Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"You go back first, there will be no peace tonight, stay by your father's side, be safer."

"Ah, sir, are you hungry?"

"I've eaten." Gu Nan patted Ying Zheng's forehead lightly: "Go back quickly."

"Oh." Ying Zheng picked up the meal depressedly and left along the palace wall.

Gu Nan watched Ying Zheng return to the banquet before turning around and jumping into the night.

Tonight, it's better not to have any accidents.

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All the officials had a banquet, and in the middle An Guojun Yingzhu announced the amnesty of the sinners. At the same time, he rewarded a series of clan ministers and had fun with the officials, making the atmosphere even hotter.

For a while, it can be regarded as the prosperity of singing and dancing.

Standing behind Ying Zhu, Ying Zichu took a deep breath.

He took out a small box from his pocket.

Sometimes, you don't need a sword or poison to take someone's life.

Just do what you like.

An Guojun Yingzhu is very close to women, regardless of wives and concubines, there are more than [-] sons alone, and this does not include daughters.

Now in his fifties, his body has long been exhausted.

Ying Yiren's eyes sparkled, he squeezed the box tightly in his hand, and put the box back into his arms.

Just when everyone was enjoying themselves, a voice came from afar.

"Prince Qin's palace, you are so imposing..."

The voice was faint, but it was clear enough for everyone to understand.

The dance music in the garden was interrupted by this sudden sound and stopped.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and some people began to look towards the heights of the palace.

On the high pavilion, a person stood there.

He was wearing a large black robe that fluttered in the wind, and held a sword that was neither too long nor too short in his arms.

The banquet fell silent, and everyone looked at the sudden guest.

Ying Zhu frowned slightly, but he didn't get angry, but asked loudly from a distance.

"May I also ask that your name is taboo, why did you come here suddenly?"

"It's not your Excellency, but just passing by." The thin voice in the black robe fell into everyone's ears.

Looking at the banquet in the palace, the eyes of the man in black drooped slightly, as if he was a little disappointed.

Sure enough, above the high hall, isn’t the Mohist’s home after all...

He continued: "Heard about King Qin's night banquet, so I came to see it. Now that I've finished it, I will resign first."

Saying that, he leaned back, jumped out of the building, and was about to leave.

"Hmph!" a cold snort.

Then a sharp sword protruded from the back of the man in black.

Everything happens between breaths, leaving people too late to react.

But the sword of the man in black appeared in the path that the stabbing sword had to pass for the first time.

There was no sound of clashing, and the dark sword fell on the scabbard in the hand of the man in black as if it had been stabbed in cotton, and was gently swung away.

"prick."

Quietly, several men in black suddenly appeared, and several long swords pierced through the air.

The black robe wandered among several people alone, as leisurely as a stroll.

The sword in his hand was not out of the sheath, and he had already caught all the offensives, turned back, and the swords in the hands of several men in black who came forward were all retreated by Ge Fei.

There is no earth-shattering sound, but this kind of contest is even more thrilling.

The crowd watching below held their breath unconsciously.

Who are those men in black, the secret guards of the royal family, they all know.

Each of them is a man of hundreds of years of practice, who can easily escape from the hands of several secret guards. This person's swordsmanship is really powerful.

The black robe glanced at the group of guests.

"Step." There was a sound of stepping away from the rubble behind him.

Turn your head to look.

A man in white robes was holding a sword with a bronze ghost face.

"Didn't I tell Your Excellency not to walk at night?"

The black-robed man didn't know why he was so interested. At this time, he was still in the mood to joke, and raised his hand: "I can't sleep on my side, and the parade ends here."

All eyes fell on the white-clothed body.

Filial piety with a bronze face in white clothes, except for the funeral general in Xianyang City, who can hear his voice but not see him, who else can there be?

No one has heard of the reputation of the army who fell into the battle, but few people have seen the general who fell into the battle.

Forbidden Army General...

The man under the moon was dressed in blue and white, holding a black sword in his hand, and the bronze ghostly face on his face made people feel cold when he saw it.

"Black sword?" The black robe looked at the sword in Gu Nan's hand.

Shaking his head: "The killing intent is too strong, hurting others and yourself."

Responding to him was a beam of sword light, which was as fast as flying light and narrowed into a line.

The dark sword was pulled out of the scabbard, but the light and shadow around it flickered.

The sword light illuminated the eyes of the man in black robe, and there was a kind of horror in those eyes.