I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Mr. Lin is a skilled swordsman, but he rarely uses a sword. He is not a swordsman."

Ye Gucheng smiled slightly: "After tonight, no matter who wins, we must compete with the female swordsman. Otherwise, how can we talk about the famous swordsman in the world?"

As a top swordsman, Ye Gucheng is as arrogant as anyone else.

I feel that no matter what, I will not lose to Ximen Chuxue.

But, Ximen Chuxue's intention to fight just now also made Ye Gucheng a little embarrassed.

After all, he cooperated with the old man this time to kill the king and rebel...

Even if the sword fight in the imperial city is just a means for him, not the purpose.

If he fights with Ximen Chuxue now...

No matter who wins or loses, it will be a big loss.

If Ximen Chuxue is satisfied and thinks that there is no need to fight tonight, he will pat his butt and leave...

Ye Gucheng feels that he will probably be depressed to the point of vomiting blood.

Even if he kills Ximen Chuxue with a sword, it can't make up for his loss.

You can't, after a while, challenge Ah Qing to a duel on the top of the Forbidden City?

That would be treating everyone else as a fool.

After a lot of effort, Ximen Chuxue gave up on his own initiative, and Ye Gucheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief...

"Master Ximen, shall I go in with you?"

Liu Xiangyun was a little nervous and asked in a low voice.

"Why are you still here?"

Ximen Chuxue only thought of Liu Xiangyun's existence at this time.

He glanced at her and shook his head and said, "There's nothing for you here, you can go."

"Will we meet again later?"

Liu Xiangyun's eyes flashed and she bit her lower lip.

"Most likely."

Ximen Chuxue said frankly: "I have a hunch that in tonight's battle, at least one of us, City Lord Ye, will die."

"Then... okay."

Liu Xiangyun was silent for a while, and said faintly: "I will go back to burn incense and pray to Buddha, and wish that Master can come back alive tonight."

"..."

Ye Gucheng was stunned for a moment, thinking it seemed a little unlucky.

"No need. I have never been respectful to gods and Buddhas. Even if there are gods and Buddhas, how can they help me?"

Ximen Chuixue flicked his sleeves: "Just go if I tell you to go. Don't be so smart and talkative."

"You! You..., okay!"

Liu Xiangyun was so angry that she had to stamp her feet and turn away.

"That woman is also a top-notch choice. Judging from her words and deeds, she seems to care about Mr. Ximen very much."

Ye Gucheng chuckled and said, "Why did Mr. Ximen deliberately make her angry?"

"What you think in your heart, you say, this is sincerity, how can you say it deliberately?"

Ximen Chuixue frowned: "Could it be that Lord Ye usually doesn't mean what he says?"

"In that case, you just said that if you fight with me tonight, one of you will die."

Ye Gucheng's face turned cold: "You are so sincere, I guess you didn't say this to deal with that woman."

Ximen Chuixue's character made Ye Gucheng very upset.

Ye Gucheng wanted to say: "You will have no friends if you do this."

However, Ye Gucheng thought about it and thought that Ximen Chuxue probably didn't care about this...

"There is nothing else in my heart except the sword."

"Whether the woman is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me, so how can I deal with it?"

Ximen Chuxue said calmly: "I just had a premonition that at least one of you and I should die. Maybe we will die together, and it won't be lonely."

"The Confucianists are inspired by impulses, and the warriors are sincere. They all have the wonder of foresight."

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "Since you are sure, then Ye will wait and see."

"Well, Mr. Ximen is extremely talented and has a sincere sword heart. It is not surprising that he can occasionally foresee things."

Just then, the breeze blew, and a scholar in a green robe appeared in front of the two.

The scholar has an elegant temperament, a deep breath, and is calm and unperturbed. He has a sense of elegance and gentleness.

"Mr. Lin?"

Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank, and he said seriously.

"It's me."

"Please take a rest for a while. Minister Wang has arranged for someone to take you to the palace. The sword fight will start at midnight."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "We will also come to the Forbidden City at 11 pm. I will be responsible for all matters related to the sword fight tonight."

Xiye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue are the protagonists of the sword fight.

Zhu Houzhao specially approved that they can enter the palace in advance and prepare for the fight.

Wang Qiong arranged two lounges for the two to use.

Eat, drink, sleep and shower in them.

Of course, sneaking out to wander around the harem, sleeping with the queen and playing with the empress, etc., is another matter...

However, considering the usual behavior of these two people.

Wang Qiong and Yang Tinghe both felt that such an outrageous thing should not happen.

As for Lin Xuan and other spectators, they can only enter the palace at night.

It doesn't matter.

Everyone was originally here to watch the sword fight for business, not to travel, so they had no interest in sightseeing.

"Thank you, sir!"

Ye Gucheng's eyes flashed and he nodded.

"If I am lucky enough to survive tonight, I would like to learn a thing or two from Miss Aqing someday."

Ximen Chuxue looked at Lin Xuan, and a trace of heat appeared in his eyes again.

"..."

Ye Gucheng snorted lightly, his lips moved slightly, and then closed again.

After all, he was not a shameless person. Coming up with a plan to kill the king was equivalent to putting Lin Xuan and Ximen Chuxue in a trap.

He still felt a little guilty.

With a slight change in his mood, he was not as calm and pure as Ximen Chuxue.

"This is not difficult, I can agree to it for her."

The sword fight was related to the main task, and Lin Xuan did not want to add variables.

Although Lin Xuan and Ye Gucheng are now considered enemies.

But as long as Ye Gucheng doesn't let it slip, Lin Xuan will naturally pretend not to know.

If there is anything, let's talk about it after the fight.

***

Mid-Autumn Night·Forbidden City

The imperial city, which was originally majestic and solemn, is even more solemn today.

Outside the Xuanwu Gate, there is an armored guard every few steps.

Like a stone statue, standing with a gun.

These guards have undergone extremely strict training and are also the best of the imperial army.

With their eyes flashing, they are alert and sharp, and they also exude a stern murderous aura.

Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren and others were originally talking and laughing on the road.

Now they feel the solemn atmosphere and can't help but shut their mouths.

Martial arts masters are also human beings. Being stared at by a dark crowd will still make them feel a little uncomfortable.

Bai Suzhen simply shrank into the black fog again and refused to come out.

"Password!"

Seeing Lin Xuan and his party coming to the Xuanwu Gate, an old and majestic voice sounded.

"The sky is long and the moon is bright."

Lin Xuan said loudly.

"It has been verified. Who are you and why are you here?"

The old voice sounded again.

"I am Lin Xuan, and I am here to preside over the sword fight in the imperial city tonight by the order of His Majesty."

"I am Ah Qing, and I am here to preside over the sword fight like Lin Xuan."

Ah Qing stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Xuan, smiling.

"Behind them are Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Dao Ren, Dugu Yihe, Tang Bohu and Miss Bai Suzhen."

Lin Xuan introduced: "They are all distinguished guests watching the sword fight tonight, and the cabinet has informed His Majesty."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Bai Suzhen reluctantly dispersed the black mist, revealing a cold and charming look.

This girl's identity as the "Demon Lord" is a bit sensitive and has not been announced to the public.

But when it is reported to the court, there must be an explanation.

Lin Xuan briefly introduced it to Wang Qiong.

According to the nature of Gu Long's villains, they have probably infiltrated the court, and such things cannot be concealed.

Everyone is basically open, so let's see who can point the bigger card directly.

"The inspection is correct, and the palace gate is allowed to be opened."

The respondent looked at Lin Xuan and others carefully and said loudly.

A moment later, the Xuanwu Gate opened.

Figures flashed, and dozens of figures suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xuan and others.

The leader was an old man with a thin face and noble demeanor.

Behind the old man were three men in gorgeous clothes.

Their movements were either elegant, solemn, or light, and it was obvious that their skills were extraordinary.

"Is the leader Wei Ziyun?"

Lin Xuan bowed his hands and asked knowingly.

Although Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun was a little confused, his status in the world was still quite high.

He had a good relationship with Lu Xiaofeng and Mu Dao Ren, and was quite trusted by the emperor.

The thousands of guards in the palace also respected him very much.

His martial arts skills are pretty good, and he is always known as the best master in the palace.

Lin Xuan estimated that he should be able to fight with Gongsun Lan, Taoist Xiao Gu and others at least.

"That's right! We have met Master Lin."

Wei Ziyun said loudly: "Minister Wang has already explained that when Master Lin enters the palace, the protection of the inside and outside of the imperial city tonight will be officially handed over to Master Lin."

"We will obey the orders of the master, and we will never say a word."

The guards of the palace straightened their waists and said solemnly.

"The sword fight will be on the top of the Fengtian Palace. Yin Xian will light up the lights outside the Fengtian Palace."

Lin Xuan looked at the huge palace that looked like a prehistoric beast in the night and gave an order.

The security level today is quite high.

Wang Qiong issued a death order that the guards inside and outside the imperial city were not allowed to change their posts!

If anyone dares to neglect their duties, even if they let a dog in...

the whole team will be executed.

Lin Xuan was quite satisfied with the vigilance of old man Wang.

After all, this plane is still a bit magical.

Maybe there is a master of disguise who can pretend to be a dog...

At least the low-end risks are under control now.

As for the existence of the immortal god who can ignore thousands of troops and move freely...

It is a bit difficult to expect the imperial guards to stop it.

"Yes, I will obey your order!"

Yin Xian, the sword of wealth and honor, bowed and left with several guards.

"Please ask Xiaoxiang swordsman to take us to Fengtian Hall."

"Also notify Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue to start the sword duel at midnight."

Lin Xuan looked at the night and said solemnly: "At midnight, the inner court of the imperial city will begin to clear the field. Anyone who intends to mix in will be killed without mercy."

The hour of midnight is from nine to eleven.

Under normal circumstances, the life and death confrontation between two top swordsmen is only a few moves away.

Even if the opponents are equally matched, they won't fight for two hours...

It will definitely be more than enough to start clearing the field at midnight.

Under abnormal circumstances, it's another matter...

"Yes!"