Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

"Hehehe, your expression is so funny, Master Tianze must like it very much."

A woman, sitting on the beam, is as beautiful as an elf in the world. Her clothes are full of personality and passion, as if she has a magical power to charm people's hearts.

A pair of red high-heeled shoes, a pair of slender white and round legs, a slender waist that can be grasped, and a curvy figure.

The woman is wearing a crimson dress, with a golden flame-patterned belt that outlines a perfect slender waist, and metal armor between her knees, elbows, waist ribs, and shoulders.

The inner shirt is close-fitting and looks capable, and the outer is covered with a blazing long gown, like a spirit of fire in the mountains.

In addition, this woman's originally white fragrant shoulders, arms, slender waist, and jade legs were actually tattooed with brown flame runes, making her even more sexy, charming, enchanting, and three-point evil.

Han Wangan stood up in shock, quickly left the throne, and walked into the crowd.

Han Yu, Han Fei, Ji Wuye, and Zhang Kaidi surrounded Han Wang'an as guards. At the same time, the imperial guards lined up on both sides of the hall surrounded them with spears.

More than a dozen imperial troops, half of them protected Han Wangan and five people, while the other half slowly stepped forward, approaching Yan Lingji with spears in their hands.

Han Wangan was still in shock, and said, "Who are you? How dare you, how dare you trespass into the palace."

"Come here, where are the Forbidden Army and the Forbidden Army?"

Following Han Wang'an's order, dozens of forbidden soldiers rushed in at the main entrance of the hall, as well as archers and heavy armored shield soldiers.

Yan Lingji's figure flashed, and she flew across the sky like a flame, lying on her side on the throne, even though she was surrounded by the forbidden army, even though there was Ji Wuye, the strongest general of the Han Kingdom in a century.

She still didn't panic and remained calm.

A forbidden army shot suddenly, and the spear pierced through the air.

The graceful figure of Yan Lingji, who was originally lying on the throne, suddenly flew up into the air, stepped on a sharp spear, and flew several feet away. The palm of her right foot entered and stood on the flame of a candle. Dancing elves.

The next moment, Yan Lingji waved her hands and took off the two fire spirit hairpins.

Between her two hands and five fingers, the fire spirit hairpin jumped flexibly, and the hot qi was poured into it, turning into two sharp swords.

Swah—

The fiery red figure flashed, and the long sword was slashed out continuously like a raging flame. He was cultivated at the ninth rank of martial arts, born with a fire spirit, controlled high-temperature flames, and controlled all fires in the world.

Yan Lingji's strength, even if her strength has not yet reached the peak of the ninth rank, is definitely not an ordinary ninth rank.

The hairpin of Huo Ling turned into a long sword, which was extremely sharp. Wherever it passed, lives were harvested, and the forbidden soldiers fell one by one, and the sword radiated scorching flames.

"Fire arrows!"

More than a dozen archers shot through the air with arrows in their hands, and accurately killed the beauty dancing in the fire.

Yan Lingji danced gracefully, and with a wave of her right hand, the red long sword was surrounded by true energy, turning it into a fire shield similar to the shape of the gossip.

More than a dozen arrows hit the fire shield, all of them were blocked, and burned quickly by the high temperature. Except for the fine iron arrows, every part of the arrows was burned.

For a time, the Forbidden Army suffered heavy losses, and everyone was in danger.

Yan Lingji was still dancing gracefully, and every time she danced gracefully, the long sword in her hand and the flames beside her would take away one life after another.

After several rounds of fighting, the imperial guards were terrified, they only dared to surround Han Wang'an and five people, and did not dare to continue to attack.

"Hehehe!"

Her laughter is intellectual and gentle, her eyes are full of waves, her face is overwhelming, her figure is graceful and unparalleled, and her dancing skills are weird and penetrating.

Sexy, charming, enchanting.

Yan Lingji stood in the field, with three thousand blue hairs flying, and the long swords in both hands turned into fire spirit hairpins.

Han Fei frowned and asked, "You are Yan Lingji!?"

"They are all from Baiyue, why do you want to attack your own clan?"

Yan Lingji glanced at her eyes, and said lightly: "You should thank your friend named Li Changqing, if it wasn't for him, these people would have all turned into dead souls."

She glanced at the old man Baiyue from the corner of her eye, and the latter was so frightened that he was so frightened that he immediately bowed his head and remained silent.

Han Fei's face was solemn. It seemed that Tianze and the others were more difficult than he imagined. In just one day, they already knew all the obvious news about Brother Li.

Suddenly, Yan Lingji turned into a flame, and the brown flame runes branded on her delicate body seemed to be burning.

She flashed quickly, surrounded the crowd with extremely brilliant lightness kung fu, rubbed the ground lightly with her jade hands, and immediately burned a raging fire around her, and the fire built a wall of fire to surround everyone.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

Red armor, red robe, long legs, beautiful hair, blue eyes.

This woman is as tender as water and as passionate as fire.

After circling around the crowd for a few times, Yanling Ji's graceful figure had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall, and the two fire spirit hairpins whirled around to kill several soldiers of the imperial army, and then flew back into her hands.

Everyone took a closer look, and in the sea of ​​flames, a beautiful figure left, and a soft voice sounded: "My master has prepared a big gift at the Prince's Mansion of your country. I believe King Han will like it."

Yan Lingji judged the situation and knew that if she didn't leave now, it would be difficult to leave if hundreds or thousands of forbidden troops would come later.

Moreover, once Han Wangan calmed down and directly ordered Ji Wuye to act, then she would be out of luck.

With all the people present, the palace hall, the majesty of the king, Ji Wuye did not dare to disobey Han Wangan's order openly.Han Wangan ordered to take action, but he had no choice but to do so.

Therefore, Yan Lingji understood that she should go.

With the fire escape thaumaturgy, the sea of ​​fire dissipated, and Yi Ren also disappeared together.

Han Wangan snorted coldly: "Rampant, really rampant."

Zhang Kai gave full play to his political talents, and said mockingly: "General Ji led the garrison to consolidate the law and order of the capital, and the palace is the most important thing."

"Nowadays, a woman, Baiyue's rebellious party, broke into the palace alone, killed dozens of forbidden soldiers, and left arrogantly. It seems that General Ji is no longer qualified for this position."

Ji Wuye's complexion twitched, the old fox opened his eyes, it's time to put on the eye drops.

Han Wangan snorted coldly: "Ji Wuye, how do you explain?"

Ji Wuye knelt down on one knee, and Huo Shuidong led the way: "My lord, a hundred masters use witchcraft to create chaos, how can ordinary soldiers be able to stop it."

"All of this is because someone deliberately used the name of investigating the case to lead out the cause and effect of Baiyue in the past, and touched the taboo of Baiyue, which attracted Tianze and others to take action."

Han Wangan is in a daze, so he naturally doesn't know that Tianze and others are also Yemu's pawns. If he knew these ways, he wouldn't be Han Wangan, and he wouldn't be the subjugated king in Korean history.

Therefore, Han Wangan believed in Ji Wuye.

"Hmph, old nine, how do you explain?" Han Wangan snorted coldly.

Han Fei smiled helplessly.

The fourth son Han Yu cupped his hands and said, "Father, the most urgent task is to rescue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"This girl broke into the palace and made a big fuss. She didn't rush to escape afterwards. She obviously took the prince as a hostage. I'm afraid the prince's mansion has already been breached by thieves."

He cupped his hands openly and said: "The fourth son is wise, and the old minister seconded his proposal."

"His Royal Highness is the Crown Prince of the country, and there is no room for loss."

King Han appeased Xu and nodded, and asked, "Fourth brother, in your opinion, who should I entrust to the rescue of the crown prince?"

Before the fourth son Han Yu could speak, Han Fei smiled wryly.

Because, he already had a bad feeling.