Emperor Jin

Chapter 58
I saw the leader with wide sleeves and relaxed, holding out a long sword from it, as straight as a dragon, in the cold light and snow, with a graceful figure, between the red lips and sleeves, cold and lonely.

The girls who came up with them also danced their sleeves and sang lowly. For a moment, under the splendid hall, I saw the black silk robes and the snow swords contrasting with each other. After sweeping away the fragrance of the powder just now, I could vaguely see the hunting soldiers in the army. British style.

At this time, the music stopped, and there was only the clear and low-pitched singing in the hall, and the sound of the drums resounded in the ears, as if to make people feel depressed, and there was only the sword flying up and down in front of them.

At this time, the viewers are as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth are held low for a long time. The long sword shoots like a yi for nine days, and it is as sharp as a group of emperors and dragons. Next, he brought a few chills and awe-inspiring.

The dancer's sword in the center danced more and more urgently, and a ball of silver light flashed all over his body, and a heavy drum broke the sky. With long sleeves fluttering, it turned out to be a beautiful volley flying across the sky, kneeling on one knee between the emperor and empress. Under the seat of the people!

Seeing the cold light coming from afar, Baojin became more vigilant, and couldn't help fastening Qingluo Palace sleeves tightly.

To her surprise, the long sword in the dancer's hand did not shoot at him, but he respectfully accepted the reward from the eunuch and retreated.

How could this be?
Bao Jin's stiff body couldn't help relaxing, she was suspicious, but heard someone from outside the hall rushing into a person, panting: "Your Majesty, it's amazing!"

Amidst all the celebrations in the hall, this hoarse and frightened voice, with the eunuch's unique sharpness, suddenly seemed like a ghost born in the flat ground, which made people tremble and couldn't help but feel horrified.

I saw the man in the usual eunuch's clothes, stumbling into the hall, halfway, but was stopped by Zhang Xun with a whisk in his hand, he rushed forward in a hurry, and bumped Zhang Xun completely.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Xun, who was the chief eunuch, felt his face was humiliated, and he couldn't help feeling angry. He kicked him down and shouted: "This is in front of the emperor, what's the point of yelling?!"

The man knelt down and kowtowed, he didn't know if he tripped in panic, or Zhang Xun's kick was too strong, he rolled to the throne with a stabbing sound.

Amidst the low laughter of the crowd, the little eunuch got up in embarrassment, and was about to kneel down again in disgrace——

"Oh no……"

He staggered as if to step forward and hug the emperor's leg.

In the blink of an eye, the emperor suddenly stood up and dodged to the left!
There was a light jingle, and the dragon chair he was sitting on was already like a honeycomb, filled with dense hidden weapons.

At this time, the two guards standing beside Bao Jin had already reacted, one jumped up and rushed towards the little eunuch, and the other helped the queen up, and was about to hide towards the pillars on the side of the hall.

The little eunuch turned over his green clothes, pulled out a short blade from his sleeve, and cut off half of the queen's phoenix crown, a black hair slithered down, covering her face.

At this time, the palace was in chaos, and everyone realized that someone was assassinating him!

Immediately, someone screamed, all the palace ladies and eunuchs, and some low-ranking concubines got up and ran around, screaming and running away.

The whole hall suddenly fell into chaos.

"Wolf Xiao Xiao's disciple dares to call himself emperor!"

The assassin shouted loudly, dodged the queen with a sword, and stopped chasing, turned his sword, and immediately went to meet the rushing guards.

This sword was full of power, after the deep sound like cracking gold and stone, the guard's saber was cut in two. He was in shock when the assassin's short blade had pierced his chest, and a stream of blood spurted out. The resplendent dragon chair was dyed red.

The assassin was about to laugh out loud, but he felt a chill around his neck. He dodged subconsciously, and saw the cold light passing against his skin. If there was a slight mistake, his throat would be cut!
The emperor drew out his own sword, and attacked the assassin with a sneer. His moves were calm and ruthless. Although he hadn't shot for a long time, he was still extremely sharp.

At this moment, I only heard a cry from the steps below, the voice was clear and sweet, it was actually those girls who accompanied the dancers!They all took out their weapons from their sleeves and rushed towards the gate of the palace.

They seemed to be weak, but their attacks were extremely vicious. They surrounded the guards in front of the door and knocked down the guards in front of the door. They pushed the door of the palace with all their strength, trying to close it.

In the chaos, the door of the hall made a heavy blunt sound and was slowly closed, the hall was suddenly dark, the night wind blowing through the crack of the door made the lights in the hall flicker, and everyone's hearts sank even more.

The Jinwu guards outside the hall heard the shouts of killing. Although they had no orders, they couldn't help but enter the hall to rescue them. They knocked on the door of the hall with all their strength. Some were impatient, and even stabbed their knives and guns fiercely in an attempt to break through the door and escape. enter.

Helpless, the gate of Qianqing Palace is made of thousand-year-old paulownia wood, which is hard and firm, and it can be regarded as unique in the world. Only the sound of killing in front of the gate is endless, and for a while, people from outside will never want to break in.

The emperor and the assassin fought inextricably. There is a saying that "one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous". He used it to his heart's content, but was afraid of hurting his beloved wife behind him. After two ups and downs, there was a stalemate for a while.

At this time, the supporting dancers relied on the large number of people, and slaughtered the crowd recklessly. Although the remaining guards were highly skilled, they were repeatedly seriously injured because of the crowd pushing and shoving them.

At this time, only a clear whistle was heard, the sound was clear and pleasant, strange and long, but it pierced through the sky like a cuckoo crying blood, straight to the sky.

I saw a snow light soaring into the sky, Xuan Ying flew up to the high tower lightly, the sword energy was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, it was extremely dazzling.

I saw a sword like a fairy, coming like thunder and wrath, and like a river and sea clear light, that graceful figure was actually the sword dancing girl!

"The faint king accepts his life!"

she yelled.

At this time, the black shadow under the steps flickered, and a black object was thrown with a whirring sound, and it came straight towards the woman.

The woman smiled contemptuously, without even looking at it, she swung her sword and slashed away, but unexpectedly, the metal and stone collided, sparks flew everywhere, she spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

What a strong inner force!
(End of this chapter)