Me and my Jianghu Tavern

A slender woman raised her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Chang'an Lingyan Pavilion helps the sixth prince enter Qingping Palace!"

"The six eccentrics from the south of the Yangtze River are here to help the sixth prince." Another seven eccentrics came to pay their respects.

"The children of Wushan Qing's family are here to help the sixth prince."

"The Liu family in Jiangling..."

Liang Shurong just nodded, he had never heard of these people, and he didn't know where they came from.

There is only some reputation in a certain place, but in fact it is just a mob. Liang Shurong doesn't know who is behind all this, but now that the gate of the palace has been opened, the person who controls everything has not yet come out.

Yan Bei'an frowned, feeling a little noisy, turned his head and glanced indifferently at the mob. In an instant, no one in the crowd spoke.

Seeing this, Liang Shurong didn't care about these people anymore, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

More than a hundred people stood in place, looked at each other, and followed.

"Wuliang Tianzun." Nian An closed his eyes and muttered, "I'm afraid many people will die today."

Hearing this, Chu Hang turned his head to look at the people standing at the gate of the palace, and suddenly felt that these people were a little pitiful.

"These people probably won't even be able to enter the palace gate." Zhang Ming said out loud.

"Why?" Chu Hang was puzzled.

Zhang Ming looked at him and said in a deep voice, "That's the imperial palace."

If you are really allowed to enter casually, then this palace is nothing. The gate of the palace is open, and the people behind the gate don't take action. It doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want.

Yan Bei'an stopped in front of the palace gate and helped Liang Shurong make three strikes, and now he has completed it, and he also said that he will leave after the sword is released, and there is no need to follow up now.

Liang Shurong glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you go in and have a look?"

Yan Bei'an shook his head, he was not interested in the palace at all.

Liang Shurong nodded, knowing that he was leaving, so he said: "If there is a chance, I will buy you a drink, the best wine in the world."

"Okay." Yan Bei'an agreed.

More than a hundred people stepped aside, all looking at Yan Bei'an, not daring to say a word, but having doubts, now that the palace gate has been opened, why did Yan Bei'an leave just like that, but they dare not ask .

"Step, crash."

Yan Bei'an stepped up to the roof, his body was as light as a swallow, with a long sword pinned to his waist, and he disappeared from everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Liang Shurong watched Yan Bei'an go away, he looked at the more than a hundred people in front of him, but still didn't say a word, he turned and walked towards the palace gate.

These people are only a part of it, the most stupid and most stupid people think that they can achieve a great cause, what is the merit of the dragon, it is just a lie released by some people, these more than a hundred people will not live long.

Liang Shurong walked to the palace gate, paused, and stepped in.

Safe and sound, he walked forward.

"Walk."

"Follow."

Seeing this, the crowd followed, as if they had stepped into the palace gate with one foot.

But saw a sword light coming.

"Om."

"what!!"

There was a scream, the incision was complete, and the leg that stepped into the palace gate was broken.

"Back, back."

But he saw the man whose leg had been cut off fell to the ground, screaming, his eyes were red, and the ground was the broken leg, which was covered in blood.

Liang Shurong didn't even look back, these people don't need pity at all.

"who is it!?"

"Who did it?"

More than a hundred people became chaotic, and no one dared to step into the palace gate.

The sword light that came from nowhere made them tremble all over, and just one sword made them lose their courage.

"Ants." The person covering half of his face took a sip of tea, watching the scene with interest, "What's the use of using such ants."

"Oh?" The man who covered half of his face suddenly turned his head to look at the Chang'an City Tower, his brows under the mask frowned, then he relaxed and said with a smile: "Finally, some important people have come."

On the tower of Chang'an City, four people came in sedan chairs.

The four of them were wearing dark black cloth clothes, with short knives pinned to their waists, and they were all master level masters.

The master master carried the sedan chair, and the people in the sedan chair can be imagined.

In the dark part of the street, someone looked up into the mid-air, saw the person carrying the sedan chair stepping into the air, and said: "Have you come?"

People in the dark came out from the depths of the street.

The face was thin, with a long sword wrapped in cloth pinned to his waist. He walked to the middle of the street and looked up at the person carrying the sedan chair.

All of a sudden, countless eyes focused on this person.

"Who is this person?" Zhang Ming asked.

Nian An looked at this person and replied: "The person carrying the sword in the Yanshan Sword Tower is Jian Nantian."

"The one who bears the sword." Chu Hang exclaimed.

Zhang Ming didn't know this person, so he heard Nian'an say: "Yanshan Sword Tower is not a power in Jianghu. For a hundred years, the Sword Tower has guarded a sword, waiting for someone who can pick up the sword, and the person who guards the Sword Tower He is called the sword-bearer."

"Jian Nantian is a first-class swordsman in the Jianghu. When Yanshan tried his sword, he went to the sword tower, but he couldn't pick up the sword, but he was obsessed with the peerless sword in the sword tower and became the sword bearer. Unexpectedly, he actually came to Chang'an."

Zhang Ming probably understood, nodded and looked downstairs.

In the middle of the street, Jian Nantian took the cloth bag on his back and took out the sword in the cloth bag.

This sword has been with him for half of his life, and it is already a bit tattered.

Holding the sword in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the sedan chair that was coming through the air, "Come down!"

But seeing the sword energy overflowing, he raised his hand to strike a sword.

Sword light strikes out.

"Huh?" The person in the sedan yelled angrily, "Bold!"

I saw a sword energy suddenly cut out from the sedan chair.

The two swords collided.

The horizon seems to flash in shock, until it dissipates and rolls up dust.

Both swords can be called peerless. There are tens of thousands of swordsmen in the world, but only a few can achieve this level.

Yanshan Sword Tower, the person who bears the sword, Jian Nantian.

Chapter 208: Ten Square Pavilion, Mo Wushuang

Liang Shurong raised his head, walked step by step, over a hundred steps, but still did not see a person coming to stop him, as if he was still heading towards Qingping Hall.

"Don't stop me?" Liang Shurong smiled.

He didn't stay any longer, and walked towards Qingping Hall.

Finally, he saw some people, all of them were wearing silver armor, they were imperial palace guards, Liang Shurong looked at them, but saw that these guards had no intention of stopping him.

It's getting weirder.

Liang Shurong stopped and frowned.

He is a prince of the 'former court', and now he has entered the palace with such a simple answer, and he is still unimpeded. Whether he looks down on him or has other plans, Liang Shurong doesn't understand, but he feels very aggrieved.

He came here not for the throne, but just to save face, let him make a big fuss, even if he dies in the deep palace, he doesn't want to be like this.

Liang Shurong looked up at the Qingping Palace, suddenly feeling a little afraid.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and walked in another direction.

In the Qingping Hall, there was someone wearing a five-claw golden dragon robe, but he was not sitting on the throne, and there was another person on the throne.

A little eunuch hurried in and whispered something in this person's ear, the man in the five-clawed golden dragon robe waved his hand, and hurried back.

The Xiao family belonged to the royal family. When Xiao He ascended the throne, he only served as emperor for more than ten years. He was not yet in his prime, but in the end he passed the throne to the crown prince, and he himself became the overlord.

But now in Qingping Hall, there is a gray-haired old man above the throne, also wearing a five-claw golden dragon robe, this person is Xiao He, he is over eighty years old now.

And the person sitting next to the throne is the current sage—Xiao Gan.

"Father, he didn't come in." Xiao Qian said.

Xiao He raised his head, looked out of Qingping Hall with cloudy eyes, and a slightly hoarse voice came, "Didn't you come in..."

"Then where did he go?" Xiao He said.

Xiao Qian replied: "It is said that he went to the direction of Qin Tianjian."

"Oh."

Xiao He responded, and the Qingping Hall fell silent again.

Xiao Qian glanced at his father, he wanted to say something, but he was afraid of irritating Xiao He, so he kept his mouth shut.

As early as many years ago when Xiao He passed the throne to Xiao Qian, he already understood that he could conquer the world, but he could not defend it, and the crown prince Xiao Qian was the real king who could keep Dachen Jiangshan stable.

Liang Shurong left Qingping Hall, but he didn't go in after all, he didn't even approach it, instead he went to Qin Tianjian.

Qin Tianjian is the tallest building in the palace, Liang Shurong stood in front of the gate of Qin Tianjian, raised his head, Liang Shurong didn't knock on the door, instead he clasped his hands and called out: "Liang Shurong came to see the Grand Master."

As soon as the words fell, the gate of Qin Tianjian was opened.

Liang Shurong took a look and stepped into the Qin Tianjian.

There was nothing on the ground floor of Qin Tianjian, and there were stars and gossips painted on the floor. Liang Shurong took a few glances and went up the stairs to the second floor.There is a corridor where you can see the scenery outside. It is the clearest place to watch the stars and the moon here. If you want to come here, it is the place where Qin Tianjian observes the stars.

Liang Shurong also saw Grand Master Kong Yue, he took a step forward and stood in front of Kong Yue.

Kong Yue put down the chess in her hand, looked up at Liang Shurong, and asked, "Liang Shurong? Or Li Rong?"

"Liang Shurong." Liang Shurong replied.

Kong Yue nodded slightly, and asked, "What's the matter with my Qin Tianjian?"

"People all over the world say that there are immortals in Qin Tianjian, so I came to see them. Now that I see them, the Grand Master also has eyes, ears, mouth and nose, no different from ordinary people." Liang Shurong laughed.

"I'm a human, not a fairy." Kong Yue smiled, stood up and said, "You came to Qin Tianjian because you have some doubts in your heart."

"Yes." Liang Shurong nodded, he really didn't know what to do.

They have already entered the imperial palace and did not block him, but he dared not go in after falling in front of the Taiqing Palace.

.........

On the street, Jian Nantian put down the sword in his hand.

The four master masters stepped into the air to lift the sedan chair and landed five feet in front of Yan Nantian. The four master masters put down the sedan chair and stood on both sides of the sedan chair.

Countless eyes are gathered on this sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan chair was slowly opened, his face was as pale as paper, his black hair cascaded down his waist, his eyes were so beautiful that attracted countless people, he walked out of the sedan chair with a soft sword in his hand.

This man has an evil spirit all over his body.

Neither Chu Hang nor Zhang Ming knew this person, they could only look at Nian An who was beside him.

"Wu Shuang Sword, Mo Wu Shuang." Nian An said.

"I've never heard of it." Chu Hang shook his head.

"This person is from Shifang Pavilion." Nian An said with a smile.

"Shifang Pavilion?" Chu Hang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses and exclaimed, "Demon Gate!"

Zhang Ming frowned and continued to read.

Mo Wushuang stood in front of the sedan chair, looked at Jian Nantian in front of him, and said, "Jian Nantian, you are so brave."

This person's voice is a little soft, but it is a bit like a woman's voice, giving people a kind of evil feeling.