Mayisha took Liuhuo's hand and said, "Your Majesty, Mayisha doesn't know what to do either. Let me think about it, okay?"
Liu Huo glanced at her, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He sighed in pretense of pain and said, "I won't force you, you can think about it yourself, otherwise you will think that I am taking advantage of you."
"Your Majesty, you would sacrifice your life for me. I will never misunderstand you again." Mayisha looked at Liu Huo affectionately.
"Let's not talk about it. You didn't sleep last night. Go and have a rest. Don't leave the palace in the future. It's not safe." Liu Huo touched her hair.
Mayisha nodded: "Well, the prince should be careful when he goes out." After she left the Nuan Pavilion, she stood in the corridor for a while. After returning to the palace, she lay on the bed but was not sleepy. His sighs echoed in her ears.
, should she help him?
Half a month passed in a flash, and the atmosphere in Dongling Palace and Qinzheng Hall was tense. Qi Yu was convening ministers for an urgent meeting.
"The prince of Xiling has entered the territory of Dongling, and the army of Xiling is heading towards the border of Dongling. Hum, I didn't expect that our princess is so charming that she can really make Liu Hongjing go to war!" Qi Yu snorted coldly.
"Your Majesty, the ministers at the border have sent additional troops and horses to defend the border. The minister Inuzi Akibei has asked Ying to lead troops to guard the border. Your Majesty, please do not worry." General Mingyan stood up and said.
"That's very good. I remember that Mingbei came to the palace when he was a child. He was a good boy." Qiyu nodded with a smile. He remembered that a few years ago, at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, Mingyan's young master Mingbei performed a sword set.
Fa, with his heroic appearance as a young man, was very popular and I have always remembered him deeply.
"Your Majesty, General Yan's son has been diligently practicing martial arts and military tactics in the past few years. He is no longer the yellow-mouthed boy he used to be. Now he is a handsome man with both civil and military skills. I envy the rest of us." An old man stood out from among the ministers and praised with a smile.
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"Thank you, Prime Minister, haha. My biggest gain in the past few years is that I became a disciple of a hidden master. He has unique insights into martial arts and troop transport. I just don't know if I have learned the essence. But I can't deal with dozens of people in Xiling."
With thousands of soldiers and horses, it should not be a problem." Ming Yan said humbly.
Qi Yu was overjoyed when he heard what he said: "Okay! This time I want Xiling to taste the power of our Dongling! Liufan is a thief, I still can't swallow the bad breath!"
"Liu Fan has almost arrived in the capital, how does the emperor want to receive him?" the prime minister asked.
"Let him come, this time I will let him shed a layer of skin even if he doesn't die!" Qi Yu said through gritted teeth.
"Report——" the guard outside announced.
"Come in!" Qi Yu shouted.
"The Prince of Xiling has arrived at the city gate and will enter the city immediately!"
"Okay! Your Majesty! Let the minister go and meet him first!" Mingyan handed over his hand and asked for orders.
Qi Yu nodded in agreement, Ming Yan exited the palace, hurried out of the palace, took his attendants and rode straight to the city gate.
At this moment, Liu Fan, Xiao Zhu Wuyou and his party had already arrived at the gate of the city, and the guards guarding the city stopped them.
"Get out!" Liu Fan was riding on the horse, his eyes expressionless and as cold as ice.
The head guard relied on orders from above to not let the Prince of Xiling into the city easily. Although he was a little scared, his tone was very tough: "Liu Fan, the dog thief! Don't be so arrogant! This is not your territory of Xiling! Get out of here quickly.
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Before he could say the word "horse", Liu Fan's sword had already stabbed his throat, hot blood spurted out, killing him instantly.
"Who else is coming? Liu Fan glanced coldly at the people blocking him.
The guards unconsciously moved out of the way, and just as Liu Fan was about to ride into the city, a team of horses came running towards him and were in front of him in an instant.
"Get out of the way!" Liu Fan was still as cold as ice.
"Then it depends on whether my knife master agrees or not!" Mingyan pulled out the scimitar from his waist, his eyes bright.
Liu Fan sneered, without saying a word, the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed Mingyan. Mingyan blocked it with his broadsword, the blades collided, sparks flew everywhere, you came and I went, dozens of moves passed before you knew it. Xiaozhu and Wu
You and the other five people all held the hilts of their swords and were ready to join the battle at any time, and the attendants brought by Mingyan were also ready to fight.
Ming Yan was superb in swordsmanship, but Liu Fan was lacking in battle. The two fought for hundreds of rounds, but there was still no victory or defeat. Xiao Zhu looked on, feeling a little anxious.
Liu Fan himself was not in a hurry. After hundreds of moves, he actually saw some flaws in Mingyan's sword technique according to the rules of cracking flaws in the master's scriptures. When Mingyan's sword swept across again, he lay on his back.
Immediately, as the horse turned around, the tip of the sword pierced his chest. Mingyan didn't expect this move, so he hurriedly put away his sword to block. However, Liu Fan's move was in vain. He leaped up from the horse's back and struck a blow.
In the "Withered Pine Hanging Upside Down" move, the sharp sword stabbed directly at the Baihui Point on the top of his head. Seeing that Mingyan was about to die under the sword, a crisp sound came, and a pebble hit the sword, and Liu Fan's sword edge missed it.
On the side, Mingyan escaped and was dripping with cold sweat.
Liu Fan raised his cold gaze, and saw an ugly old man with a bald head, a big belly, and disheveled clothes floating lightly on the ground, smiling strangely.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest Xuantian, for saving me." Mingyan had already ducked to the old man's side.
"Prince Xiling, how is your master lately?" Taoist Master Xuan Tian asked, looking sideways at Liu Fan.
"Thank you for remembering me, Master is very good." Liu Fan saw him asking about Master and answered with cupped fists.
"Well, I think it has been more than ten years since Pindao and your master met. There was a duel in Xihe back then, and the winner was still undecided. Now Pindao wants to see the skills of his disciples, hahaha——" Xuan Tiandao
He laughed loudly, and his abundant internal energy caused the leaves on the street to fall. The guards present who were not very skilled in martial arts covered their ears.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action!" Liu Fan stood up straight with his sword in hand and said coldly. Xiaozhu and others had stepped on the Five Elements Formation and followed behind him, each holding a sharp sword.
"Hmph, I think the next few are the children your master picked up back then. They all seem to have grown up. OK, OK, OK, you guys come up together, so as not to make people laugh by saying that they are poor and bullying children." Taoist Master Xuan Tian looked at them and said,
Smiling contemptuously.
In this situation, one cannot act arrogantly. Taoist Master Xuantian's words are exactly what Lu Fan and Xiaozhu want. With several of them coming together, they still have confidence in dealing with him.
"Thank you Taoist Priest for your permission. You're welcome to Liu!" Liu Fan cupped his fists and turned his wrist. The sword in his hand was thrust out quickly. With one move, he asked for directions. The tip of the sword had reached Taoist Xuantian's chest.
forward.
Taoist Master Xuantian smiled slightly, but did not dodge. He stretched out his hand to clamp the hilt of Liu Fan's sword. Liu Fan was startled, and he quickly used his inner strength to grasp the hilt of the sword. Neither of them moved, and in the blink of an eye, there were wounds on both of their heads.
The mist filled the air, and sweat trickled down from their foreheads.
Xiaozhu bit her lip and looked at them, seemingly more nervous than if she were participating in the battle herself. She could see that the prince could no longer hold on anymore, and that Taoist Xuantian's cultivation was not inferior to that of his master.