Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

In Qiling, lightning and thunder suddenly flashed in early February.

"Boom Rumble"

Lightning struck straight down from the lacquered night sky, and the dim sky was illuminated by the cold light, splitting life into two halves.

Then came the ear-shaking thunder.

The streets in the Taishou Mansion and Donglai Station were full of hustle and bustle. The sleeping people ran out of the house one after another because of a vision from the sky. In the face of red light and raging fire, panic, anxiety, loss and confusion, all of them have different looks (colors), watching this scene of human tragedy (fafa).

At the prefectural palace, seeing the fake prefect (exposure) showing his true face, Gu Yunxi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to him and shouted:

"Supervisor, it is him, who kept the real Feng Heng in the secret room of the Imperial Palace"

Yingfeng heard Gu Yunxi's passionate shouts, Leng Qingtang and the false prefect turned their heads at the same time.

The moment he saw Gu Yunxi, Leng Qingtang raised his sword eyebrows slightly, his calm face quietly overflowed with endless surprises, his struggling back slumped, and he relaxed like a sigh of relief.

She was safe, and his unsteady heart could fall back to its original position.

And the fake prefect Wenren Junzheng opposite him, his face (color) suddenly changed, and his bright eyes swept straight towards Gu Yunxi, his cold eyes were as cold as freezing.

The treasured sword volleyed, the opposite Leng Qingtang's pupils shrank, holding the sword against the wind, and the sound of clanging faintly overflowed on the bright sword.

The sword flowers were numerous and dazzling, and they were picked up out of thin air. Leng Qingtang stopped Wenren's attack with his sword, trying to prevent him from hurting Gu Yunxi.

It was another dozen rounds of fierce fighting.

With swords facing each other, the flying silver sparks were dyed red in the raging fire. The figures of the two of them shuttled back and forth in the fire and red light, their body movements were swift and fast as ghosts, making it difficult to distinguish for a while, which ones are human figures and those are blade awns.

When his stature staggered again, Wen Ren Junzheng raised his sword with one hand, and his moves changed accordingly.

A dragon chant cut through the sky.

I saw the big sword sweeping towards Gu Yunxi's location, and immediately there was infinite blade energy pouring out of the sky. The momentum was fierce and invincible, like a stormy wave breaking the bank, giving people an unprecedented (strong qiang) sense of oppression.

Leng Qingtang looked at Gu Yunxi subconsciously. She stood upright beside the firelight as if she had been taken away by something. Her petite body was motionless, her pale face was full of horror, and her wide apricot eyes were shocked and helpless. .

When Leng Qingtang flew towards her, he swung his long sword out of thin air, focusing his vigorous internal force on the blade, directly resisting the blade energy of Wenren's treasured sword.

The overwhelming vibration shook the clouds, like a thunder that exploded above Gu Yunxi's head. She finally awoke from a state of horror, and her vision lit up with a brilliant brilliance.

Gu Yunxi's body was vacated while the house fell and the tree collapsed, and then he landed on the ground. There was no pain under his body limp.

Looking down, it was the governor who caught her in his own body.

Just now, the two internal forces collided with each other to generate huge momentum, and suddenly ejected Leng Qingtang, Gu Yunxi and Wen Renjun in opposite directions.

Leng Qingtang’s guarding Gu Yunxi was in his arms, and at the moment he landed on the ground, he twisted and changed positions with her, and the person who made the first back touch the ground was him!

"Supervisor? Supervisor"

The crisis passed temporarily, and Gu Yunxi staggered up, only to see Leng Qingtang's face (color) sallow, short and rapid. (强qiang) The fierce impact has shaken the two people's hair loose, making them all embarrassed with disheveled hair.

Leng Qingtang was pulled up by Gu Yunxi and sprayed a mouthful of blood to the ground. He gasped for breath, the blue veins bulging on his forehead, and there were many beads of sweat.

"Supervisor..."

Gu Yunxi knew that he was just to protect her, and was hurt by the impact just now. He felt sad and shed tears at him.

"Girl, find a way to leave, hurry!"

Looking at the surrounding fire, Leng Qingtang grabbed one of Gu Yunxi's arm forcefully and did his best to issue a warning.

Skin contact, Gu Yunxi finished

Almighty felt the big hand on his forearm trembling, as if the tight grasping motion was exhausting his last physical strength little by little.

The dark eyes were still shining brightly, with a dull voice and command tone, (强qiang) too hard for her to refute.

"Supervisor!" She yelled to him again, her voice crying.

His lips were stained with blood, bright red (color), plated with fire, which shocked her!

With her teeth biting her lower lip, Gu Yunxi resolutely said:

"I won't go! I was always protected by the superintendent before, and today, let me protect you again!"

"Yun Xi!"

Leng Qingtang was shocked and wanted to stop her. She stood up, facing the fierce and strong billowing wind, with her weak body standing in front of the overlord, folded her arms and raised the overlord’s long sword, squinting at Wenren Junzheng. Walking slowly all the way, the exquisite face was covered with a shadow, yin and ugly.

Wen Renjunzheng's face (color) was obviously not correct, it should be when the body rebounded, because of internal injuries, even the right hand holding the knife was also cracked.

At this moment, the blood (flesh) on his right hand is blurry, and the bright red color (color) flows from the handle of the knife he is holding tightly, dripping to the ground, falling into broken red plum petals.

The wind was raging and the fire was raging, the flying sand and rocks were torn apart and the sky was red light, and it was smeared with a scorching hot breath on the face, and it felt hot like a sharp knife cut.

"Supervisor"

The west side screamed, the second gear Lu Rong led people to Wenren Junzheng rushing, wanting to be his opponent to protect the governor, halfway through the entanglement of several government officials, no more.

Most of the forces in the East Factory are at the Donglai Station, and now that no help has arrived, the companions in the prefect's mansion have fallen into passive and bitter fighting.

"You go one step further, and I will kill you with the sword in my hand!"

The distance between Wenren and Wenren was no longer safe, and Gu Yunxi firmly grasped the hilt of the Qingshui sword in both hands, and shouted at the opposite person with a cold voice.

"Girl, you can't (kill sha) to kill him, leave"

Leng Qingtang hit the ground on one knee and screamed at her, ignoring the others. Immediately, the (chest xiong) mouth was tearing and painful, and there was a fishy and salty smell in his throat.

He spread his five fingers to cover the (chest xiong), bowed his head and coughed violently in pain.

Gu Yunxi's eyes fixed on Wenren Junzheng who was walking incessantly, and his voice was low and hoarse, showing a forceful force:

"Just now... I (killed sha) was too good, I don't care anymore, I'll have one more (kill sha

Leng Qingtang was speechless for an instant, staring blankly at the back of the cold little man.

She stood tall and unshakable in the screaming wind. The black (color) silhouette of her cast on the vast ground by Mi Mi's flame stretched straight and slender, as if it contained infinite potential and power, so indestructible

That's Gu Yunxi, that's right...

Leng Qingtang never thought that his girl, his soft and delicate little girl, would one day have such a back, such a tough, resolute but fearful back.

She looks like a star, even if she is in the gloom, she will rely on her own strength to shine and gleam in her glory, touching people's eyes.

The person with the same stunned expression as Leng Qingtang is the Wenren Junzheng who came from the opposite side!

Girl? This little Fanwei is a girl?

He paused for a while, his face was puzzled, and then, driven by the growing desire to explore the truth, he walked towards "him" again.

There was a clank, and the sky broke.

When a rugged lightning slanted across the night sky, Gu Yunxi raised his sword with both arms, and the cold light was dazzling, flowing silently from the straight sword.

"One step forward, I will stab you with one sword"

Gu Yunxi was somber and threatening, his tone of voice was heavier than before, wide open, his sharp blade pointed at the enemy a few steps away.

Wen Renjun stopped in amazement, keeping his eyes on "him".

High in the sky, lightning flashes one after another, and the eye-catching light illuminates a face,

A restrained, young and delicate face.

The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, with bloodshot eyes. The original clear eyes were already muddy at the moment, full of heavy hatred, and the whirling long hair was curled up by the Qiqi gale, fluttering and dancing in the air.

On both hands of "he" was the long sword that was extremely incompatible with his figure.

Due to lack of strength, "he" (强qiang) held it straight in front of the opponent's eyes, and the sharp blade of the sword trembled between Wenren's eyes.

And "he", stubborn (qiang) perseverance, is full of qi (killing sha) all over the body, like a Raksha who crawls out of purgatory, reluctant to give up easily.

An inch away from the sword's front in Qingshui, Wenrenjun's face (color) freezes into indescribable consternation.

The lightning continued, the thunder was rolling loudly, the arrogance and fierce like a silver dragon's magnificent white light disappeared again.

On Gu Yunxi's melon seed face, the many electric lights and night shadows alternated frequently, mottled several degrees.

Suddenly, it seemed to be an illusion of an instant. In that snowy night, the peerless figure that fragrant and disappeared was slowly drawing a vague outline from the depth of Wenren Junzheng's painful memory.

He can't forget that eleven years ago, he took his brothers to rescue the family of righteous brother Zheng Ran, when he met the people of Dongchang.

In the melee, he lifted his righteous brother's little daughter, the little girl covered in blood, on his back, but he was cut off half of his left arm by Leng Qingtang's sword.

That year, Leng Qingtang was seventeen, and the Dongchang factory was in charge of thousands of families!

"how old are you?"

Wenren looked at Gu Yunxi without turning his eyes, and suddenly asked, the question seemed infinite.

She looked confused and unrelenting.

"How old are you this year! Say"

Seeing that she kept silent, he couldn't bear to get tangled in his heart and shouted anxiously, as if eager to get an answer:

"……sixteen……"

Gu Yunxi was shocked by the roar, and answered slowly, his voice slightly tense.

"..."

The thunder was rolling and dull, and Gu Yunxi's weak and suspicious answer fell into Wenren Junzheng's ears, and a heavy blow was left in his heart.

Suddenly, his burly body was shaky, facing the person in front of him, his unbelievable stunned expression deepened several times.

"... Ruoer..."

He faced her with a mournful look, and muttered to be blown away by the wind, and for a moment there was no sound.

(Chest xiong) The front skin was suddenly torn apart by the cold sharp blade, straight (inserted cha) into his (body shen) body, and there was a sharp pain from the wound.

On the opposite side, Gu Yunxi curled his vicious lips and folded a triumphantly cool smile.

Wenren's facial features were atrocious, and he couldn't tell whether this grueling feeling was the pain in the wound or the pain in his heart. Staggering backwards two steps, the warm and viscous ** passed through the clothes and slowly flowed down from the injured part.

Gu Yunxi couldn't support it any more, and dropped his long sword, gasping for breath.

"Big Brother"

A veteran with a lot of color on his body rushed over, and was about to attack Gu Yunxi when he was opened by Wenren Junzheng.

Surprise, doubt and affection...

Many complex expressions intertwined to form a vast old face.

"Ruoer,... are you Ruoer..."

He was still obsessed and called to her sadly.

He thought she was no longer alive. Rescue failed that day, and he was seriously injured by his brothers who risked death and taken him away from Zheng Guo Gong's residence. From then on, he determined that the bloodbath of the Zheng family was done by Dongchang, and the poor girl, the youngest daughter of the righteous brother Zheng Ran, must have been poisoned by Dongchang...

But, this face, this face is very similar to the face of Pei in Zheng Ran's side room, who is it?

This time, Gu Yunxi was shocked.

Ruoer...

She vaguely remembered that this was the name that appeared in her nightmare

Ruoer! Whose name is that?

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