In the room, the midwives and maids had already quietly withdrawn, leaving only Jian Zhenming sitting on the edge of the bed, accompanying Yun Xiu'er and Jian Qingyu's mother and son. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the door opened, and a maid walked in quickly, her face was pale, and she quickly knelt down in front of Jian Zhenming, it was Yun Xiu'er's maid He'er.

"He'er, when did you get so panicked?" Jian Zhenming frowned slightly when he saw that He'er's expression was wrong, and asked softly.

He'er has served Yun Xiu'er for eight years, she is well-behaved and sensible, and she is quite popular with Yun Xiu'er, and Jian Zhenming also treats her differently from other maids!

"City Lord, just now a lot of guards suddenly broke in from outside, surrounded the courtyard, looked unkind, and did not allow anyone to enter or leave. He'er whispered back, a slight tremor in her voice.

"Who is the leader?" Hearing this, Jian Zhenming's face sank, and he stood up suddenly, staring at He'er like electricity, and said in a deep voice: "What a bold man! Who ordered this?"

"The one who took the lead, the slave maid has never seen it!" He'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and said in a low voice: "But they said that it was the city lord who gave the order!"

"My order?" Jian Zhenming raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Yun Xiu'er, and said with a smile: "Madam, you have a good rest first, I'll go out and have a look!"

"Hmm!"

Yun Xiu'er nodded, lay down again, Jian Zhenming covered the quilt for her, turned around and left the room quickly.

Walking out of the door, Jian Zhenming saw that the small courtyard was being guarded by a group of masked brocade guards at this moment, and the original guards and maids and wives were all far away, trembling.

At the stone table in the small courtyard, Jian Yuesheng, who had left before, also appeared here again, sitting with his eyes closed, and beside him, a thin man with a short beard stood respectfully.

"Sword Thunder!" Jian Zhenming's face changed slightly, at this moment, standing next to Jian Yuesheng was the sword family's most mysterious brocade guard leader, Sword Thunder.

The brocade guards are the guards selected and trained by Jian Yuesheng when he was in power, there are only 101 people in total, including ten captains, all of whom are early congenital masters, and the commander of Sword Thunder is a mid-congenital master!

These 101 people are all extremely talented, their cultivation is extraordinary, and they are better at the techniques of investigation, concealment, and assassination, if they were in other family sects, they would be positioned as high and powerful, but they have been living in the dark for decades, like shadows.

Ten years ago, while Jian Yuesheng passed the position of city lord to Jian Zhenming, he also passed on this team of brocade guards to him. For more than ten years, the difficult things that Jian Zhenming ordered several times, the brocade guards have done it properly.

But the existence of the brocade guards is the top secret of the sword family, only Jian Zhenming and Jian Yuesheng know in the world, this time Jian Yuesheng actually dispatched all the brocade guards, and the maidservants in this courtyard are afraid that there is no possibility of survival.

His eyes paused slightly on Jian Jinglei's body, and the thoughts in his heart flashed, Jian Zhenming walked quickly to Jian Yuesheng's side, clasped his fists and saluted slightly: "Father!"

"Patriarch!"

When Jian Zhenlei saw Jian Zhenming coming, he also hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Well, there's no need to be polite!" Jian Zhenming smiled and waved his hand, looked at Jian Yuesheng, who had already opened his eyes, and said, "Father, Xiu'er gave birth to a boy!"

"Well, the maid has already reported it to me just now!Has the child's name been taken?" Jian Yuesheng nodded with a smile, the joy on his face was undisguised.

"Well, take it, it's called Jian Qingyu!" Jian Zhenming nodded and said in a low voice.

"Green Jade...... Hmm!" Jian Yuesheng muttered the name and nodded with a smile.

"Father, why did you let Thunder surround this place with a brocade-clothed guard?" Jian Zhenming's face gradually became solemn, he looked at Jian Thunder, and asked in a low voice with his fists clenched.

"Because Xiu'er had a difficult birth, these wastes, the mother and child were not saved, and in a fit of anger, you will execute all the people involved!" The smile on Jian Yuesheng's face slowly converged, and he slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and spoke amazingly.

"Father!you!" Jian Zhenming looked at Jian Yuesheng in shock.

"Just now, the Skyfall Divine Sword was cast!"

Jian Yuesheng looked up at the towering Sword Mountain Holy Land and sighed lightly: "The Heavenly Fall Divine Sword is cast, and it will definitely not be hidden." My Sword Casting City Sword Maker is already feared by the major family sects, and the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword is cast, they will definitely take action, and Sword Casting City will definitely become a land of right and wrong. ”

"If the news of Yu'er's birth comes out again, I'm afraid that many people will not be able to sit still, and there will inevitably be a lot of chaos!"

"Father, I understand, when I get through this difficulty, I will take their mother and son back!" Jian Zhenming was silent for a long time, then raised his head and nodded heavily.

"Well, it's good that you understand!" Jian Yuesheng nodded: "If I can win this battle, my Sword Forge City will be able to surpass its heyday, and if it fails, my Sword Forge City will disappear from now on." Sending them away is the best option!"

"Father is very worried, but after all, these people have served Xiu'er for many years, can they spare them and send them away together, so that they can take care of Xiu'er's mother and son in the future!"

"Well, Thunder and Thunder will also leave together to protect Xiu'er's mother and son. Jian Yuesheng pondered for a moment, nodded, and turned to leave.

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The crescent-like moon was even more dim under the dark clouds, and the sparse starlight loomed, and the whole land was shrouded in darkness.

It's late autumn, and the autumn wind at night is already mixed with a little chill, and the gusts of autumn wind blowing will make people shiver.

In the middle of the continent, the Sword Forge City, which has always been bustling, fell silent early tonight, with no lights on the streets and no pedestrians.

In the evening, news came that the city lord's wife had a difficult birth, and the mother and child were not protected, and the city lord was furious and unstable, suspecting that someone had killed their mother and son, killed all the people related to them, and set fire to the courtyard.

Immediately after, the old city lord appeared, the whole city was under martial law, and a large number of guards began to search the whole city, even the nearby Acropolis villages.

This surprised everyone, Sword Forge City arrested thousands of people this time and put them in prison for interrogation.

Of course, these are just tricks, martial law is imposed on the whole city, and the arrest of secret agents of various sects and factions is just to facilitate the secret sending of Yun Xiu'er and others out of the city, temporarily cutting off the eyes of all sects and factions.

At midnight, sixty miles away from Sword Casting City, Jian Zhenming hugged Yun Xiu'er and sat in a luxurious and spacious carriage. Yun Xiu'er was holding the sleeping sword Qingyu in her arms.

"Madam, I can only send you here, I have arranged everything over there, and I will never arouse the suspicion of others. Jian Zhenming hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Even if it is difficult to escape this time, those preparations are enough to ensure that you and Yu'er ......."

"Brother Ming, you must come to pick us up! Yu'er and I are waiting for you!" Yun Xiu'er stretched out her hand to stop Jian Zhenming's words.

"Hmm!" Jian Zhenming nodded firmly, kissed Jian Qingyu's forehead, shook Yun Xiu'er's hand, gritted his teeth, and stepped out of the carriage.

"Thunder! Xiu'er's mother and son will leave it to you!" Jian Zhenming held Jian Thunder's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

Jian Thunder's eyes were resolute, and he nodded firmly. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee in front of Jian Zhenming.

"Zheng!" Jian Thunder pulled out the sword in his hand, slashed it on the palm of his left hand, and suddenly a stream of blood flowed out: "The sky can be seen, swear with blood, protect the Lord for life, and never stop until death!"

"Zheng! Zheng......" The other hundred guards also knelt down on one knee, drew their swords in unison, slashed them on the palm of their left hand, and said in unison: "Protect the Lord for life, until death!"

"Take care!" Jian Zhenming looked at the resolute expressions of Jian Jinglei and the others, and was moved, so he hurriedly picked up Jian Jinglei and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hmm!" Jian Thunder nodded heavily, bowed with the sword in his right hand, withdrew the long sword, turned over the horse, pulled the reins of the horse, and slowly left with more than a hundred guards and Yun Xiu'er and others.

"Take care!" Jian Zhenming watched everyone's figures disappear into the night, then raised his eyes to look at the dark night sky, and muttered softly.

I don't know how long I stood there, the night wind became more and more crazy, and the withered branches on the side of the road were all broken alive, and flew towards Jian Zhenming, who was standing with his hands in his hands.

Jian Zhenming's dark golden innate qi swept around him, easily crushing the withered branches, and Jian Zhenming also came to his senses, sighed lightly, and then turned over his horse and ran towards Sword Casting City.