Alternative Jianghu Adventures

Qiao Anyue took two steps forward, secretly hiding the silver needle in her sleeve, trying to attract Gao Shiyuan's attention.

This man is always accompanied by more than three hidden guards - people who can manipulate human lives will never give others a chance to manipulate.

Even after leaving for two years, Gao Shiyuan's disposition has not changed. Qiao Anyue noticed that the number of hidden guards around this person has not diminished, and now there are as many as ten people.

Considering that there are all the fighting forces behind him, Qiao Anyue hoped that Gao Shiyuan could be lured into the Golden Palace by her, or lured out - no matter what, he couldn't fight here.

As if aware of Qiao Anyue's concerns, Gao Shiyuan just raised the corner of his mouth, with the familiar femininity in his eyes, raised his arm, "Kill it."

Crisp, crisp, and not muddy at all.

Qiao Anyue immediately showed the silver needles in her hand when she heard the words. After the previous battle in Daxue Mountain, she prepared enough poison to restrain the poison this time. This time it was released, and all the silver needles were glowing with a strict blue light.

"It's useless, these people are all me..." Gao Shiyuan hadn't finished speaking when he saw a dead man who had been poisoned by a needle and fell down in front of him, abruptly blocking the rest of his words.

"Cheng Zhe—be careful!"

A dead man hid behind his partner and successfully avoided the first wave of poisonous needles. He was about to kill Cheng Zhe, but Cheng Zhe suddenly pressed a button on the armrest secretly.

A dark thorn spewed out from the top of the handrail, and it was precisely pierced in the eye socket of the dead man. After a random mechanical pause, piles of poisoned dark thorn hornet's nests shot the dead man into lice one after another.

"I changed the drawing for Xia Yun to make Lian|Crossbow|," Cheng Zhe raised the corners of his mouth when he met Qiao Anyue's slightly shocked eyes, but there was no smile in his eyes because he mentioned the old man, " Anyway, I have learned the lesson of the Great Snow Mountain battle."

That battle made Cheng Zhe never so eager to study mechanism skills—especially offensive weapons.

During countless sleepless nights, he would ask himself if he hadn't insisted on capturing the ends of the earth, or if he had made a more sophisticated blueprint early on, or if he hadn't pressed the exit button at the beginning... But if he did anything, Xia Can the cloud increase the possibility of survival?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Even if he made a powerful enough mechanism now, he would only kill the little dead man in front of him, but he would not be able to get Xia Yunsheng back.

Just as he went through all kinds of hardships to find the ends of the earth, he couldn't get back Helian Qiu's awakening.

He was always missing, never making the right choice at the right time.

"Can this way be kept?" Qiao Anyue inadvertently asked Cheng Zhe's lost thoughts.

He nodded affirmatively, and was opening more portable organs, but he saw Qiao Anyue rushing forward without looking back, leaving a word of unreserved trust before leaving, "Then, keep it safe."

Cheng Zhe's breath stopped, and then she saw Qiao Anyue rushing towards Gao Shiyuan without hesitation.

Gao Shiyuan never expected that the "extraordinary poison" he got could be easily deciphered by Qiao Anyue. Right now, six dead men with him have been eliminated by the silver needle, and the rest is just a matter of time.He hastily staggered a few steps back, his expression of sure victory had long since disappeared, and he hurriedly walked the road of the Golden Luan Hall to evacuate outside.

...By the way, his real cards are outside.

Three hundred dead men!He didn't believe that Qiao Anyue could kill so many people by himself!

Qiao Anyue dealt with the tenth dead man expressionlessly, unfolded a pack of silver needles again, squinted her eyes, and chased all the way out.

The silver needles chased from indoors to outdoors, and the needles did not fail. The moment they touched the skylight outside, the blue light on them added a bit of crystal clear feeling, like broken lake blue glass. There was a black and red blood drop.

When Qiao Anyue chased outside, she felt a gust of cold wind blowing her cheeks sorely.

She paused for a moment, and immediately understood why the matter of the "mutiny" had been delayed for a long time—the feeling was blocked by Gao Shiyuan in the middle.

Such a stop gave the remaining dead soldiers time to react.

All of a sudden, all the men in black split into two groups, and the two hundred or so people actually divided into three groups, one group was facing the Suhra Terrace, the other group was facing the gate of the Xuanhe Hall, and the other group was going straight He rushed over to Qiao Anyue.

Qiao Anyue looked at nearly a hundred people gathered around her, shook her head, and said to Gao Shiyuan who was far away, "I really think highly of me."

... There are only about 20 people in the Xuanhe Hall.Cheng Zhe...should be able to hold on, right?

Gao Shiyuan, who finally found a sense of security, stood there with the mentality of watching a movie and replied, "Although it is a failure, it was cultivated by me after all my hard work."

Gao Shiyuan has always been conceited, so it is not surprising that he said such arrogant words.

Qiao Anyue shook her head, stepping on the wind-chasing steps Xia Yun taught her to easily bypass the siege of so many people, her tone was a little nostalgic, and more of a sigh, "You really haven't changed."

She scattered the last row of silver needle goddesses like flowers, bent down to pick up the long sword that fell from one person's hand, made a gesture in the air, and then slowly made a sword move .

Qiao Anyue closed her eyes, and the remaining senses of hearing and smell were infinitely enlarged.

All of a sudden, she jerked her sword upwards and flicked away a stabbing sword.

"What you taught them...and what you taught me and the first year of junior high...hasn't changed at all."

Qiao Anyue spoke lightly, as if she was stating a very common fact.

Closing her eyes, her mind was filled with the moves that Xia Yun taught her stroke by stroke when she was idle on the island. Following the trajectory, she felt that she almost merged with the afterimage of Xia Yun teaching in her mind. Made a slight mistake, using the smallest steps to avoid attacks from all directions.

He suddenly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it into the air forcefully.

Qiao Anyue pierced the chest of a dead man with a sword, and the man slashed towards her shoulder without feeling the pain as expected.

With a flick of the wrist, the figure rotated, the long sword was suddenly pulled away from the opponent's body, and the small porcelain bottle in the air just fell in front of him at this moment.

The amber pupils opened suddenly, and the tip of the sword drew a familiar sword flower in the air—just like Xia Yun’s countless habitual little movements—the sword flower lifted the cap of the porcelain bottle, and the ice blue liquid inside came out of the sword. The tip slid down the sword body, and the moment the droplet was about to reach the hilt, the long sword swung abruptly.

A few grains of ice blue splashed in all directions and touched the skins of the dead men beside them. Those who were hit screamed in pain. With the place where they were hit as the center of the circle, blue lines spread rapidly along the blood vessels all over their bodies. Then those people's limbs lost their strength and twisted immediately. After struggling for half a moment, they turned into a pool of blood and rotted from the roots.

Xia Yun's sword moves, Miao Xiaowu's poison code, and He Lianqiu's various ideas of fighting poison with poison...at this moment, they all merged into one in Qiao Anyue's body.

"Their breathing, their steps, their thoughts, their actions... nothing has changed."

Qiao Anyue danced an alien dance as if she was cooperating with a silent musical instrument. The icy blue poisonous water had a coquettish color, shining brightly under the refraction of the sun.

During a dance, Qiao Anyue is the center of the circle, surrounded by blue blood.

Like a moth to a flame, the moment it comes into contact with the flame, its life is exhausted.

Gao Shiyuan was shocked by Qiao Anyue's change and was speechless.

A snowflake was suddenly cut off by a sharp sword tip. Qiao Anyue held the long sword across Gao Shiyuan's neck, her eyes were cold, "they are now me, and now I want to kill the 'me' of the past ... as easy as flipping the palm of your hand."

In the chaos of fighting, the capital ushered in the first snow of this year.

"Your body is full of flaws. In the face of desire, you can't even contain your anger." Qiao Anyue looked at Gao Shiyuan with sadness in her eyes, "And you haven't been able to do well in your life. A doll."

"Whether it's these people, me, or my sister..." Qiao Anyue tilted her head and raised the corners of her mouth, "We just closed our minds, you can't do anything, you have never succeeded in taking away our Heart."

"That's why my sister asked Chuyi to save me before she died, so after I was rescued, I didn't even think about going back, so this group of people could escape, but they came to die one after another. You never know, we How I want to get rid of you."

"You think you're the one who writes the script, and all actors have to follow your script... But this world has never been a stage."

The emotion that had been silent for a long time exploded at this moment, Qiao Anyue slowly pulled away the long sword, looked coldly at the blood left in Gao Shiyuan's aorta, stared at Gao Shiyuan's eyes that were dying, and said word by word: "Never. "

Next...

Qiao Anyue looked away, threw a small bottle of poison to Suhratai who was still fighting, and carried the long sword upside down, and walked step by step towards the Xuanhe Hall with the door wide open.

Inside the hall.

Manchao Wenwu looked at Cheng Zhe sitting on the four-wheeled cart with horror on his face.

This group of important ministers who have been chattering in the court all year round were all shocked by what just happened.

——When a group of people broke through the locked palace door from the outside and rushed straight towards His Highness the Fifth Highness, this "chivalry" with limited legs and feet actually beat the intruder into honeycombs by virtue of his superb and exquisite mechanism skills!

It's just that my legs and feet are inconvenient... Oh my god... what should I do if my legs and feet become more convenient!

Before he could react, he saw a slender figure walking in from the falling snow, the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

Backlighting, black shadows, they don't look like life-saving benefactors, but rather life-threatening ghosts.

The chaos outside seemed to have gradually died down, Qiao Anyue threw the long sword to the ground, leaving a scarlet trace on the blue brick with a sizzling sound.

"Your Highness," Qiao Anyue took out a volume of imperial edict from her bosom - it was given to her by Shen Yuange's secret stake in the capital when she first entered the capital, and said calmly, "The first emperor has an edict. "

at last……

at last.

Qiao Anyue and Cheng Zhe stared at the imperial edict, their breathing was a little short of breath, they felt their heart beat faster, and they kept saying silently in their hearts:

Xia Yun (A Qiu), did you see it?

What you've been waiting for, what you've been waiting for, is finally here.

Yuan Chong suddenly remembered what he and Yuan Hua asked Xia Yun on the island before.

It was a summer night at that time, and the fireflies on the island were flying all over the sky. Facing the stars all over the sky, the years were peaceful.

So Yuan Hua suddenly asked, "Master Xia, why do you help us for no reason?"

Help a royal family that is dying.

Yuan Chong still remembered that Master Xia was lazily holding grass roots in his mouth, leaning on Master Yue's shoulder like a boneless person. Hearing this, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and said lightly, "Because I'm an assassin Ah... because as an assassin, I chose your father as the object of allegiance, um... nothing wrong, that's it."

At that time, he asked, "Is it because you believe in my father that he can restore peace to the world?"

"How can there be peace in the world! For so many years, which emperor has few criminals?" At that time, Master Xia sneered and flicked his forehead, and then threw himself into Master Yue's arms, smiling. Said: "It's just that your father can make the people eat and clothe as much as possible, but Lu Kun is too ambitious to do that."

"Tsk, if you two can go out of the island in the future, walk around more, and see more, you will find that as long as this world is still there, it is impossible to achieve peace. Some people will encounter all kinds of messy things, but Well, if you can manage something in the future, do it as much as you can! No matter how bad it is, you can also exempt me from those useless exorbitant taxes, and those who are empty-paid, tsk, solve a few more, at least you can go infinitely' The two broken characters of "Taiping" should be closer."

"Get as close as possible, that's enough. Why think so much!"

Yuan Chong didn't know who took over the imperial edict from Qiao Anyue and began to read it, and he didn't know how he was brought down to change into a dragon robe, and he didn't know how he walked up the steps step by step while the important officials bowed down. , All he knew was that he had come to his senses, and he was already standing in front of the dragon chair.

He is shaking.

Trembling uncontrollably.

He knows how much he has. This position... If Yuan Hua were a man, he wouldn't be so cheap.

Yuan Chong laughed at himself, thinking that the first thing he would do when he turned around was to leave his sister behind in the capital - lest this girl run around and make him panic.

He turned around and sat firmly on the dragon chair. When he was about to accept the gifts from the ministers, he heard a "Kala" clearly.

A stabbing pain in the back of the neck.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow's Wanchang ending, I originally wanted to release it in three days, but later I wanted to release it in three time periods. The last thought is to forget it, let's take a breath. 2333 Yes, it is so fickle

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Regarding fighting, it is logically untenable for one person to single out so many people. No matter how good my martial arts are, this is not a fairy tale.The main thing that kills is not swordsmanship but poison, as long as it is thrown and stained, it will be gg, that's why so many people can be killed.

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Thank you, little reporter from Zhenshou Mansion, Aoba Landmine*1