[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

The original August [-]th, the night of the full moon, the top of the purple gold, a sword coming to the west, and flying immortals from the sky, but because of Ximen Chuuxue's persistence, it became the top of the Forbidden City one month later.

The majestic palace, with thick crimson, symbolizes supreme authority and inviolable dignity.

At this time, Mei Qingqian was in the palace, facing the wrath of the young emperor.

"What a top of the Forbidden City." The emperor's voice was low, with anger hidden in it.

Kneeling on the icy floor, the coolness of autumn seeped into her knees along the floor, but she dared not move.

"What I hate the most is this group of Jianghu people. They are lawless, self-righteous, and run counter to the court's etiquette." The emperor held the dragon chair tightly with his hand, but this group of people has a high reputation and extraordinary force. Remember the promise you made to me back then."

Mei Qingqian replied without a trace of hesitation: "I would like to use Qixiufang to help Wansui watch the world."

"That music workshop and those musicians are all given to you by me." The emperor's voice echoed throughout the hall, and hit Mei Qingqian's heart again.

"Long live Long En." As the saying goes, thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the emperor, and Mei Qingqian has long recognized this when she chose this path.

"You never let me down," the emperor waved his hand, signaling Mei Qingqian to retreat, but when Mei Qingqian got up and retreated, he said to Wang An beside him, "Go and find out about Hua Duzui. .”

Mei Qingqian raised his head suddenly, on the high steps, the man who sat firmly on the dragon chair made of gold, was still so young, but his eyes were very deep, looking at him firmly. Mei Qingqian has known for a long time that this emperor has always been different from his gentle Mingjun appearance on the outside, and his natural desire to control power and even everything is rooted in his bones.

The current His Majesty's father, in the position of a courtier, almost slaughtered the entire royal family of the previous dynasty, and bloodbathed the entire palace.He is greedy for pleasure, loves beauties, builds palaces arbitrarily, collects beauties from the people, even men and women are not taboo, and today's emperor, although born of the first emperor's wife, is still stepping on the throne of his countless brothers.After he came to power, his brothers and uncles were sent to the frontier by him and never returned to Beijing.

How could such a person be a benevolent monarch, but he still knows how to recuperate.

And Mei Qingqian knew that since the Jinpeng dynasty incident, the emperor would not allow her to be expelled, so she withdrew.

The palace is still majestic, and the road paved with white jade stretches forward, and Qingqian walks on it. She knows that this road, from the day she chose it, has no chance of turning back.

Out of the palace gate, Mei Qingqian got into the carriage that had been waiting outside the gate. She leaned on the wooden board of the carriage, with one hand resting on the curtain, her eyes looked out of the window, she gradually moved away from the palace gate, and the street began to be bustling. After getting up, there were gradually street vendors, but Mei Qingqian's heart was still depressed. She felt that this was the biggest problem she encountered. Both of them were well-known swordsmen in the rivers and lakes. They threatened with force. Impossible, and they are also determined, undisturbed, and dedicated to pursuing swordsmanship. It is not easy to convince them, not to mention that they do not want to stop this duel in their hearts. The duel is astonishingly beautiful and handed down to future generations.

——They are going to step on this palace of supreme power in the world, and have the purest swordsmanship contest.

Just thinking about it makes your heart beat.

Walking on the road were six girls with black hair and shoulders, and white clothes like snow. They carried baskets full of yellow chrysanthemums and sprinkled petals as they walked.

"Stop!" Mei Qingqian yelled, the car stopped abruptly, and the horse also neighed long.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw a person walking up slowly stepping on flowers.

He seems to be from a very good family background, his skin is very white, as crystal clear as white jade, his eyes are the same as the last time I saw him, like two cold stars, bright and cold.On his jet-black hair, he wore a crown of sandalwood beads, and his clothes were as white as snow.He walked very slowly, and when he came up, it was like a king walking into his court, or like a flying fairy from the sky, descending to the world.

——This is Ye Gucheng.

"With a sword coming from the west, the immortals fly from the sky!"

Mei Qingqian went in at this time, she saw Lu Xiaofeng again, Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng obviously saw her too.

Ye Gucheng's voice was the same as his sword, cold, indifferent, without a trace of emotion: "You are all here."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, while Mei Qingqian just walked to their side.

"Very good, I know you will definitely come." Ye Gucheng turned his head again, looked away from him, and asked, "Which one is Tang Tianrong?"

Ye Gucheng asked this sentence, but looked at a person in the corner.This person's handsome face was suddenly twisted and stiff.He has been sitting quietly in the corner all this time, he is still very young, and his clothes are gorgeous, but there is a kind of cruelty like a carrion eagle in his eyes.

He stared at Ye Gucheng: "I am Tang Tianrong."

Ye Gucheng asked again: "Do you know who I am?"

Tang Tianrong's expression became more and more distorted, and he asked, "Who detoxified you?"

After asking this sentence, everyone knew that the decisive battle was postponed because Ye Gucheng was indeed injured, and Ye Gucheng was indeed hit by the Tang family's poisonous sand, but this kind of poison hidden weapon is famous in the martial arts world. , it seemed to have no effect on Ye Gucheng.

But Ye Gucheng didn't answer: "A little dust, what's the poison?"

Tang Tianrong couldn't bear it no matter what, and looked down on people from the Tang Sect: "The flying sand from our sect is just a speck of dust in your eyes?"

Ye Gucheng nodded with a normal expression.

Tang Tianrong didn't speak any more, but stood up, untied the long gown outside, revealing a solid outfit inside, two leopard leather pouches clinging to his left and right hip bones, Tang Tianrong took off the fishskin gloves from his belt , and then put it on, a strange green light flashed in the fish skin gloves, and there was Tangmen's poison on it.

Ye Gucheng stood there quietly, watching Tang Tianrong's every move. At this time, the boy in white behind him held a very quaint long sword with a black sheath.

Tang Tianrong raised his head again, and asked everyone present: "Who else thinks that the flying sand in our sect is just a speck of dust?"

of course not.

Tang Tianrong said again: "If there is no one else, you'd better go downstairs, so as not to be accidentally injured."

Ye Gucheng replied: "No need to go."

Tang Tianrong frowned, looked at the person in front of him: "No need?"

Ye Gucheng's tone was flat, but unexpectedly convincing: "I guarantee that you can't shoot with flying sand at all."

Tang Tianrong's complexion changed again.The horror of the hidden weapons of the Tang family's poison is not entirely due to the poison of the hidden weapons, but also because the Tang family's children are quick to attack, and there are few enemies.

But this time Tang Tianrong's hidden weapon really failed to make a move.As soon as he moved his hand, the sword light flew up. No one could describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, nor could anyone describe the speed of this sword.It was not just a sword, but the wrath of Thor, a strike of lightning.

The sword light flashed and disappeared.

The people of Ye Gucheng have returned to flowers.Tang Tianrong was still standing there, without moving, his hands had dropped, and his face was already stiff.

Then everyone saw blood suddenly flow out from under the lute bones of his left and right shoulders, and tears flowed down at the same time with the blood.He knew that in his life, he would never be able to release a hidden weapon again.For the children of the Tang family, this kind of thing is even more terrible and cruel than death.

Mei Qingqian sighed, her voice was not loud, but when the surroundings were silent, it was particularly obvious: "It's like a flying fairy outside the sky."

Ye Gucheng also looked at her, more precisely, at the sword behind her, at this time the people between him and him dispersed, Ye Gucheng said: "Unfortunately, I can't compete with you this time. "

At this time, the people in the river and lake in the room took a good look at Mei Qingqian. They thought she was just a beauty, but they didn't expect to be praised so much by Ye Gucheng, and the voices in the restaurant gradually became noisy again.

"If possible, I don't want to draw my sword in front of you or Ximen Chuuxue." Mei Qingqian said, with helplessness that she hadn't realized yet.

Ye Gucheng just looked at her, his eyes were like the brightest stars in the deepest night.

"The top of the Forbidden City is not something you can come to whenever you want." Wu Qingqian looked back at Ye Gucheng's eyes without a trace of dodge.

"I know," Ye Gucheng replied calmly, "I chose the location."

"I'm waiting for you in the Forbidden City. No matter who they are, as long as they dare to enter the palace, I will let them lie down."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say anything, he really didn't want to have one more person facing each other with swords, but it seemed unavoidable, if Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue must be at the top of the Forbidden City, they would definitely confront Mei Qingqian, and he, again I remembered once, the time with the red shoes, the whole sky illuminated by torches.