The north is in autumn, and a round of bright moon is in the sky, almost mid-sky.

At this time, the city of Kaifeng is already silent, but in the imperial city of Kaifeng, there are still lanterns, operas and songs, and the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the world are vividly interpreted in this imperial city at this moment.

In the deep courtyard of the imperial city, colorful flags are fluttering, and groups of handsome men and women are running back and forth, both of them are busy. The huge red lanterns are hung high above the beams, lined up without end, and on the white marble steps of three zhang and three widths, a layer of red carpet is laid from top to bottom, this is the imperial city of Zhuliang, the eve of Emperor Liang's wedding.

Emperor Liang's name was Zhu Youqi, and he was nicknamed Zhu Sanbiaozi for killing his father and usurping the throne. His character is criticized by the world, and he is ashamed of literati and chivalry, but the right queen who is about to stand on his side is different.

She is the daughter of Feng Yange, the current prime minister of Zhu Liang, Feng Xiangning. Feng was very young to help Zhu Youqi usurp the throne and rise to prominence, perhaps it is the reincarnation of retribution, he has no son, only has a daughter, completely regarded it as a pearl in the palm of his hand, since he was a child, he invited a famous master and artist, taught poetry and martial arts, she read poetry and books, practiced a good sword, virtuous character, and looked like a celestial person. is a talented woman who is both civil and military.

Such a beautiful woman, but now she was ordered by Zhu Sanbiao to be the queen, and she was forcibly plundered into the palace.

On the eve of this pavilion, Miss Xiangning was teary-eyed, sobbing and couldn't stop, in the Jiao Desire Palace, holding a piece of paper in her hand, choking and choking, reading "The gun picks the end of the world and the fog and the yarn, who knows, I miss Xiangxia." At that time, my heart ached, I couldn't bear it anymore, a spring of tears, hatred gushed out, crying like a pear blossom rain.

It took a long time to subside. The only two personal maids had already been summoned out by her, and she was alone in the empty palace, deserted.

The dawn moon wore diagonally through the curtains, and the candlelight gently shook the curtains. Miss Xiangning came to her senses a little, and at this moment, she saw the red gauze lamp in front of the window, the candlelight flickering, and a light breeze blowing, causing the red curtain to flutter. Before long, a green shadow suddenly flew into the window.

Breaking into the palace was a handsome man, in the flickering candlelight, only vaguely saw a trace of resentment between his eyebrows, he saw that Miss Xiangning was holding tightly in his hand, it was the note he wrote, there were still a little tears on the note, and the pen and ink on the paper were blurred. He couldn't help but twist his heart, and said astringently: "Sister Ning, are you okay?"

Miss Xiangning's starry eyes opened slightly, and two lines of hot tears fell down her cheeks, like autumn water like cold stars, revealing deep pain, looking at the man in front of her, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Shuo, I don't know what to do." ”

The man flicked his long sleeves, looked out the window, took a deep breath, and sighed again: "Sister Ning, you come with me"

Miss Xiangning didn't look up, brushed her sleeves and tried the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Brother Shuo, I'll go with you, tomorrow the Feng Mansion where I grew up will be full of blood." ”

After hearing this, the man clenched his two fists tightly, only to hear the sound of the joints, gritted his teeth and said, "I understand, Sister Ning, cherish." ”

Unable to bear it any longer, Miss Xiangning stood up suddenly, choked on two lines of tears, rushed over, hugged the man tightly from behind, sobbed, and smiled: "Brother Shuo." ”

Before the words were finished, I suddenly heard the horns sounding in unison, and the swords flew in the imperial city outside the palace. The two were startled, the man walked through the window and looked, only to see dozens of Kong Ming lanterns lit up outside the palace, shining so brightly that the palace city was as bright as day, the sound tide was surging, and a team of Yu Linwei came from the southwest of the avenue, and poured out to the southeast corner gate, obviously not to the Jiao Xiang Palace, the two immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, the voices of the people fell silent, and the headlights went out one by one.

The man turned his head and was about to say something to Miss Xiangning, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, he hurriedly turned around and hid behind the screen, only to hear outside the palace gate, and the palace woman panted and said: "Palace master, Your Majesty asked me to send you a message, saying that the assassins slipped into the imperial city, and Yulin Weijia sent someone to arrest them, so just now he hurriedly transferred people here to pass, and it was fine, you weren't scared?"

Miss Xiangning coughed slightly, and said in a low voice: "I know, you go down!" The palace woman paced back again, and the man behind the screen suddenly walked out, his eyes were hazy, looking at Miss Xiangning, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, and he chanted faintly: "The dark night ecstasy, I don't know how much the intention disappears, the moon falls and the stars sink." ”

Miss Xiangning was taken aback, instinctively rushed to him and was about to hug him, saying that it was too late, it was fast, the voice had not yet fallen, Miss Xiangning's crying voice was still choked, the man looked out the window at the starry river, the moon was in the sky, and gritted his teeth,

Suddenly walked out of the window, only Miss Xiangning's sobbing voice was heard behind him, and he didn't look back, he performed a volley light skill, piercing through the air and blowing the night, like a blue gray crane, disappeared into the dissolving moonlight.

It was very quiet inside the palace walls, but outside the palace walls, there was chaos in the imperial city. The man flew to the roof of the Wenhua Hall in the air, only to see the flames in the imperial city, and the soldiers of the Yulin in the city were looking for it.

The man knew that it was the chivalrous men of the rivers and lakes who entered the city to rob the prison, and his heart moved, and he couldn't help but look back, only to see that all the passages and entrances in the imperial city were blocked by a large group of Yulin guards, and the prisoners seemed to be trapped on the other side.

The man glanced back at the Jiao Xiang Palace where Miss Xiang Ning was, sighed, and heard the sound of ice blades clashing over there, he flew to the southwest rockery of the Wenhua Palace, and groped for a draw from the gap in the black hole of the rockery, and a silver-tipped spear came out of his hand, holding the silver-tipped spear tightly, performing light skills, piercing through the branches and leaves, shaking like a meteor in the sky, and heading towards the imperial garden.

As soon as they arrived at the Imperial Garden, the guards of the prison gate became more and more dense, holding spears in their hands, and surrounded the people in the middle in circles, and the sergeants were all gathered in the same place to find the ground, and the sergeants who fell to the ground in front of them were piled up into a small hill, and there were as many as twenty or thirty people.

Where the man stood, there was a rockery and dense grass nearby, and the grass was dense and more than half a body high, and he held the silver-tipped spear and ducked behind the grass, which just covered him. When the man looked fixedly, he saw two men and two women surrounded by the guards at the prison gate, and it seemed that the two women were no more than 20 years old, and the two men looked vicissitudes of life, and they couldn't help but be very surprised.

The two women held two swords, their bodies leaned slightly to make a defensive shape, one man held a long stick, and the other man held a large knife, the blade was slender and white, the blade was white like catkins, and there were lines like swallow feathers, and streams of blood dripped from the tip of the knife.

At this moment, among the guards of the prison guard, two burly men came out, one shook out the silver and white iron bone training, and the other lit up the slender long knife, sneered and told them to be arrested, the two ignored it, and both pounced on the two women, and the groups of sergeants who echoed the voice rushed towards the two men, obviously preparing to break them one by one.

There was a scuffle in the imperial garden, and the two girls took up their swords like meteors to catch the moon, and fought fiercely with those two! Although they were women, their swordsmanship was not inferior, and their shots were extremely fast.

The woman in purple jumped up suddenly, the tip of the sword was suddenly as fast as lightning, aimed at the throat of the big sweat that made the knife, and stabbed away, the man took a step back, "swept the sky", waved the knife to block, the woman skillfully retracted, the tip of the sword swirled, and it was another sword, straight to the chest, and stabbed away.

Another white-clothed woman's sword move is also extremely fast, the sword in her hand is like a filament and tender willow, the tip of the sword is sometimes pointed east, sometimes stabbed west, it is already a sword light, the sword shadow in the air is as bright as the moon, the man who holds the iron bone practice can not fight, it is difficult to get close to the sword body.

The man in the grass is a discerning expert, who has seen a lot of knowledge over the years, and he can probably recognize the martial arts of all sects and factions in the rivers and lakes. Looking at the swordsmanship moves of these two women, I knew that the two of them were young but they were taught by famous teachers, but although the swordsmanship of the woman in purple was fast, she struck first.

But the internal force is not enough, and it is difficult to win under the fierce battle, and after a long time, it will be exhausted and defeated, on the other hand, the woman in white, not impatient, swordsmanship is brilliant, quite the true meaning of "crape myrtle swordsmanship", against the iron bone training man, effortlessly.

The two men on the other side, facing the endless prison guard sergeants, although they were tired, they never retreated, one stick at a time, one stick at a time, all of them spit blood from their mouths and fell to the ground*, and under the Yan Yu knife, they were killed with a knife!

The man hiding in the bushes was staring ahead, holding a silver-tipped gun tightly in his hand, ready to come to the rescue at any moment.

After fighting for a while, the woman in purple was really invincible, tired, the man saw the opportunity to swing a big knife and pressed away, the woman in purple was tired of coping but never defeated,

The woman's sword body swirled, the tip of the sword of the "Wind Swept Falling Flowers" slanted, and the stabbing went to cut off the man's wrist, which made the knife slash back to the knife, took a quick step, and unfolded a style of "flat sand and falling geese", not only avoiding the woman's blade, but instead slashing horizontally, the sword light and sword shadow, and attacked the woman in three ways.

At this moment, a cold arrow in the air pierced through and went towards the woman, and everyone did not notice it, although the woman in purple found that there was a convenience, she had no time to care about each other, and saw the cold arrow approaching,

At the last moment, the cold arrow turned around again, shooting back the way it came, and there was one more person in the field, a man in green clothes holding a silver-tipped spear, it was the man!

The cold arrow was originally knocked back by the silver-tipped spear, and not far away, a man held a curved bow in his hand, and a wolf's tooth arrow was stuck in his chest, spitting blood from his mouth, trembling in the end, and he was not moving.

The sudden change, everyone in the field quieted down, the fight subsided again, the woman in purple glanced at him gratefully, and the man walked straight to the two people on the side, "Big brother and second brother, why are you here?"

Those two men, one is the sword-wielding Hu Xuan, and the other is called Long Chan, and they also have another mysterious name in the world: Yanyun Sixteen Horsemen! These two people are the leaders of the Sixteen Horsemen, but everyone present only knows that they are all prodigal sons of the rivers and lakes who came to rob the prison.

Hu Xuan's face was haggard, but his eyebrows were faintly showing a little joy, and he said happily: "Uncle Shi learned that you left the camp, and he urgently asked the two of me to come to train you, we all know the matter," he seemed to think of something, and paused, "Third brother, are you okay?"

At this moment, an unbridled laughter echoed throughout the imperial garden, looking for prestige, only to see the prison guards saluting and shouting: "Meet Your Majesty." The laughter gradually fell, and a man with a delicate face and a pleated yellow dragon robe strolled over, and the person who came was Emperor Zhu Liang, the protagonist of tomorrow's emperor's marriage - Zhu Youqi.