Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

Ying Qi nodded to the emperor and walked towards the competition stage.

According to the rules, the final winner of the Zhunwei will be rewarded by the emperor. In terms of rank, he will be promoted by at least one title, from the Zhunyuying.

These shadow guards entered the arena just to win a lottery, so when they competed with others, it was not the same as the previous quasi-guards, it was more for learning and communication.Even in order to restrain the shadow guards, a rule was set that no blood should be seen.

Ying Qi wanted to try it out, if it wasn't for the facial injury, would he still have problems.

The martial arts arena is very large, and Ying Qi and Gu Qingwu compete here, which does not affect Yang Zhun's competition with another person in other places.

Previously, four teams played in one team. Now, although the remaining four players are the best, no one said that they should compete in a team.

Ying Qi and Gu Qingwu didn't care about this, but Yang Zhun on the other side was a little annoyed. With Ying Qi and Gu Qingwu around, their competition had taken too much attention.

Looking at Ying Qi who was slowly drawing his sword in the standard posture of a warrior, Yang Zhun didn't know what to think, a sneer flashed across his mouth, he quickly blocked the long sword flying from the opposite opponent, and made a false move to directly detect the enemy Fang defended the dead corner, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.Yang Zhun's eyes were sharp, this person was not his opponent at all, he would lose within a hundred moves, he had to make the plan go ahead as planned before that.

It's a pity that his opponent is not Gu Qingwu, the opponent is too strong.

But it doesn't matter, in battle, people pay very little attention to things other than the opponent.

When the long swords met, there was an ear-splitting whistle. Gu Qingwu and Ying Qi broke apart as soon as they touched each other. Both of them were a little surprised. Gu Qingwu touched the numb tiger's mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"Come again!" He shouted, his fighting spirit was aroused.

Ying Qi's eyes froze, and he instinctively knew that the other party was about to exert his full strength.

The pupils reflected the thunder sword stabbed by the opponent, Ying Qiwu opened his fingers, and spun a sword flower skillfully, the next second the sharp sword came out of his hand, spinning like snowflakes and cutting towards the opponent, the surroundings of the long sword loaded with internal force The air seemed to be distorting, the sword turned ten thousand water chestnuts, and one sword broke ten thousand swords.

In the gazebo, Li Xingjin suddenly stood up!

"Drink!" Gu Qingwu's eyes widened suddenly, full of disbelief!

That was Song Qi's original sword style, called Wan Xue, and only the other party could use it. How could this unknown shadow guard do it?

He hastily withdrew his momentum, he had no intention of fighting again, and was also afraid of that thunderous sword.

However, suddenly, there was an extremely slight crisp sound, and in a place far away that no one in the gazebo could notice, a shattered broken sword broke into the gap between the two sword qis that were about to collide, and missed Gu Qingwu's long sword .

His sword power was steep and weak, and Ying Qi's Wan Xue sword style drove straight in, wrapping pieces of broken swords, and went straight to Gu Qingwu's face!

In a blink of an eye, Ying Qi withdrew his hand in time, but the remaining sword energy still contained fragments, and instantly scratched Gu Qingwu's face.

Blood dripped down the side of his forehead, but Gu Qingwu stared blankly at Ying Qi as if he didn't feel any pain.

Ying Qi frowned, her head began to tingle as usual.

The smell of blood stimulated Gu Qingwu, he came back to his senses, and said sharply: "How could you do this trick!"

Ying Qi looked at his angry and ferocious face, and shook his head.

Gu Qingwu didn't believe it, even though Song Qi was so simple and stupid, and never kept his own moves, but even he couldn't learn the moves, why would this little rabbit know?Still learning so much, there is not even the slightest deviation!

How can it be?

"Take my move!" He didn't want to pursue the broken sword just now. He glanced at Yang Zhun, who was about to end the competition because the opponent's long sword was destroyed, and thought that the fragment was just accidentally hit. came here.

Gu Qingwu was full of fighting spirit, and vowed to force Ying Qi to use Wan Xue again, so as to find evidence that the other party was learning to walk in Handan.

Li Xingjin looked at Ying Qi from a distance, his expression was unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The commander also sighed in his heart, this Yingqi really has excellent roots, how could he not have discovered it before?

The shadow guards who served by His Majesty's side would naturally not be fooled by those rumors in the palace, so they really thought that His Majesty had something to do with Ying Qi.Like Ying Qi himself, they all thought that the idea of ​​a substitute was just because the emperor had far-reaching plans, so they ordered Ying Qi to take over the role of substitute to confuse the eyes of the world.

He also thought so before, but now it seems that His Majesty's fake show is real, and he is interested.

As for the strength of this heart, the leader believes that it is definitely not as good as Song Qi from before.

The commander looked at Gu Qingwu and thought in his heart, everyone is waiting for the mighty general's wishes. If the other party lets go, His Majesty will get what he wants. If the other party insists on opposing His Majesty, then no matter how His Majesty decides, the Southern Chu marriage will no longer be possible. become possible.

But judging from the current situation, it is clear that His Majesty's chances of winning are slim.

Then besides that face, Ying Qi, who is almost the second Song Qi, is hard to guarantee that he won't stay by His Majesty's side and become the most favored existence.

Isn't that bad?For ordinary people, it may be wishful thinking, but seeing Ying Qi's martial arts, the commander who loves talents really feels a pity.

If it wasn't for being trapped in the palace, Wei Qi would have had a better future.

Dodging Gu Qingwu's unexpected sword, Wei Qi's brain seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants. In the blood mist, Ying Qi's pupils slackened, and Gu Qingwu's blood-stained face that came quickly gradually blurred into another one.The clamor of pain spread, and he seemed to hear the neighing of war horses, the beating of war drums, the fearless roar of soldiers shrouded in horse leather, and the desolate pile of drunken corpses... In the vastness of the world, thousands of arrows aimed at him, ready to go.

No one can resist ten thousand arrows with his own strength. He should be completely buried there, but why is he still alive?

Whose face is that in the blood mist?

He was sure that it was the other party who saved him.

He is alive, someone sacrificed his life for it!

Ying Qi's hands were weak, and he almost couldn't hold the sword. He saw Gu Qingwu's puzzled eyes, but he was unable to catch the sword that the other party stretched out in front of him.

The sound of metal piercing into the flesh made Gu Qingwu completely dumbfounded: "You, what's the matter with you?"

"Gu Qingwu!" There was a violent shout: "How dare you!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and no one thought that Ying Qi, who was unstoppable just now, would be injured by Gu Qingwu in just two moves.

Li Xingjin's face changed, and he rushed up to the competition stage quickly. Seeing Ying Qi standing silently, letting the blood flow from his waist and abdomen, his eyes drooping as if he had lost all consciousness, his heart ached fiercely in an instant.

A series of people followed behind Li Xingjin, scrambling to treat Ying Qi's injuries, Li Xingjin was furious: "Get out!"

He checked Ying Qi's injury carefully, and was relieved when he found that the wound was not deep.Only because the area around the wound was injured by Gu Qingwu's sword energy overflowing after he hastily withdrew his momentum, small wounds were formed and bled, so it looked a little scary.

But this injury could have been avoided.

Li Xingjin's face was as gloomy as water, and he took away the silent Ying Qi, glanced at Gu Qingwu who was at a loss, and ordered the commander: "Competition in the same sect, Gu Qingwu ignores the palace rules, hurts people with random swords, imprisoned and sentenced Si San Day, to serve as an example to others! You must mention the matter of the palace inspection and reward, and we will discuss it in the next day!"

Everyone knelt down one after another, accepting orders and saying yes.

Only Yang Zhun unwillingly raised his head to look at Li Xingjin's back, his gums were about to bleed from being bitten.

Such a small injury is really cheap for the other party!

There is also a test reward, Gu Qingwu made a mistake and hurt someone, Ying Qi lost to the opponent, it is obvious that he is the first in this test, the emperor will discuss it again in the future!

Li Xingjin didn't notice Ying Qi's strangeness until he returned to Yulin Hall and waited for someone from the Imperial Hospital to come.

This person was carried all the way back to Yulin Hall by him, but he didn't struggle at all, and he didn't say a word.

Li Xingjin immediately became nervous: "Ah Qi, what's wrong? Does it hurt so much?"

He completely lost his sense of propriety, so much so that he forgot that Ying Qi was once a solid soldier who killed thousands of people and suffered tens of thousands of injuries, so he never cried out in pain.

Ying Qi closed his eyes, and the scene inspired by thousands of arrows appeared in his mind over and over again. Even in his memories, he could feel that when the cold and snowy arrows shot down from above, his heart was more than the silver on the arrows. The cold feeling that the iron was still going cold made the blood in his whole body start to become cold and condense.

At this moment, several times of repressed longing surged into his heart, making him no longer want to force himself to admit that as a shadow guard, his past was meaningless, and he no longer wanted to be considerate of His Majesty, it seemed that he didn't want him to remember old mood.

The old dream reappeared several times, whether it was his bizarre dreams about the major general, or the people and things that he might have cared about deeply, he wanted to find out.

"Your Majesty," just when Li Xingjin didn't know what to do with Ying Qi, suddenly, the unresponsive person sitting on the bed bent down, put his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, " sorry."

In fact, he has long been sensitively aware that His Majesty probably does not want him to recover his memory. After all, once he has his own memory, he may not be able to completely become a substitute for the Major General according to His Majesty's wishes.

But he could no longer live as if he knew nothing.

He will not deliberately seek treatment, but if he thinks about the past as the congestion at the back of his head gradually disappears, he will not refuse.If His Majesty does not allow it, then after he has given up his obsession, he will act as if he has never thought about it, and continue to work hard to be an "Aqi" who is capable of both civil and military skills, and who can sing in harmony with His Majesty, until the task is completed and the other party no longer needs him .

He watched the lord of the world who was in charge of the country kneeling in front of him, letting him wrap his hands around his shoulders, with an expression as if he was dealing with a fragile object, flustered and cautious, with tenderness in his domineering and cold eyes, in a trance , Ying Qi seemed to see another person's shadow in the opponent's pupils, he lowered his waist, rubbed his head lightly on the opponent's neck, and unconsciously said: "Your Majesty, it hurts a little."