the folding fan in your hand.

Guo Xiaojiu is unforgiving, since he has found the trace of Jiu Sanliang, he will never let him leave easily.

The saber rolled a few times in the air, and he found the figure of Jiu Sanliang again, and when the knife fell, he hurriedly turned around, and had to meet Han Changli's front.

The wine that was broken by Guo Xiaojiu's body was not hidden again, he did not make another move, but stood quietly in place, gently closed the folding fan in his hand, and the blade on the fan bone was also retracted into the fan bone in an instant.

On the front of Han Changli, the two lines of the poem have reached out to stroke the qin, this pair of double cultivation partners above the rivers and lakes, the killer is never good at secret wine three taels, but a woman from the fuqin.

Ten fingers clasped the strings, there was no wonderful tone, only the qi machine that danced lightly with the fingers turned into invisible blades, cutting through the air and hitting Guo Xiaojiu and Han Changli.

This is a killing move in the two lines of the poem, each invisible blade is comparable to a Daomen rune sword, and the trick that made Ning Buji follow his head is naturally not bad.

The sharp blade was almost in front of Han Changli, Guo Xiaojiu stood with the knife in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and his free palm was already on the scabbard behind him.

With the saber in his hand alone, he obviously couldn't block all the sharp blades, so the Great Dao Sword behind him was withdrawn, and a sharp edge was particularly conspicuous in this twilight.

The sword flew, colliding with one sharp blade after another, and in the blink of an eye, all the sharp blades were cut into two sections, Guo Xiaojiu withdrew the sword, and breathed softly, the saber was still in his hand.

His hands trembled a little, after all, he had just received more than a dozen invisible blades, relying on pure flesh.

The two lines of the poem that was originally sitting on the ground and stroking the qin had already gotten up, she held the xylophone in her arms, pouted at Guo Xiaojiu, and seemed to smile: "You have taken a big advantage today." ”

"I have to thank you both. Guo Xiaojiu bowed slightly, raised his head again, and squeezed out a smile at the two lines of the poem: "In Xishi, I have a wine shop, if you are idle and bored in the imperial capital city, you can go there to find me for a drink." ”

"That's not interesting, if you want to drink, you must go to Pingkangfang. The wine that had already walked to the side of the two lines of the poem shook the folding fan in his hand and said slowly.

"Ouch. It turned out that the two lines of the poem had already been twisted on the ears of the wine Sanliang with one hand, and he pretended to be angry and said: "Idiot, I'm afraid you haven't eaten the gall of the bear's heart and leopard, and you still want to go to that place." ”

But after a few words, the two lines of the poem had already grabbed the wine and walked into the distance.

The qi in Guo Xiaojiu's body has also calmed down, after all, it was the shot of two people who entered the Holy Realm, even if it was not a real alliance, it still made Guo Xiaojiu suffer a little.

It seems that the last time I met the two of them in the White Clothes Gate, he or Ning Buji was definitely not the opponent of these two people.

Looking at the two lines of poetry and three taels of wine in the distance, His Royal Highness the Prince's gaze could not hide his anger, if he could really become the Son of Heaven one day, he would inevitably let these Jianghu children who did not know the number of etiquette be eagles and dogs outside his temple.

He lowered his head and looked down at the imperial city, and the two people who had gradually turned their eyes on him didn't know where to start for a while.

"Are you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Guo Xiaojiu raised his saber and pointed at the imperial city, he reached out and patted Han Changli on the shoulder, already standing side by side with him.

"It's me. The prince took a few deep breaths and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart for the time being, but at the same time, he signaled to the Shence army on his side.

Han Changli, who is under the imperial city, will definitely not be able to leave here alive today, not only because he dares to complain about Prime Minister Li Linfu, but also because he Han Changli is alive, Yan Lingbin's eyes will always fall on him Han Changli.

Guo Xiaojiu lowered his head and smiled, he had already withdrawn the saber in his hand from the scabbard, and struck the palm on the scabbard, accompanied by the sound of the bell on his arm, he shouted at the imperial city: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness the Prince, I will leave with Han Changli today, do you want to stop it?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince narrowed his eyes, he thought that this was Guo Xiaojiu's intimidation, he was not even afraid of abandoning the position of the prince, he was not even afraid of death, would he be afraid of a few gossips from him Guo Xiaojiu?

"So what?" said the prince, already raising his robes, and immediately hundreds of crossbowmen stood on top of the imperial city.

Hundreds of more Shence troops walked out of the imperial city and surrounded them in the center.

Han Changli never spoke, he just put his hand in his sleeve and looked at the corpse in a trance, as if he remembered the last time he visited the Prime Minister's Mansion, which made him let out a few dry laughs.

But he was a little regretful, as if just yesterday, he was still laughing and talking about the Tang Dynasty with Li Linfu in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and today, his body was hung outside the imperial city, and he could not die well.

The laughter at this time was particularly harsh, under the bows and crossbows of hundreds of Shence troops, and the laughter resounded under the horizontal swords, which was a mockery of the incompetence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Just because you alone still want to protect him Han Changli, I swear on this imperial city today that I will not kill Han Changli today, and I will not give up. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, already raising his hand to the hazy sky.

It was only at this time that Han Changli woke up slightly, his eyes rose, and he looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince from Li Linfu's corpse, he turned his head slightly, and asked softly in Guo Xiaojiu's ear: "Take another person, can you leave?"

"Yes, Han Changli, when did you do things like this. Guo Xiaojiu smiled and reached out to pat Han Changli's chest.

"Well, take him with you, he hasn't closed his eyes yet. Han Changli pulled out his hand from his sleeve, and the finger pointed to Li Linfu, the corpse hanging outside the imperial city.

Guo Xiaojiu, who had already understood Han Changli's intentions, nodded and chuckled, and began to step forward quickly.

"Stop him. Guessing what Guo Xiaojiu was going to do next, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hurriedly raised his hand and gave an order to the Shence Army.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows left the string in an instant, Guo Xiaojiu jumped lightly as if he hadn't heard it, and he was already standing on top of the Dao sword, the saber was unsheathed, and a knife fell on the wall of the imperial city.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows, all fell in the air, the saber cut the rope hanging the corpse, the corpse had been exposed to the sun and smelled a little, Guo Xiaojiu lifted it with one hand, and the swordfish returned.

In the blink of an eye, he was already close to Han Changli's side, Guo Xiaojiu landed gently, the Dao sword was returned to the sheath, and he gently placed Li Linfu's body on the ground, his brows were already tightly furrowed.

Han Changli leaned over, he didn't dislike the unpleasant smell on Li Linfu's body, Li Linfu's pupils were still wide, and he was dissatisfied with this court.

His palm was lightly clasped on Li Linfu's forehead, and the palm fell, allowing Li Linfu to close his eyes and die blind.

Han Changli, who had done all this, noticed that Guo Xiaojiu seemed to be a little weird after he got up.

Without waiting for him to ask, Guo Xiaojiu had already pushed him out hard: "Li San is fat?"

A fat young fat man, who had stopped on Suzaku Street earlier, leaned out of his body, and landed on the street with the support of the coachman: "Hehe, Han Changli is here, and I must be here." ”

Nodding at Li Sanpang, Guo Xiaojiu tightened the saber that was still unsheathed, and his eyes looked behind the Vermilion Bird Gate.