Chapter 148: A Sword from the West to Ask for a Monthly Pass)
Chapter 148: A sword coming to the west (please subscribe, please vote)
The moon outside the window was full, and Ziqin stretched slightly.
He seemed indifferent these days, but in fact he had tried his best. Although he had foresight and systematic help, and his martial arts was also good, in the world of ancient heroes, these could not mean anything.
There are too many amazing wizards in this world, including Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Taoist, Honest Monk, and even Gu Qingfeng, the four great masters in Dauchi. None of these people are mediocre. It is indeed true that they want to do something under the noses of these people.
It is a difficult act.
In particular, Ziqin had to cooperate with people like Mu Taoist and Gongsun Auntie.
Even though he had an understanding of these people's characters and weaknesses in the original work, Ziqin still tensed up his nerves all the time. He didn't even know when he would be betrayed by these people.
However, when he reached this final step and waited for the last moment, his heart suddenly calmed down and all his worries disappeared.
Looking out the window, the moon was already rising. Emperor Ziqin slowly stood up. It was not far away from the time for the sword show, and it was also not far away from the last step of King Zhennan.
Regicide, it is by no means a simple matter to free any dynasty, but in this story, there is indeed such an opportunity.
Ziqin opened the door and walked out. Outside the door, an old eunuch stood respectfully.
Who is the most familiar person in the palace? It's not the emperor or the guards, but the eunuchs and maids.
An inconspicuous old eunuch here may know every corner of the palace, because they may have cleaned the entire Forbidden City when they were young.
The moon was already in the sky, and Ziqin seemed to have no way out. He could only follow the old eunuch.
In the distance, Ziqin could hear the sound of slight footsteps, which was the sound of the palace guards moving around.
This is a strange world, in which anything can happen. The emperor clearly knew that two people were going to duel in the Forbidden Palace where he handled court affairs every day, but he still adopted a default attitude.
Perhaps, this emperor was also an enlightened person.
Such an emperor should be a good emperor, but unfortunately, such a good emperor had to be killed.
There was some emotion in Ziqin's heart for a moment, but no amount of emotion could shake Ziqin's heart. He was no longer that extra. At this moment, he was a complete Jianghu guest from the inside out.
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There are fishes in the rivers and lakes, and they can turn into Kuns. The Kuns spread their wings and become the Peng.
Jianghu, perhaps this is the oldest existence of this nation. It does not belong to history or culture, but it is a spirit, free and easy, but also dignified, chivalrous, but also willful.
No one knows what it is, but many times he can decide many things.
The night in the palace is very scary. The place where the emperor and his concubines live is naturally brightly lit and full of people, but how can it be possible that the huge Forbidden City is bright everywhere, while the dark and deserted places look eerie and scary?
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Ziqin followed the old eunuch down a corridor with few people. In the quiet night, the footsteps of the two people could be clearly heard. After turning a few corners, the old eunuch's footsteps suddenly paused slightly.
Qin's eyes flashed with a cold light, and in the dead of night, there was another gentle footsteps in this gloomy corridor.
A figure trotted out from the corner, but it was a palace maid. There was deep fear on her face, as if she had seen something terrible, and she seemed to be frightened by the surrounding atmosphere.
"It turns out to be a palace maid who has just entered the palace."
The old eunuch laughed. He ignored the palace maid. At this time, he had no time and was not suitable to pay attention to a palace maid. He took Ziqin and walked past the palace maid.
However, the old eunuch who had just passed by the palace maid had already pressed his hand against the palace maid's side. With just one palm, the palace maid's whole body trembled as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body slowly withered.
The old eunuch didn't look back and continued walking forward.
The expression on Ziqin's face remained unchanged, and he was also following the old eunuch. However, when he passed by the palace maid who fell to the ground, Ziqin suddenly frowned. An extremely inconspicuous thing suddenly bounced into his hand on the ground.
With a gentle pinch, you can confirm that it is a small paper ball.
Ziqin continued to move forward calmly, but the figure of the palace maid slowly overlapped with a person in his mind.
In Lu Xiaofeng's world, there is probably no one who can compare to Gongsun Auntie in the art of disguise. This palace maid is probably the best, but she is also Gongsun Auntie.
Soon, the old eunuch took Ziqin to a pavilion.
"Remember, rush in as soon as there is any noise inside. You don't have much time. Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are both peerless swordsmen. Once they draw their swords, they will die."
The old eunuch's voice was extremely low. Ziqin nodded lightly, and then the old eunuch quickly disappeared into the night. This old guy with good kung fu didn't even want to participate in this last step.
In the moonlight, Ziqin slowly unfolded the note in his sleeve, and his face immediately turned ugly. At the same time, a systematic prompt appeared in his mind.
"The mission is to deal with Ximen Chuixue, the flying immortal from the sky, a sword coming from the west, and the world's most powerful place to face the world's most peak swordsmanship. The mission reward is a peak realization. The failure penalty is not necessary."
Ziqin turned on the system prompts and couldn't help but smile bitterly when looking at the tasks given by the system. The three peaks were enough to illustrate the difficulty of this task, but the most chilling thing was the three words "Punishment for failure of the final task". "No need."
, why is it not necessary, just because there will never be anyone left alive by Ximen Chuixue's sword. If you can't deal with the sword coming from the west, you will naturally die.
It seems that the death in the famous world is definitely not the death of the character, but perhaps, it is the real death.
Ziqin clenched his palm slightly, and when he unfolded it again, the note had turned into powder. His eyes sharpened at the same time. There was a low sound of sword clanging upstairs, which was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed. Ziqin's
The figure disappeared from the spot.
On the top of the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng stepped on it. His Qinggong and swordsmanship were equally superb. When his figure fell from the sky, he felt as if he was really a flying immortal coming from the sky.
There are dozens of people standing on the top of the Forbidden City at this moment, each of them is a master among masters. However, when they saw Ye Gucheng coming, the breathing of these people stagnated slightly at the same time. As long as you are still a member of the martial arts, as long as you are still
When practicing martial arts, when you face the world-renowned Lord Baiyun and the peerless swordsman Ximen Chuixue standing in the same place at the same time, you can't control your heartbeat.
The two men have already stood at the duel point. They have swords at their waists, and it only takes the blink of an eye for them to draw their swords. It seems that no one can stop them from drawing their swords.
"Wait a minute."
In the silence, a voice suddenly sounded, but it was Mu Taoren. In the original work, it was Wei Ziyun who asked the two to show their swords, but Ziqin did not dare to gamble, so he asked Mu Taoren to delay the duel between the two no matter what method he used.
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Naturally, Baiyunguan has placed Li Yanbei's assets of 1.9 million taels in stock. This bet may win over 14 million, but the bet secretly collected by Mu Taoist is by no means less than this number. Moreover, only
Ziqin definitely had more than ten million taels, so Mu Taoist naturally tried his best to delay the duel between the two.
"The sword lies in the heart. I'm afraid your hearts are not at peace at this moment. It's the willow branches above the moon. Why don't you wait for a while and wait for your hearts to calm down."
Mu Daoren was one of the three greatest swordsmen in the world, so his words were naturally correct. Ye Gucheng's eyes showed a hint of recognition, and he nodded. Ximen Chuixue hesitated, but when he saw that Ye Gucheng had agreed, he also nodded.
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Lu Xiaofeng stood there with a grimace. The duel between the two was definitely a torture for Lu Xiaofeng, and the longer the duel between the two was delayed, the greater the torture for Lu Xiaofeng would be.
However, under this kind of torture, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes slowly looked at the stacked buildings in the Forbidden City. His eyes seemed to be searching for something, and seemed to be hesitating about something, but in the end they turned into a long sigh.
Ziqin had already rushed into the building. As soon as he entered the building, he cut off the swords of several swordsmen. Then his expression calmed down and he stood on the side by the window and looked into the room.
This is an extremely luxurious bedroom. It is not that Ziqin, who comes from modern times, has never seen a good room. Ziqin has even been lucky enough to see the presidential suite in a five-star hotel. However, Ziqin dares to use his own head to guarantee that even if it is
The presidential suite is definitely not as good as this bedroom. Except for the lack of modern appliances, this bedroom is far superior to the presidential suite in terms of furnishings and layout.
However, what is more attractive than this bedroom at the moment are two young people, two young people wearing dragon robes.
"Snake King"
The young man in dragon robe standing beside the bed spoke calmly. Ziqin looked at this man and knew that this man was the current emperor.
When reading the original work, Ziqin never understood why Ye Gucheng praised the emperor so much, but now Ziqin understood why.
He clearly defeated the emperor's most relied-upon personal guard with one sword, and only needed one more sword to successfully kill the emperor. However, there was no fear on the face of this young emperor, just a look of indifference, as calm as an ancient well.
Such a person really has the so-called majesty of the emperor that only exists in books, which is implicit but not revealed, gathered but not revealed.
Such a person must also be a good emperor, an emperor who can be friends with ministers, and an emperor who will never succumb to any foreigners.
"Under different circumstances we could have become friends."
Looking at this young emperor, his voice couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"I would be lucky to have a friend, but it is such a pity."
The young emperor actually started laughing. His smile was a little helpless, but not bitter or fearful. Wang An couldn't help but want to stamp his feet. It is better to kill the king sooner rather than later, faster than slowly. The night is long and there are many dreams.
"It's a pity indeed."
Ziqin let out a breath, and the black steel sword suddenly unsheathed. At this point, it seemed that he had no choice but to draw the sword. (To be continued.
