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The night is very quiet and dark, even in Weiyang Palace.

Regardless of the smell of blood in the room, Xiao Qiong poured himself a cup of tea gracefully, "The news has been out for so long, but no one has come," he took a sip of tea, the smell of tea mixed with the smell of blood Very strong.

Duan Sizhi didn't even raise his head, Xiao Qiong saw that his drooping hair covered half of his face, only his pale lips could be seen.

He thought he was going to die, but he lived.

After he passed out and woke up, someone came to take care of his wound, stop the bleeding, remove the blade, and apply medicine.

The people who come here can't speak, can't hear, and can't read and write.

A layer of dry skin appeared on his lips, so he squeezed his chin and poured him tea.

Duan Sizhi was forced to take a sip and choked for a long time before recovering.

Xiao Qiong frowned slightly and said: "Are you unwilling to drink, or can't drink?"

Duan Sizhi doesn't need to make things difficult for him like this, is it possible that the Grand Marshal wants to force him to die?

Duan Sizhi said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts."

Xiao Qiong didn't know where Duan Sizhi was talking about pain, but he knew where it hurt him.

Moreover, his illness has not been cured after more than [-] years of treatment.

"Qingxi," Xiao Qiong said with the utmost gentleness, "I won't let you die, but Xiao Yu's daughter must not be kept."

Duan Sizhi laughed in a low voice, and the laughter echoed here, very hoarse.

"Yan Qing, I won't detain her, she can go wherever she wants."

The marshal's throat moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He used to like people like Duan Sizhi the most, but now he loathes his silence.

Because it told him plainly that they had nothing to say.

He played with the plain teacup and said, "Qingju, you have a word with Zhen."

Duan Sizhi closed his eyes, he had nothing to say.

Xiao Qiong was relentless, and said: "Qingzhi——"

With a ding sound, it seemed to be the wind chime hanging on the door of the Five Princess Palace.

"Here we come." Xiao Qiong smiled, and said, "This is very good. Qingju, Xiao Yu's daughter is here, and she has lived up to your kindness of nurturing, are you happy?"

The feeling in Duan Sizhi's heart was beyond words, he just said slowly: "Your Majesty."

"Hush, you stay here well." Xiao Qiong said.

He hadn't personally commanded a battle for many years, and because of the special status of this person, he was well prepared.

Xiao Qiong deliberately found a position for herself where she could overlook the overall situation.

Yue Zijing stood beside him, protecting his safety.

"Fire the arrow." His voice was calm.

In an instant, thousands of arrows shot from all directions.

The lights were not on at this time either.

Duan Changge was really skilled, he only heard the sound of the arrow falling to the ground, but there was neither the sound of piercing the flesh nor the sound of pain, obviously he never shot it.

"Play it again."

His voice echoed in the empty Weiyang Palace, because of the special location, they couldn't tell where Xiao Qiong was by the location.

"I can't do that," Yue Zilin said, shooting down most of the arrows.

They can block arrows, and they will be tired.

When they are unable to sweep the arrow down, it is their time of death.

Of course Duan Changge knew it couldn't be done. She and Yue Zilin had countermeasures, but they couldn't be realized.

So, that countermeasure is bogus.

She was about to leave, but Yue Zilin grabbed her wrist and said, "Do you believe me?"

Duan Changge was taken aback, and said, "Of course I believe you."

"I'm going to save the Generalissimo, you wait for me here." Yue Zilin spoke very quickly, it is absolutely impossible that he just thought of it.

"Don't even think about kidnapping the emperor. The people around him must be unfathomable. If you go there rashly, you are going to die."

Yue Zilin's so-called death plan was Duan Changge's secret decision.

But her idea is not a fool's dream?

How did she know where Duan Sizhi was and who was guarding her?

"no!"

"Don't talk nonsense, we can't all die here." She pulled out the cigarette stick.

She said firmly, "We will get out alive together."

The next moment, Duan Changge only felt pain as if her fingers were broken, and she let go of her hand, and was thrown away by Yue Zilin.

The tobacco rod actually ignited.

The faint blue fire light illuminated the beauty's face, which was a little frightening.

She is trying to attract bows and arrows to her!

crazy!

If she wants to come, Yue Zilin will accompany her, which is already deeply affectionate, and if she does this at this time, she will really lose her mind!

Duan Changge gritted his teeth, what can she do?

Xiao Qiong stared fixedly at Yue Zilin's face, motionless.

It's Fang Lian!

she is still alive?

No, not Fang Lian.

Fang Lian did not have the killing intent on this woman.

Fang Lian had a son and a daughter. He had heard that these two children died in the fire. Now, are they still alive?

In this case, she is the one who secretly designed Jialan?

And this woman obviously came with Duan Changge, Duan Changge is famous, so this is it?

Xiao Qiong sneered.

He really underestimated the Duan family. As expected of a century-old general's mansion, it was unfathomable.

The daughter is Xiao Yu's son, and this is the daughter of a guilty minister, what else does he not know?

For example, what is the old story between Duan Sizhi and King Ning?

He played with arrows, and the smile disappeared completely.

A needle whizzed past her ear.

If it is an arrow, it can be used even in the dark, because the shooting range and range are extremely large, but what is the meaning of shooting this needle?

Another needle passed.

Just right.

This is definitely not an accident!

Can this person see in the dark?

Objects can be seen in the dark, and needles are used - mirrors.

He is the emperor's secret position, and he must be by the emperor's side.

The next needle hit her feet.

What is he trying to do?

The next needle pierced the desk beside her.

Xiao Qiong seemed to call Jing in a low voice.

The needle seemed to indicate her direction.

She couldn't be sure if it was a trap or something else, but she knew that this was the only thing she could rely on now.

Another needle hit the curtain with a crisp sound.

She followed.

As the needle keeps going upwards, so does the arrow.

"Your Majesty," Yue Zijing said calmly, "Duan Changge is below."

"Go down." Xiao Qiong said.

He also wanted to see what Duan Changge was capable of.

Jing didn't say much, just jumped down.

This seems to be clearly telling Duan Changge about Xiao Qiong's location.

But it was useless to tell, the arrow had stopped, but the mirror stretched the silver thread in his hand.

His lines are brighter than moonlight and sharper than black iron.

Also, he can see things in the dark.

Duan Changge licked the blood dripping from his lips.

Just now, she scratched her face, as if cutting off a piece of flesh.

Jing said: "Her vision is nothing more than that."

Yue Zilin's vision doesn't seem to be high, but she has great skills.

When she walked over with blood, Duan Sizhi heard the sound and opened his eyes.

This...this is!

Duan Sizhi opened his eyes wide.

He felt that he was dead, otherwise he would not have seen Fang Lian who jumped down from upstairs.

He was still at the border that year, and when he came back, there was not even a tomb for worship.

Without saying a word, Yue Zilin split the shackles with his sword, and when she tried to help Duan Sizhi up, she realized how difficult it was for him to stand.

At the same time, she also saw the mechanism as thin as a blade.

Such things can shred human bones.

Her hands trembled, and she forcibly dragged Duan Sizhi down.

"Excuse me," she whispered, "Marshal."

"Are you Fang Lian's daughter?" Duan Sizhi smiled, "It's really similar."

He barely stood up and said, "Thank you."

As expected, the Duan family members were very polite, Yue Zilin dragged Duan Changge and ran away.

Talk about old things later.

It's important to go out.

She put out the cigarette rod.

Yue Zilin ran very fast, and so did Duan Sizhi.

But she had a very strange feeling, she could hear the sound of water falling.

is blood.

Duan Sizhi's blood.

She knew that if this continued, his knees would definitely fail.

But it has to be so.

Only in this way can they have a chance.

Only in this way can Xiao Qiong and him be completely irretrievable.

Only in this way……

It can only be like this.

She took a deep breath.

The wounds on Duan Changge's body continued to increase.

Mirror is not much better, his right arm is full of blood.

Xiao Qiong waited quietly for the result.

He still didn't order to light the lamp, because then the position of the archer would be exposed and the advantage of the mirror would be lost.

At such times, he needs to wait.

It seems that only two people came, also, if they brought Duan Sizhi's old department, it would not be breaking into the palace to save people, but forcing the palace to plot a rebellion.

First, the probability of success in forcing the palace is too small, and the goal is too big.

Second, in such a short period of time, it is not easy to gather Duan Sizhi's old department.

Third, the Duan family will never rebel, even if Duan Changge belongs to the Xiao family, he was raised by Duan Sizhi.

The Duan family is loyal.

Xiao Qiong suddenly laughed, now, it's uncertain.

Jing heard the sound, but he did not give the order to shoot the arrow.

He just turned around and attacked Yue Zilin.

Duan Changge stopped Jing and said, "Let's go!"

This is a good time to go.

She and Duan Shuai can leave, but Duan Changge may not be able to get out alive.

Yue Zilin clenched his fingers, held the sword in one hand to block the arrows, and held Duan Sizhi in the other.

Duan Changge threw off the mirror and broke the back.

Mirror followed.

"Tear."

It was the sound of cloth being torn, and it sounded like the sound of cotton wadding being pierced.

Duan Changge's footsteps trembled, he turned his head and swung his sword back, and ran forward.

The route Yue Zilin took them was very strange, at least Duan Changge had never taken it.

But this way let them run out, away from the pursuers.

The carriage was parked there, and the wind moved the curtain, it was Yan Qing.

After that, it became Yue Zilin's coping mirror.

"Thank you," Yue Zilin said with a cold smile in his voice, "Brother."

The two confront each other.

"I'll let her love you more." Jing said.

The distance between the two was very close, so close that Jing could stab Yue Zilin with a dagger.

This knife pierced the heart, very real, very ruthless.

Yue Zilin squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "I will never forget this kindness, and I will definitely repay it in the future, Senior Brother."

As soon as she slapped her, Jing dodged away.

Yue Zilin lifted his Qi and got on the car with light work.

The carriage drove away.

Jing stood where he was, suddenly recalling things from his childhood.

At that time, Yue Zilin was still not good at martial arts, and she was inaccurate in throwing hidden weapons ten times and eight times, but she said confidently: "I have an elegant way, so don't be so troublesome."

"Oh? How?"

"Get close to her, win her trust, and make her willingly give her life to me."

She plucked a leaf and shot it at the wolf.

The wolf didn't hide either, it seemed to be well-fed.

Blood spurted out all at once.

But Yue Zilin stood a few steps away, and said in a proud tone: "Only in this way can the knife not be curled up, and the blood not stain the clothes."

This is really smart.

Jing smiled, she is really smart.

Inside the carriage, Yue Zilin was leaning on Duan Changge, and just about to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No disease!"

The sky is still dark, and the night is still young.

The author has something to say: Thank you oyy for dyeing the little angel's grenade.

Thanks Tireless Little Angel for mine.

Thanks to the mines of the nine little angels of the Cola Pavilion.