Jun You Ji Fou

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On February 19, the sky was dull, and the lead cloud covered the sky.

The courtyard of Taiwei Mansion is lined with chess pieces full of elite black armor, straight posture, long sword on the side, and immobile like a clay dummy. The three thousand shadow guards all appeared in shape, and under the dim sky, they still existed like dark shadows.

The crow magpie, who was eating carrion, landed on the high wall, staring at the scene in the courtyard with a **** smell.

Chu Mingyun walked into the hall from the middle, all his long hair was tied up, and his dark light armor reflected his eyebrows. Qin Zhaoying took a few steps, he lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs, and walked out. "How is the situation in the palace?"

"Forbidden troops are guarding, everything is as usual, Li Yanzhen is still in a coma."

"How about Yulin Army?"

"It hasn't happened yet, but a large number of elite soldiers have been sent to stare near Jianzhang Palace and can respond at any time." Qin Zhaodao said, "Several long streets in front of Zhuque Gate have also been cleared."

Chu Mingyun paused in front of the door, looking at the blurry shadow outside, "What about the Su family?"

"There was no movement," Qin Zhao hesitated and continued. "The supervisor said that Su Shiyu had locked himself in the ancestral hall after returning to the house yesterday. His food was not allowed to enter, let alone the news."

"Do not eat or drink in the ancestral hall?" Chu Mingyun looked sideways, withdrawing his gaze after receiving an affirmative answer, and sighed in a muttered voice: "...Is he going to die to revenge me?" After a pause, he said to Qin Zhao, "Let Du Yue look over."

"Due Yue was right next to the news when he received the news. It was past."

"Oh," Chu Mingyun laughed indistinctly, "count him as smart."

"Master," Qin Zhao couldn't help but say, "You still have injuries on your body, can't you really wait any longer?"

Chu Mingyun shook his head and smiled softly, "The arrow is on the string." Then he lifted his hand and pushed open the door.

The hall door was wide open, and he walked out slowly, and Manting Yingwei kneeled down on one knee, neatly, "Lord up". Chu Mingyun turned his horse over, glanced at the crow magpie flapping its wings and frightened to fly away, the reins wrapped around his palm a few times, his slender fingers pressed on the hilt, "Go."

The leader of the forbidden army personally met outside the palace city, and saw the black men and women crossing the empty street, rolling in the dust, and bowing far away with a big gift.

Chu Mingyun tightened the reins, the black horse stopped, and the guards bowed respectfully under his horse. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the heavy palace. He suddenly remembered the answer to the master on Cangwu Mountain:

"Of course I am going to avenge myself. But who do you think my enemy is, the Huns soldiers who were ordered to kill the city, the general who planned the aggression, or the officials who fled the city? In fact, they are not. The law is wrong in the country."

"My enemy, this world."

A thunderous thunder exploded in the sky, the electric light flew across the sky and flashed a bleak white light, the long-standing heavy cloud collapsed suddenly, and the torrential rain fell.

The palace gate was wide open.

Quietly in the bedroom, Li Yanzhen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank, his eyes fell to the ground for a long time, and then stood up on the couch, empty and empty. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, lifted Jin and got out of bed, and walked out of the dormitory in a trance. There was no figure on the way. There was a chaotic noise in the distance, and it was covered by the rain. It is disturbing for no reason, and every step under his feet is generally soft on the void, as if in a dream, he went to the Imperial Study Room unconsciously, and was standing in front of the wood carving when he returned to God.

The Yu Study was also empty, and only the peerless beauty without a face was silently opposed to him.

Li Yanzhen stared at it staring blankly for a while. He suddenly grabbed the carving knife on the table and landed on the statue without hesitation. The knife was rustling softly, and the sawdust fell, and he did not hesitate. , As if that look was already familiar with the heart, the woman's face gradually became clearer, the warm and graceful corners of her eyebrows, and the faint smile on her lips, everything went back with the memory back to the sunny day of the year, and walked over the ground. Come.

The knife fell off and fell to the ground. Li Yanzhen stepped back and looked at it, looked at it, and suddenly laughed, "Sister, you are so beautiful, can I give you a picture?"

No one answered, and his smile slowly faded, reaching for the candlestick in the case and igniting the wood carving, burning that little ambiguity of his youth into a temple fragrance.

Lu Qinghe turned to the palace corridor with the soup, and a group of Gong E rushed towards her face. She hurriedly stabilized the drug risks and avoided them. She watched them overturn the flower stand in a panic, and the skirt was covered with mud and ignored. She tightened her mind, turned around and hurried to the bedroom, pushed the door straight in, and Li Yanzhen was not there.

The medicine bowl fell to the ground and fell into a pool of black medicine juice. Lu Qinghe rushed into the rain and ran around looking for it. The palace was in chaos, some places were fighting and fighting, and some places were empty and silent. Numerous palace people fled past her, and the disturbing voices messed up in the rain.

She was soaked all over, her chest clogged like she was about to burst, and she was panicked.

Suddenly, I saw a team of guards running in front of me and rushed towards Yushufang. Lu Qinghe was about to stop the inquiry and suddenly realized that it was wrong. Although these people were dressed in guards, they were in a murderous posture. Among the people who were just fighting, she also saw the guards and guards fighting.

There was a flash of fire in the Yu Study, and it was particularly striking in the dark rain curtain, obviously someone was there.

Without thinking about it, Lu Qing and Rao caught up, slashed the sword of the last guard, grabbed his long knife, and she stepped on the shoulder of the man in front, leaped into the air, and landed in front of Yushufang. The knife blocked them.

The guards looked at Gong E, who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his face was fierce, "Don't want to die!"

Lu Qinghe took a deep breath and shocked her with a long knife. She said in a loud voice: "I am Lu Qinghe, the daughter of Lu Shi, the clerk of the Penal Department. I am instructed to protect your majesty.

The guards looked at each other and turned to fight together.

There was no fear in her eyes, she waved a knife to meet.

The world was too noisy, and her ears were full of the violent sound of her heartbeat, and she didn't notice when the door behind her opened. At the last blow, Lu Qinghe kicked off the body on the ground, gasping for breath. The blood on her face was immediately washed away by the rain. She looked back and ran into a pair of quiet eyes, suddenly helpless.

Li Yanzhen looked at her quietly, then came over and took her cold hand and returned to the hall.

The infamous fragrance permeated Yushufang. Something beside the window was burned into a white ash, the window pane was black, and the gauze curtain also burned to half, and it was soaked by the incoming rain.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Lu Qinghe turned to look at him, Jinpa put it on his cheek, Li Yanzhen did not speak, and helped her to carefully wipe off the rain. She froze a little, and smiled again. Did not dodge. Li Yanzhen finally brushed her scattered hair behind her ears, pulled her to sit on the soft couch next to her, glanced outwards, and finally said: "Is the rain seeming heavy again?"

Lu Qing and his ears listened carefully. The sound of Dao Ge Jinming, which was mixed in the torrential rain outside the palace, was getting closer and closer. She hesitated for a moment, "Well, the bigger the bigger the lower."

Li Yanzhen nodded, "No wonder it's so noisy."

Thunder and thunder rolled, and the big raindrops crackled on the armor.

Chu Mingyun wiped off the rain on his face, and looked indifferently at the bodyguard who was covered in blood not far away. The Miyagi forbidden army had already defeated Gordon’s surrender, and only the chief of the guard was still stubbornly stubborn, struggling to die, screaming and scolding the forbidden army for rebellion, and cursing him for violating the fate of his life.

Chu Mingyun suddenly raised the corner of his lips, the light laughter had not yet melted into the rain, and the man had flashed up. The head of the bodyguard held up a long sword that supported his body, and he swung out violently. The swords and clashes collided. When the rain splashed, he could not help but take a step back, but with a sigh of relief, he chopped out all the time, and roared and tried hard. Full strength is the force that can severely cut the opponent's sword together with flesh and blood.

The long knife drew a dazzling arc in the rain curtain, but it went empty and cut into nothingness. The bodyguard widened his eyes sharply and stared at the man in front of him in disbelief. The long sword penetrated his throat without a handle for a moment.

Chu Mingyun did not look at him, but looked at the magnificent palace covered with layers of rain curtains. His voice was a bit colder than the rain, "I am destiny."

He backed his sword and stepped over the body. Cold rain pours the armored long sword, and on the white jade stone steps, the red remains are gorgeous.

The bigger the rain, the loud wind blew the windows, the long wind blew through the hall, the white candles were destroyed by fireworks, and the ancestral hall was dim.

Su Shiyu kneeling under the clansman's card slowly raised his eyes, and the cardboard of Su Jue, who was facing him, showed a cold light, falling in the eyes.

"Father," Su Shiyu said quietly, "...Is it wrong?"

The words fell in silence, and the Su family's generations of loyal souls looked down at him quietly, without answering.

The window was blown open violently, and the cold wind and rain suddenly poured in.

She heard countless footsteps stepping over the shower, and approached clearly, the man who was like a red lotus finally came with a sword, stepped on the long blood road, and pushed open the heavy hall door.

Lu Qing and Huo Ran got up and stood in front of her. She stared at Chu Mingyun, her hand holding the knife tight, and she couldn't help shaking. She knew her ability, and she was reluctant to deal with the man in black behind him, not to mention Chu Taiwei, who had been killed for many years. Besides, she had an inexplicable sense of closeness to Chu Mingyun. She didn't want to be against him at all. Nor do I want to see Li Yanzhen die.

Chu Mingyun glanced over his head with no expression on his face.

Lu Qinghe dared to meet his gaze, struggling with anxiety in his heart, and suddenly the hand stretched out behind her took her into his arms. She was shocked, Li Yanzhen's hand overlaid her hand holding the knife, Lu Qing and the whole person was extremely stiff, no movement, Li Yanzhen sighed softly, shook her hand. She finally couldn't help but red eyes, trembling all over, and slowly released the knife with difficulty.

With a clatter, the long knife fell to the ground.

A forced palace came to the end so quickly.

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