Chapter 21 Official War

White and blue stood up, took a white square scarf from her arms, and gently wiped the running sword. Although there was no blood on the sword, because the sword scratched too fast to get blood, she still had to wipe it clean. This was the first time she killed someone after the flowing sword reached her hand. In the past, she used to kill people. Without drawing her sword, today is the first opponent she met except for the light cold at night.

From the perspective of Fang Qingtian's strength, the first battle general Yan Jian's strength is above Fang Qingtian. Maybe she is not an opponent. However, she really wants to fight with Yan Jian. Only by fighting with the master can she see her shortcomings more clearly and make progress.

However, at such a tense moment today, Yan Jian will inevitably guard Prince Qi and enter the palace with the people of the Ministry of War tonight.

When Momei came in, she saw the handsome man in red fall in front of the white and blue. She was a little surprised. When did another person come? Looking at his appearance, it looks like the evil and beautiful prince of the second battle... "Master, is he Fang Qingtian?"

"Yes, you deal with him. Where are the soldiers hiding? Is there any news? Bai Lan pulled the flowing sword back to his waist and asked.

"Just heard that they are hiding in the east and west of the city, leaving people to monitor. Master, we need to speed up the action to let people enter the city. They are afraid that they will act at night." Some of Momei's disturbing ways.

"I know that at the time, you immediately send our other intelligence officers to the four gates in the southeast and northwest, attack the city guards guarding the gate, put the cold iron army outside the four gates into the city, and then let those intelligences change into the clothes of the city guards and dress up as the city guards to guard to guard the four gates. Once the war begins, once Those who found that Prince Qi were going to leave the city and took them all. No one was allowed to release the city. The rebels should be killed on the spot!" White and blue sat back on the noble concubine's chair.

"Yes, my subordinates will arrange manpower immediately!" After saying that, Mo Mei retreated respectfully. In a short time, two people who looked like the second child of the store came in and took Fang Qingtian's body out and cleaned up the blood stains on the ground.

White and blue half lay on the noble concubine's chair and look up at the sky. It's cold. The war is about to begin. I will do my best to do it for you.

At night, the night was thick. In Qijing Palace, Weino, who had been anxiously waiting for Fang Qingtian to come back, was finally desperate. It seemed that he could not come back. The time for the prince's plan had come, and they had to act.

He stood up and waved his hand to summon the group of dead men in black lurking around the cold palace. Just as they were about to sneak out of the cold palace, another group of people in black suddenly gushed out of the roof from the palace wall in all directions. The people in black held a bow and arrow in their hands. Before Weino and others could react, there was a denseness. The rain of arrows shot down.

Suddenly, the more than 300 dead men in black around Weino were caught off guard. As soon as they felt the danger and didn't have time to react, many of them fell to the ground.

Weino took some of the remaining dead men to beat the arrows all the way, jumped to the roof, and fought with the group of black men. There was a shout of killing in the night. Tonight's palace is destined not to be calm.

In just two quarters, Prince Qi's killers, who were taught by the four wars, fell around the cold palace one by one, and no one escaped.

Weino looked at his own people who fell one after another in front of him, and his heart was full of anger. He couldn't imagine that they were so vulnerable. Were they too weak or too strong?

Soon, he understood that the other party was too strong, and the other party was a well-trained dark guard of the cold palace, or the dark guard of the dark pavilion.

Because he saw the golden word "dark" on a hanging wooden card at the waist of the man in black who died under his own sword, which was the symbol of the most mysterious dark organization "Dark Pavilion" in the world. He did not expect that the dark guards of the Dark Pavilion were actually first- and second-rate good hands.

What puzzles him is that the Dark Pavilion is a Jianghu organization. How could it appear in this Qi Palace? Was it invited by the Cold King or the Feng King to help him? But their ability is too big to know the hidden position of him and the dead in this big Qi Palace. It seems that these people in the dark pavilion have already surrounded the periphery of the cold palace.

Although Weino was angry and doubtful, after all, he squeezed into the fourth battle general under the prince's seat. It's still easy to deal with these second-rate good hands with a deep cultivation. He was just entangled and besieged for a while, and he couldn't escape.

Just as his dead men fell, and he was still resisting, the cold figure of the cold king appeared on the top of a pavilion not far away.

In the cold night, the night was still wearing a snow-white robe, standing leisurely in the wind and waved gently. The dark guards who besieged Weno all stopped their hands and stood around Weno, still forming a siege to prevent him from escaping.

" Mr. Wei is good at it! It's just a pity!" The cold voice of the night came faintly.

Weino looked at Ye Qinghan and thought of the man who looked like a jade in front of him. He had just killed so many brothers and dead men, and his eyes were red.

"The night is light and cold! Give back my brother's life!" Under the accumulation of anger, Weino completely forgot Ye Qinghan's terrible skills and rushed to Ye Qinghan with a sword.

A figure flashed behind Ye Qinghan, holding a sword grid to block his aggressive sword. It was Mo Yu, Ye Qinghan's personal bodyguard Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, step back! You are not his opponent!" He drank lightly at night.

"Your Majesty..." Mo Yu was unwilling to fight. Before he started, the prince said that he was not an opponent, which was too hurting his self-esteem!

"Get out! What I want is the life of the night!" Without waiting for Mo Yu to speak, Weino has exerted a lot of force, and a huge force came from the sword in his hand, which immediately shook Mo Yu's sword away.

The sword in Weino's hand did not stop, but continued to stab the night like lightning.

Ye Qinghan waved his hand gently, and his waist was like a cloud sword with a soft belt. He quickly crossed in front of his eyes and blocked the sword of Weno.

Weno took the sword back, then took a beautiful sword flower and attacked again.

Ye Qinghan met with their swords, and the two fought together. Mo Yu and the dark guards of the dark pavilion couldn't help but be excited when they saw the two fighting. Finally, they saw the master with his sword. Although they had been with the master for many years, they had never seen him with his sword. Ordinary first-class masters can't get close to the Lord at all. Even if the son's body can get close to the master, he can't take the master's fists and feet, so there is little chance to see the master's sword. It seems that the fourth general under Prince Qi is still a rare master, otherwise the master will not draw his sword.

Just as everyone was excited to see it, the two people who were fighting had stopped. The dark guards were surprised and had not seen the addiction yet. It was only about 50 moves to distinguish the winner so quickly.

Weno, who was still arrogant just now, looked shocked. The sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, and his right hand and empty left hand were softly drooping, and blood was flowing on his wrists. Obviously, the tendons of both hands had been cut off and he became disabled. He could no longer use the sword in his life.

"Why didn't the cold king kill me?" After being shocked, Weino came back and stared at the warm man in front of him.

"For the sake of Wei'an's eldest brother, I won't kill you!" Ye Qinghan said indifferently.

He took back the cloud sword and didn't go back to his waist. He never used the sword easily. This Weino could let him draw his sword and take his fifty sword moves. He was also a talent, but he followed the wrong master. If he didn't kill this person, he was afraid that he would leave future troubles, so he could only waste his two hands so that he could no longer use the sword. If a swordsman can't If you raise the sword, there will be no more combat power and no prestige.

Hearing Wei An's name, Weno was stunned for a while. In a moment, he suddenly realized that his face was bleak and his voice was dejected: "It turns out that he is your person. How can he make the Wei family become the richest man in the State of Qi in just three years of taking over the Wei family's property? It turned out that the person behind him is you, and you are the State of Qi. The real richest man, I didn't expect Han Wang to be such a hidden person! The prince really underestimated you!"

"Son Wei should go back to Wei's family to live a simple life. Wei An will still take good care of you for the rest of his life. After tonight, the prince will not have a chance to reuse you. Mo Huan, he will leave it to you." After Ye Qinghan finished speaking, he turned around and left. The light work disappeared in an instant, and Mo Yu hurriedly followed.

Mo Huan, now the owner of the dark pavilion, is fully responsible for the industrial and personnel management of the dark pavilion. He is also the eldest brother of Mo Chen and Mo Yu, and his martial arts are above Mo Chen and Mo Yu.

Seeing the two quickly disappearing figure, Mo Huan walked helplessly to Weino. At this time, Weino had no power to fight back. Mo Huan easily nodded his acupuncture point and waved to the two dark guards to send Weino back to Wei's house and hand it over to Wei An himself.

At this time, outside the Qi Palace, a group of black figures were approaching the Qi Palace one after another. The palace gate, which had been closed, suddenly opened when those people arrived. The images of those people poured into the palace like a tide, and then quickly dispersed to all corners on all sides and rushed to the palaces.

Soon, the guards responsible for guarding all corners of the palace found these figures, and the two sides immediately began to fight. However, there were too many people on the other side, and 30,000 guards were surrounded and killed in just a moment.

The Diyang Hall of Qi Palace, in the palace of Emperor Qi.

At this time, Long**, the old Emperor Qi lying, listened to the shocking shouts outside. His face was full of vicissitudes, with a face of pain and anger. That unworthy son really brought troops to force the palace!

Emperor Qi looked at his son Qinghan standing in front of the bed. He had always felt sorry for his son. Because he was confused ten years ago, he listened to Princess Dai's advice and thought that Qing Han's mother betrayed him and killed his grandfather's family, causing him to hate himself for ten years.