Chapter 13 The Change of Yue Palace

It was a quiet night, but there was a murderous atmosphere hidden everywhere in the cold wind.

The murderous spirit can always make his sword ** low.

The sword is the "xiang sword" and the sound is the "soul chant".

"In this palace, you never know whose face is real and whose face is fake. The only thing you have to do is to defend the Yue Palace and protect Ling Yue, the owner of the small palace. I will give Yueer to you. If you can help Yueer escape this disaster, then the position of Yuejun will be handed over to you."

He stood under the emerald tree outside the Yue Palace, let the night breeze breeze, and the words of the old moon master resounded in his ears, as if they were the instructions of his last words. There are many doubts, and he doesn't know whether to think about it or not.

He does not seek the position of Yuejun, but protecting Lingyue, the owner of the small palace, has become his mission, or habit.

He will never let this lonely girl be hurt again. Even if he really responds to the prediction of the old moon lord, the person who will eventually hurt her will be Hua Che, the most powerful minister of the musk moon country, and he will not hesitate to fight with this opponent to the end.

It was very late, and the lights of Yue Palace were still bright. He chased the dark shadows here, but suddenly disappeared.

It can never be a ghost, so who can escape his ear power?

Suddenly, the lights of Yue Palace suddenly went out, and a strange breath came to his face.

is bloody!

He stared, clenched his sword, and flew into the Yue Palace like an arrow.

If it is usual, Yue Palace is a sacred and inviolable place, and it is by no means that he can enter at will.

But at this time, he can't take care so much.

He broke the door and entered. He lifted the bead curtain and rushed into Lingyue's bedroom first.

In the dark, his eyes searched around like a star, but he found nothing.

A sudden cold on his back, he suddenly turned around, and the sword light suddenly shot out, and a shadow sank down from mid-air.

He saw a ferocious face, with round eyes and protruding pupils.

Don't close your eyes!

is Xiaoqian, the maidservant in Yue Palace.

"Xiaoqian--" Ling Yue, the swordsman, shouted in a hurry and probed her maid's breath, but was suddenly shocked.

Who is it? Who dares to sneak into the Yue Palace to kill people? The swordsman was angry and shocked at the same time. The guards of the Yue Palace were strict, and the swordsmen who were qualified to protect Lingyue, the owner of the small palace, were carefully selected through his assessment. However, now, all the swordsmen have disappeared.

His cold cry was not answered, and there was a dead silence in the Yue Palace, that is, in such an unusual silence, a calm voice suddenly sounded: "Swordsman Ling Yue."

A very familiar voice, but with a deep chill.

He drew his sword and turned around and saw an unexpected face.

"Are you... Yueer?" Relaxing his guard, he immediately took the sword back into the sheath, but he felt a little strange. Isn't Lingyue in Hua Che's military policy house at this time? Then this woman will be...

He suddenly thought of what Lao Yue said to him: "In this palace, you never know which face is real and which face is fake..."

Can't even Lingyue, the owner of the small palace, believe it?

"Who the hell are you?" He raised his sword tremblingly and lowered his head, but saw a quiet smile on the girl's face half hidden in the hood as Lingyue. It was a pure and scheming smile. He had stared silently from afar and would never forget it.

"Teacher." The girl called softly and suddenly raised her hand, and a bright light shot out in an instant...

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It was already early in the morning. Under the white fog, the palace spread a hundred miles of the morning. The cold wind blew down a spring plum, and the eaves and corner lanterns "ding" sounded, like a bell singing. The dawn sky has turned out white fish belly. It was originally a clear sky, delicate clouds cleverly, hundreds of feet of frost flying thousands of feet, and a dark star looked down at the earth coldly. , like a huge fireball ignited in the hundreds of miles of the palace carved jade building, rolled up a thick smoke to the sky, and the fire shadow burned like a red glow and dyed the sky red.

The maidservant who got up hurriedly searched for the way under the porch. It seemed that there was an emergency. Suddenly, she saw a thick smoke in the corner of the pavilion flying like an oolong, and the tongue of fire swayed out. She licked a yellow tree of emerald beads. The maidservant was shocked to see it. The morning makeup jade plate fell to the ground and shattered. The east was cloudy, and the direction of the flame floated was clearly...

"It's not good! Yue Palace is on fire! Yue Palace is on fire!" The maid shouted and ran to teach in panic.

The corridor turned quickly, and the wind bell sounded. With the rapid sound of cwood, the alarm immediately sounded all over the world, and the news quickly spread all over the palace. The people who had just woken up heard a panic and noisy cry from the morning breeze. They were all afraid. They put on their clothes and got up and looked at each other and said, "Is the Yue Palace on fire? Why did Yue Palace catch fire?

"Fight out the fire and save the owner of the little palace! Put out the fire!" In the chaos, a crisp voice shouted, which awakened the frightened people and rushed into the Yue Palace to put out the fire.

Like under the green tree covered by the pagoda, the jade palace has been burned out of its brilliant color. The red wall and golden tiles collapsed in the sea of fire and were no longer formed. The approaching crowd hesitated and dared not move forward, causing a chaotic situation.

The soldier Hua Che's bedroom has begun to flow with the sound of tears, with fragile hatred and haggard submission.

The bad news was just a game that he had played so much fun that he easily waved away.

The gauze tent was so transparent, but it was a bright red color. It was so bright and dazzling that it was like a rose thorn pierced into her heart. Lingyue grabbed the curtain feebly and got up, but found that her whole body was not covered with silk, and the transparent skin flashed with dazzling jade and dizziness. Lingyue's breath was close to still in an instant. Looking at the man beside her, her eyes were full of panic and fear. Her open lips could not reveal a word, but her eyelashes fluttered, but a drop of crystal. She knew that she could not escape the courtesy of heaven. Sooner or later, she would be his woman in exchange for a sacrifice. However, she could not stand such an insult, a kind of being humiliated. The insult of being played with entertainment.

"Teacher, you... are really doing this to me. I want to go out! I'm going out now!" Like the fragile struggle and breathing in the drowning, she frowned. The pure musk fairy seemed to wither in an instant. Under his eyes, she felt unprecedented shame. She hugged the bedding and wanted to rush out of this room full of ambiguous fragrance, but was tripped by a small sandalwood tea table and couldn't help screaming. With that, she fell on the coffee table, her delicate fingers trembled on the sandalwood, and endless sadness flew between her fingers.

"Yeer, are you really so afraid of me? What kind of person am I in your heart?

A faint voice floated behind him. Among all the teachers, his smile was the most gentle and charming, but the most frightening and awe-inspiring.

Without the sound of breathing and the rhythm of footsteps, his spiritual power can disguise himself almost non-existent. However, no matter how far away it is, she can't escape his pressure and dangerous breath.

"Teacher, why did you do this to me? You have always been my most respected teacher and the person I rely on the most, but you... Do you only think of me as your puppet and your tool for fun? Lingyue's voice was trembling, and her eyes were sobbing.

"You and I are the envy of the people of the musk moon country. We will be the supreme moon saint who will bless this country, and the immortal couple who will be recorded in history and be praised by generations of people forever. Why can't I?" The approach of her clothes brought a seductive fragrance. Even if she couldn't hear the footsteps, she could feel his approaching step by step.

"What on earth do you want? Teacher, what exactly do you want to get by doing this? The lessons of forbearance and clever listening have always come from the lessons of Grandma Yue, but what did forbearance get in the end? She was confused and nervous, shrank her ** body into the bedding, dared not look back at him, and her shoulders trembled gently.

Hua Che's hand finally touched her weak shoulder. This was not a leader's shoulder, which was as weak as broken glass. In fact, she was really like a puppet doll. He couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth, took her back to his arms, held all her struggles with both hands, and muttered softly: "Three days After that, we will have a national wedding. What do you think I want?

Lingyue's eyes flashed, and there was only endless confusion in her clear eyes. Her smooth shoulders suddenly trembled because of his kiss, but Hua Che said in her ear, "I told you, I didn't touch you last night, but if you want to** me like this, I'm afraid I can't control myself."

Lingyue's body suddenly froze. In his arms, he smiled softly and picked her up: "Why do women want to be kings and why do they want to be a smelters? Aren't you tired? Why don't you want to hide in my arms and let me take care of you?" He put his lips to her ear and asked softly, and the warm breath aroused her slight **. Don't move!" He suddenly scolded, "I will never restrain myself."

Gently choked and became suffocating, Lingyue trembled all over, tightened her body, and dared not relax at all.