"Okay, get up!" The emperor waved his hand, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but who knew that this emperor who stepped on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains could make him feel helpless.

"In the past few years, many ministers have handed me excerpts on this matter, and you can't see through him, but I ...... , alas, he will not be the opposite. ”

Xu Ci secretly glanced at the emperor with a painful look on his face, bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, King Langya is arrogant and unruly, even if he has no disobedience, but it is difficult for his generals to guarantee that they do not have the ambition of Qingyun, one day, if the yellow robe is added, ......."

The emperor closed his eyes and leaned back on the golden chair, for a long time, for a long time, "This is what I owe to their family of three, if he wants this world, he will take it......" The voice was very low, as if he was saying to his heart, but he didn't know if his heart heard it clearly.

Xu Ci knelt on the ground with a "poof", "The emperor thinks twice! My hundreds of years of Daxia foundation An Ke fell into the hands of a foreign surname, and the emperor ......" A head slammed on the floor.

"Xue Han, is it a foreign surname?" A gust of river wind blew, the candles in the hall shook, and the corners of the emperor's mouth sneered with self-deprecation.

"There are assassins!

An exclamation interrupted the emperor's contemplation, and the emperor frowned, this southern tour has already encountered three assassins, are those people really not afraid of death?

"Your Majesty, please take refuge in the apse!" Xu Ci grabbed the emperor's arm and was about to run to the apse.

"Hmph, do you still need to dodge such a small night? The majesty of the Son of Heaven is there?" the emperor flicked his long sleeves, took his saber from the wall, and walked outside.

But seeing that the sword was inlaid with gold and jade, shining brightly, and it had endless power just in his hand, all the heavenly beings couldn't help but kneel down and shed blood for the sword bearer.

This is the world's first sword - Xuanyuan Xia Yu, an imperial sword, the person who holds this sword is born as an emperor and should be worshiped by the world.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, the door of the palace was split, and the true qi overflowed, and a phantom shadow passed through the heavy light veil and rushed towards the emperor.

Without any sound, the three Blood Shadow Guards stood in front of the emperor, and their faces were as cold as icebergs, as if they were born as hard as stones and as cold as ice.

"Whoosh!", three black rays of light shot straight towards the emperor, and the assassin raised his hand and shot three short arrows with his short crossbow, only to see the light veil in front of him slowly fall, and those tulle as soft as the wind broke off from the middle, and the incision was extremely smooth.

The Blood Shadow Guard moved, like a bolt of lightning, and the blood-red light pierced the eyes of the people, and the cold murderous aura diffused throughout the hall. The three short knives were unsheathed together, and the sound of "dang" sounded, and the three short arrows were shot down to the ground at the same time.

No one could see how the three Blood Shadow Guards moved, and there was no sound, only the air trembled slightly, and the assassin was already surrounded.

The assassin's eyes slowly swept over the ice-like faces of the three Blood Shadow Guards, and his straight body arched slightly, ready to strike at any moment. His hand slowly reached to his waist, a gust of wind passed through the window, slightly lifting the curtain, "poof!", the sword light flashed at the same time, and a silver-white soft sword rolled towards a blood shadow guard on the right hand side like a spirit snake.

This sword seems to be erratic, but in fact, the sword intent is fierce, every deflection of the sword blade contains a certain trajectory, if that Blood Shadow Guard is the slightest negligent, he will definitely be splashed with blood on the spot.

Unbeknownst to him, the Blood Shadow Guard did not retreat, but advanced, and a short knife spun in his hand, cutting through a perfect arc that was almost amazing. Sparks splashed everywhere, the short knife and the soft sword only touched slightly, and the trajectory of the soft sword shifted by half a minute, and at this time, the two blood shadow guards behind had already attacked, and the assassin was alarmed, and moved a few inches to the right.

As a killer, he had an instinct to foresee danger, and he felt that the god of death was getting closer and closer to him, and it seemed that as long as the god of death breathed gently, the burning snort could blow into his face.

The red light flashed, and for the first time he really saw a sharp knife stabbing at the center of his eyebrows, without a little emotion, without a little stagnation, death, getting closer and closer......

"Bang!" a black figure fell to the ground, his eyebrows had a thin red slit, and there was relief and joy in the exposed eyes, as if he had no attachment to the world.

The three Blood Shadow Guards did not stay to ask the emperor on the side for credit, and after the killing, the light veil was slightly raised and disappeared in front of them again.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is late to save the car, and the crime deserves death!" At this time, Lin Sheng, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, rushed into the hall with three hundred gold-clothed guards, and divided dozens of masters to protect the emperor.

The Emperor waved his hand, walked over to the Assassin, and said, "If I had relied on you, I would have died in ten lives!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Lin Sheng took matters into his own hands, groping on the assassin's body, and suddenly, Lin Sheng let out a light "huh", and there was something the size of a palm in the middle of his belt. Lin Sheng took off his belt and tore it gently, and what caught his eye was a blood-red token, shaped like fish scales, with the word "reverse" engraved on it.

After confirming that there was no poison on the token, he respectfully presented it to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I found this on the assassin, I think it is a token of a certain sect." ”

The emperor took the token, looked at it over and over again, and didn't find any mystery, turned his head and handed the token to Xu Ci's eyes, and said, "It's so late, presumably the snow cold has already stopped, and it is inconvenient to summon it." You send it to Xue Han tomorrow to see, he walks the rivers and lakes, he is well-informed, and he must be able to see some clues. ”

Xu Ci didn't take the token, but just arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the slave thinks this matter is inappropriate!"

"Oh, what's wrong?" the emperor was slightly stunned, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

Xu Ci looked up at the forbidden army in the room, and when he wanted to speak, the emperor waved his hand and said, "You all retreat!

"Yes!" was just a reply, but with endless power, they carried away the Assassin's corpse. It's back to the way it was before a stick of incense, as if nothing had happened.

The emperor looked at Xu Ci at this time, and Xu Ci bowed down and replied: "Your Majesty, the slave thinks that this person has a great relationship with King Langya!"

"Xu Ci, do you think that if it were my close servant, I wouldn't have killed you? Recently, you have a lot of complaints about Xue Han!" The emperor frowned, his face revealed a murderous aura, and Xu Ci could feel that the cold glow of Xuanyuan Xia Yu in the emperor's hand was already aimed at him.

Xu Ci's knees weakened, knelt down beside the emperor, and said: "The old slave is not afraid of life and death, he only hopes that the emperor will rule the world for thousands of years, and the Great Xia will last forever!"

"Well, I don't want to hear that now!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's not like you've been out on patrol once or twice, and you haven't encountered any assassins, but this time King Langya accompanied him and encountered four assassins in succession. Your Majesty, this matter has to be thought-provoking! If the matter of the token is known to King Langya, there may be some incidents. Xu Ci regained some indifference.

"Go on!"

Xu Ci saw that the emperor was a little moved, and continued: "There are many rumors in the world that King Langya has seized the eight-tone treasure box. Although the old slave has not left Beijing for a long time, he has also heard rumors that the person who gets the eight-tone treasure box will win the world, and the emperor should not take it lightly!"

The emperor looked at the token in his hand, can that person really be trusted? Eighteen years, giving him a respect that is rare in the world, will he have the ambition to surpass himself?

Xu Ci got up, leaned to the emperor's side and said, "Your Majesty, King Langya is only eighteen years old now, if you allow him for a few years, I'm afraid it will be ......."

With a wave of the emperor's hand, the world's number one imperial sword has been placed on Xu Ci's neck: "If there is half a sentence that I don't like, die!"

Surprisingly, Xu Ci's face was a little more calm at the moment, and said: "Your Majesty, if King Langya really snatches the eight-tone treasure box, and responds to the sentence 'The one who gets the eight-tone treasure box wins the world', try to ask who can suppress him at that time." The emperor should not forget that there are many generals in the three armies of the imperial court who are friends with King Langya. Xu Ci glanced at the emperor with slanted eyes, and continued, "In terms of talent, force, and strategy, the emperor asked himself if the prince could win against King Langya?"

The emperor slowly moved Xuanyuan Xia Yu, paced to the dragon case, and took the sword back into the scabbard, after all, the prince is the son-in-law, but if that person takes away the world, it doesn't matter......

The people of the world don't care who sits on the golden chair of the Kowloon, as long as they can live in peace and stability, have a spoon of food when they are hungry, and a pot of drink when they are thirsty, that is enough.

"Okay, you go first, I will take care of this token!" the emperor rubbed his forehead and waved Xu Ci to step down.

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Yizhou, Lanxue Peak.

Lan Xuefeng, take the meaning of "independent heaven and earth, the breeze sprinkles Lan Xue", that was a long time ago, Shu Di produced a perfect immortal person, he worked poetry, good at dancing swords, not good for officials, white clothes fluttering, like to hold a piece of wine, alone to the mountains, to the moon poetry. Many years have passed, and the mountain named after him for drinking and writing poems still stands, but there is no such free and open-minded person in the world.

There is a pavilion on the top of Lanxue Peak, with "Zhanfeng Pavilion" written in thick ink, and a bright moon has risen to the center of the sky, and Qinghui is sprinkled on this antique pavilion. The deep jujube red at the tip of the pavilion, the ancient dark green of the pavilion pillars, and the gray and white of the stone tables and stone chairs constitute a beautiful picture. The green trees next to the pavilion are shaded, the flowing water is murmuring, the night is slightly cool, the mountain fog that gradually rises, the clear light and moon rhyme, the pavilion is set off extraordinarily ethereal, as if walking into a fairyland.

On the railing of the pavilion sat two people side by side, their white clothes fluttering in the night breeze, their hair slightly lifted and brushing each other's cheeks.

Nan Mengying's face was filled with a shallow smile, he would remember this night for the rest of his life, and accompany him to watch the moon together in this place called Zhanfeng Pavilion.

"Why did you want to save him?" Nan Mengying suddenly asked.

Xia Xuehan smiled slightly, this gentle smile, even the moon in the sky was a little dim, and said: "What is the best way to make a stranger in this world happy and sincere to you?"

"Grace and power are given, grace is used to envelop, and power is used to surrender. Nan Mengying said without thinking, as if all this was a trivial matter.

Xia Xuehan just glanced at her in surprise, then came back to her senses and said: "Sometimes, these are not enough, if you repay the grievances with virtue, the other party will feel guilty in their hearts, and they will die even more." ”

On that day, the sun was blazing, and the dilapidated mansion was ......

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