The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

At the moment of life and death, people can always explode infinite potential. The big disciple is no exception. He realizes that if he does not catch up with Qiao Wei himself, he may actually die in the dungeon.

On the way from Ganlu Temple to the cold palace, Qiao Wei surveyed the nearby terrain, just in case it was caught, or there was a place to hide.

She turned into a dilapidated yard, came out from the back door, flashed to the right, and flashed to a long-destroyed warehouse.

The big disciple had a good time, and with a blink of an eye, people are gone!

The big disciple’s stunned expression, if he remembers correctly, the woman’s body still has a man (the medicine box has been ignored). How can I still run faster than him?

Is this really a woman?

Qiao Wei came out of the storeroom and found a rounded little head. Looking at the big disciple, "What are you doing? Don't you come in?"

The big disciple went in and went.

The room was messy, full of moldy smell, two rows of shelves in the corner, and a few boxes that had long been unrecognizable in the mess.

Qiao Wei pulled out two sets of clothes from these boxes and replaced them with the big disciples.

The big disciple looked at the "mush and tender" palace clothes in his hand, and frowned at the disapproval: "Can you wear it?"

"If you don't wear it, you will die! The entire palace is surrounded by the Royal Forest. How much do you think you can escape the search of those people?"

"But... even if you wear it, you will be recognized in the palace!"

"Who said that we have to go to the door? We overtook the wall, but the palace wall is too far away from here. You may encounter the Royal Forest Army in the middle. It is good to be dressed up and dressed up."

The disciples were unwilling to walk to a row of shelves and put on clothes.

Qiao Wei's big set, don't have to take off his own, go up the set, she didn't take long before the set, the big disciple twisted out.

The big disciple looked at her, and the eyes suddenly straightened: "Why do you wear men's clothes? But give me the women's clothes?"

Qiao Wei said fiercely: "I am not a man's clothes here! It is an eunuch! Do you understand the eunuch?"

There is no **** in the night of the Royal Palace. The big disciple still came here to listen to people. The men in the palace are not real men. They have no "roots."

A man who has no roots is not much different from a woman. When thinking about it, the disciples of the big disciples are slightly balanced.

Qiao Wei let the young disciple put his hair down and found a piece of headscarf to pack him. Although it was rough, but the pretending to be low, the palace girl was not considered a drop.

Then, Qiao Wei pulled out a sack from the box, put the king into it, stuffed some hay, tied the bag, and found a big box, and put the king and his medicine box together. .

"And your sword." Qiao Wei reminded.

The big disciple was busy stuffing the Dansha sword into the box.

Qiao Wei put the box together, but did not know what to think of, and opened it again, took a piece of gold inlaid jade from the small box of his medicine cabinet.

In the scorpion of the disciple, there is a trace of weirdness, the person who wants to escape, what does this action do?

He was puzzled and confused, but did not ask more.

Soon, Qiao Wei found a wheeled trolley with a good luck, squatted down, and repaired the wheel with a silver needle scalpel in the medicine cabinet.

The younger disciple became more and more stunned: "What do you do?"

"You won't?" Qiao Wei asked.

The young disciple decisively shook his head: "I am the highest disciple of the National Teacher's Hall. I was chosen to enter the National Teacher's Hall when I was very young. The people of our National Division do not have to do this kind of rough work."

Qiao Wei glanced at him with a contemptuous look: "No wonder, the grandfather with the golden spoon!"

The meaning of this sentence is that the younger disciple understands that it is said that the birth is good and the growth is rich, but isn’t she the same?

"You are the daughter of Qiao's family, the little Zhuoma of the hidden family. Isn't this rough work done for you?" the big disciple asked doubtfully.

Qiao Wei opened his mouth, and then he said, and finally sighed: "It’s a long story, it’s OK, don’t pull the scorpion, go quickly!”

The big disciple unconsciously cleared the scorpion, and the disciple of the National Hall of the Tang Dynasty actually wore women's clothes to sway through the city. If the younger brothers knew it, he would not have to live in the future.

Qiao Wei put the big box on the cart, pushed the cart out, thought of something, and suddenly looked back, looked up and down the big disciple.

The big disciple was more uncomfortable with her gaze: "You, you are leaving you."

Qiao Wei frowned frowning thoughtfully, opened the hay, opened the medicine chest, took out two large groups of cotton, went to the front of the big disciple, opened his clothes, and stuffed a group.

Grand disciple: "..."

......

As Qiaowei expected, the entire palace began to be martial, and the Royal Forest officers searched for the traces of the three of them. The palaces that were squandered were big enough, and there were enough places for them. Otherwise, they were disguised as the martial arts. I found it.

Qiao Wei pushed the car and went to the place where the night and the night of the night.

That place is the most lax wall of the guard, and as long as you get there, you can basically escape.

Qiao Wei pushed the car, and the big disciple pretended to follow her.

From time to time, there are palace eunuchs passing by, the big disciples are embarrassed and embarrassed, and they are helpless. In contrast, Qiao Wei, like a stranger, combined with previous species, seriously suspected that she is actually a true eunuch!

"Someone is coming!" Qiao Wei looked awkward.

The big disciple rushed to his head.

The two tried to reduce their sense of existence and make themselves look like two eunuchs and palace ladies. Today, the search is too strict. Every passing person has been questioned by the Yulin Army.

"You two, come over!" A guardian of the Royal Forest.

Qiao Wei and his disciples walked away without squinting.

"Which palace?" asked the guardian of the Royal Forest.

Qiao Wei took out a yin and yang whispered and whispered voice: "When we return to the guardian brother, we are in the palace of Rong Rong, and the life of Feng Rong's mother is carrying something from the original palace."

The guards of the Royal Forest Army looked suspiciously at the two: "What is the car?"

Qiao Weidao: "The old things of Rong Rong Niang."

The guards of the Imperial Army went around the stroller and looked at the big box on the cart with suspicious attention: "Open."

Qiao Wei smiled indifferently and said: "The guardian brother, this is the box of the tortoise, there is nothing inside we don't even know, you just check it... passed to the girl's ear, not afraid of the niece? ?"

Rong Rong was the first heir to live in the Hall of Ganlu. Qiao Wei’s words really made the guards slightly jealous.

But the guards are not fooling, but while they are pacing, they will fall on Qiao Wei and their disciples: "There are assassins who will take the prince of the king today. Who knows if you and the assassin are a group? The box is filled with His Royal Highness, and I will run you, will it be really blamed by the slut?"

This is doubting their identity.

Fortunately, I have already prepared.

Qiao Wei took out the pendant of gold inlaid jade from her arms, and she was afraid of others to find it. She handed it to the guardian’s hand: "The meaning of Rong Rong’s mother is so long, it has been in the palace for so long, and everyone is inconvenient to show Something in front of people, I also hope that the guardian brother will understand the difficulties of my family."

This piece of gold inlaid jade is exactly what was picked out from the jujube wooden box of Rong Rong this morning. It is engraved with the special emblem of the Shang Palace. The emblem of the emperor is different from the emblem of the emperor. This is the emperor. The usual dragon emblem.

The guards are not stupid. At first glance, this piece of gold inlaid jade is the gift of the emperor to Rong Rong. Such an important thing, if not allowed to personally come out, how can a small **** get it?

The guards immediately believed in the identity of Qiao Wei, and put Jin Jinyu into his arms and let Qiao Wei release them.

The big disciple looked at Qiao Wei. I didn’t know what to say. The thoughts were so meticulous, and I was prepared to be a rainy day. One **** was smart enough. How can they be disciples of these national divisions?

The two passed the "sentinel", and then they did not encounter any patrolling guards. They went all the way to the small garden where they talked to their aunts yesterday. They could reach the palace wall through this garden.

The big disciple could already see the palace wall, and he put his hand into his arms in a hurry: "Can you take it down?"

Qiao Wei glanced at him: "What are you worried about? Isn't it a pair of chests? What a big deal?"

The younger disciple arrived: "You have a ‘bird’ with the ability!”

Qiao Wei grabbed his mouth.

He has grown up, you are a dead eunuch, what are you doing? !

Qiao Wei was more alert than a snoring gesture, pulling him behind the wall.

On the other side of the wall, two patrolling guards passed by.

The two held their breath, fearing that the guards would wrap around the small garden so they could be exposed.

Fortunately, the two guards turned a corner and went to another trail to search.

The two men sighed with relief.

Qiao Wei opened the box and hugged the king, and handed the medicine chest to the big disciple's arms.

The big disciple asked: "I just left, what should my master and my brothers do?"

Qiao Wei whispered: "You can rest assured that as long as you are not caught, you can't prove that the 'dead' is the work of your country's division."

The big disciple’s heart was loose, and he heard Qiao Wei: “They only think that you are doing it alone.”

Grand disciple: "!"

......

It is very close to the palace wall, no need to push the car again, Qiao Wei untied the sack, put the king on his shoulder, just in case, lost a bundle of rope to the big disciple.

"Why do you want to bring this? We are going to go out soon." The big disciple asked in disapproval.

Qiao Wei said: "You can't take it lightly at any time. If you want to climb the wall later, you can't climb out. Do I have to pull you?"

The disciples cleared their throats.

Well, he admits that their wizards are not over the wall.

The two walked out of the small garden and walked toward the palace wall.

All this was quite smooth. Qiao Wei helped to run a few steps, jumped up and stepped on the wall. She sat on the wall and reached out to the big disciple. This distance did not need a rope, but the disciple With the principle of giving or not to men and women, she handed a rope to her.

Qiao Wei was speechless, holding a rope and gently slamming the big disciple.

The big disciple dreamed of the land under his feet, touched his chest, and touched his face. Is this out? Really really come out?

"Let's let." Qiao Wei said.

The big disciple let me go.

Qiao Wei moved the legs across the palace wall, and supported both hands and jumped off the palace wall.

I know she jumped down, but the king on the shoulder did not!

She was cold and leaping, climbed up the palace wall, and saw that the king was caught in the hands of a dead man whose hair was burnt.

Beside the dead man, there are three other seven-seven cigarettes that burn like companions.

These four nuisances, actually put out the fire, not burned!

Qiao Wei’s arms were heavily pressed at the wall and they jumped into the palace wall.

The big disciple yelled: "Hey? What are you doing? It’s hard to come out, how come you give it in?"

Qiao Wei squinted and strode forward, kicking the dead man on one foot and robbing the king.

But she came in, and the dead man was naturally not so easy to let her go.

The three men surrounded her and showed her long sword and greeted her.

Qiao Wei is alone and still alive, can bring a living person, it is not so easy.

Where do these dead people fight? Who is her and who is the king? Just slashing, a dead man's sword slashed to Qiao Wei's shoulder, and on the shoulder of this side, squatting on the king.

Seeing that he would stab the king, Qiao Wei had to give up the other side of his own, instead using the dagger to block the sword of the dead.

Her clothes were punctured.

The huge bumps swayed the king slowly, and the king moved the dry lips, hoarse and said: "Let me down..."

"Do not let go!" Qiao Wei picked up the stabbing sword.

Her left hand protects the king, only the right hand can move, it is limited!

"Rope!" She drank.

The big disciple threw the rope over.

Qiao Wei tied the king to his back, and after vacating the other hand, it was really a lot of water.

But not fortunately, the Dansha in her hand was cracked by the sword.

Dansha was not used to kill the enemy normally. Its hardness is not as good as other weapons. After several rounds of insistence, the Dansha dagger was completely scrapped, and she only killed a dead man, leaving three tricky hands. Guy!

The three men pressed hard.

Qiao Wei stepped back and retreated to the wall.

Suddenly, the big disciple turned over from the wall. He was abolished by the power of the nine cows and two tigers. When he jumped down, he was already out of breath. He handed the Dansha sword to Qiao Wei’s hand: give."

Qiao Wei said: "You are going up for a while, I jump up and pull you up."

The big disciple said: "I will not martial arts."

Qiao Wei also said that when he was weak in martial arts, he did not expect that he would not at all: "You will not martial arts, do you still come to the cold palace to help me?"

The big disciple said: "I will send you a sword!"

Qiao Wei did not argue with him. He took the Dansha sword and compared it with the three dead men.

Qiao Wei was completely angered by the dead, almost exhausted all efforts to fight, the three played back, the backhand pierced one, forehand erased the other.

If she is on the duel, she probably won't be able to do such a skill, it is also a matter of life and death, and there is no retreat to make all the stops.

Qiao Wei finally solved the last slain, but unfortunately, the huge movements surprised more dead people, one two three three... eight!

Qiao Wei clenched the Dansha Kendo in his hand: "I can't deal with so much alone, you can think of something!"

The big disciple looked at the group of people with timidity: "What can I do?"

Qiao Wei hated the iron and said: "Do you have a dead man in your national division? Use it quickly!"

The big disciples wrinkled their tangles: "Without my Master's orders, I can't arbitrarily send them out!"

Qiao Wei said with a sullen look: "Would you sit and wait? We don't matter if we die. The National Teacher's Hall colluded with the Ji family, and the crime of murdering the king of the king can be completely settled! You want to see the scent of the National Teacher's Hall for a long time, you will Just sit still like this!"

The big disciple weighed the pros and cons in the heart. From the cold palace to here, what kind of means the other party played was roughly seen. It is indeed the name of the singer who wants to sit down in the real Zhuo Ma and the night Luo Guoshi Temple. His life can not be. The life of the slain can also be avoided, but the National Teacher's Hall has been reputed for hundreds of years.

The thought flashed, and he looked awkward and ran to the Changhuan Hall.

Qiao Wei covered him out of the encirclement.

These eight are also senior squads, and the weapons are also long swords. The difference is that Qiao Wei’s physical strength has dropped after the eight dead warriors in the war, and they are all in a peak state. Qiao Wei is very troublesome to deal with. Simply do not fight hard with it, dodge-based.

But with so many powerful slayers, it is not easy to hide!

Qiao Wei was chased up and down!

Originally, the person with the back is not like the back, but with the rapid loss of physical strength, gradually began to feel the weight on the back.

She can't move...

Fortunately, at this time, the death of the National Teacher's Hall arrived, a total of six people.

Qiao Wei rushed to the group and asked the big disciple: "How come six? Isn't your National Teacher's Hall a lot of people?"

The big disciple explained: "The rest are not their opponents."

During the talk, the death squad of the six national divisions rushed toward the eight people.

At first, Qiao Wei was worried that the number of people was not enough. The odds were not great, but they did not expect that the martial arts of the warriors of the National Teacher’s Hall were obviously above the eight. Their weapons were iron hands, and one iron hand pierced the head of the other dead man. .

This picture, hey!

Too exciting.

The six dead men of the National Teacher's Hall solved the other's dead men. Except for the two minor injuries, the other four were intact.

The big disciples finally let go of their hearts. This is the most powerful slain they brought. If something goes wrong, Master will wake up and blame him!

"Let's go, hey? What are you looking at?" The big disciple turned his head and found that Qiao Wei looked around in a strange look.

Qiao Wei muttered: "I was wondering why such a big movement, I was shocked by the dead, but did not alarm the Yulin army? Did they not find it, or found it but was stopped?"

After all, if the two sides fight, if they are called Yu Linjun, do you know that there are other dead people besides the National Teacher's Hall?

Qiao Wei’s light: “Nothing!”

"Where is it wrong?"

When the voice of the big disciple fell, Qiao Wei pressed his head!

A cold knives swept over the heads of the two men. If it was not Qiao Wei, I was afraid that the heads of the two had been cut off!

The death sergeant of a national division hall rushed over, raised the iron palm in his hand, and grabbed the other side!

However, his hand was not fully extended, and he was beheaded by a big knife.

The big knife is not the short-handled knife used by Chen Dadao, but the long-handled big knife in Guan Gong's big knife. This kind of knife is only a few pounds in weight, and no internal force can't afford it.

The face of the big disciple changed instantly when he saw the other side.

It seems that the ability of the long knife to die is even above the death of the National Teacher's Hall.

Qiao Wei is not good, but today I am afraid that it is fierce!

The long knife slain is not easy to deal with, but also come, come two!

The six dead men of the National Teacher's Hall were not enough to see in front of the two. The blink of an eye, the two cleared the scene.

The big disciple squatted down and looked at the body on the ground, sadly red eyes.

Qiao Wei really didn't expect the other party to dispatch such a powerful slain. This time, not only did they break a few generals, but even they themselves couldn't fly.

Two long-knife sergeants came over with two long knives. The big disciple had given up the resistance, squatting there, stalking his neck, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

A long knife slashed to his head!

Qiao Wei took him over: "You don't want to die!"

The big disciple growled: "I can't escape anyway!"

"Who said? Look!" Qiao Wei forced his head to the outside of the wall, and saw a light blue figure like a flying eagle from the sky!

Qiao Wei threw the Dansha sword in his hand: "Master!"

Huo Shigong Shen Dantian, steadily caught the Dansha sword.

Qiao Wei knows that although the long knife is a powerful man, it is not the opponent of Huo Shigong. Huo Shigong has a Dansha sword in hand, and it is not a problem to deal with two long swords!

Just when Qiao Wei thought that Huo Shigong could easily handle the two dead men, the two people seemed to be subjected to some kind of extreme fright, and with a long knife, they ran away without head!

Qiao Wei wowed, her master is so powerful? If you don't play, the gas field will force the enemy back!

But the next thing, let Qiao Wei wow out.

Not far from the path, the eight black men carried a step with a black veil slowly, and each person’s back was slantingly carrying a long knife, and everyone distributed it. With a fierce gas field, the steps are light and swaying, the top of the veil, a string of black gold tassels also have a rhythmic back and forth.

Qiao Wei couldn't see the appearance of the man in the step, but he could feel the other's gas field. It was a kind of powerful force that could destroy the earth.

The body of the big disciple began to tremble involuntarily.

Even Huo Shigong had a moment of dignity on his face.

Qiao Wei said: "Master, who is that?"

Huo Shigong pinched the Dansha sword in his hand: "Ghost King."

Above the slain, only the ghost king!

Qiao Wei also later learned that the ghost king is not a ghost in the true sense, but a king in the dead.

Such a king-level slain, one hundred years is also difficult to come out, not to blame the teacher's expression so dignified.

Huo Shigong blocked in front of Qiao Wei: "You go first."

"But the teacher, you..."

"I can get away, go quickly."

Qiao Wei carrying the king, carrying a big disciple, ran towards the palace wall.

The steps stopped far away.

Qiao Wei did not look back, and the steps did not open the gauze, but Qiao Wei even felt that a pair of eyes fell on himself.

Qiao Wei is trying to see what it is, and Huo Shi publicly said: "Don't look back, go!"

Qiao Wei took a deep breath and threw the disciples out of the palace wall. Then he stepped back and started running.

The people in the steps have moved.

He poked out a well-defined hand from the gauze, and pointed it at Huo Shigong.

Huo Shigong seemed to be hit by a huge force. The whole person slammed into the palace wall, and his body trembled and spit out a blood!

Qiao Wei has already sat on the wall and saw the situation at the moment. Immediately, the face will change and she will come down: "Master!"

Huo Shigong held her foot and prevented her from jumping: "Go!"

The big disciple took her other foot outside the wall: "You are coming down!"

Qiao Wei shook his head sadly: "Master..."

Huo Shigong spit out a blood, and tried his best to push Qiao Wei's foot up: "Go!"

Qiao Wei's eyelashes trembled: "I... I can't move!"

The body seems to be held down by a huge force, unable to move.

Qiao Wei looked at the steps, and saw the hand in the step, and was doing a downward pressure. Qiao Wei knew that she was suppressed by the other side with internal force.

The hand that pressed down slowly moved.

Qiao Wei has gone all the way to the past!

Huo Shigong is discolored: "Xiao Wei -"

Qiao Wei flew to the pace.

Just as Qiao Wei was about to fall into progress, a dark, spangled spear flew away from the sky, with a chill that made the gods and ghosts scream, and slammed into the steps!

There was a sigh in the steps.

The hand shrank back.

Qiao Wei got the freedom, a neat turn, and landed on the ground.

Outside the palace wall, there was a sound of uniformity.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom……

Like the heavy black iron on the cold bluestone board, she felt the vibration of the soles of her feet, looked up, and saw the palace walls that Huo Shigong did not break, like the clods that were vulnerable. The inch in front fell.

After the flying dust, a group of black-pressed guards, wearing black armor, holding a black bow, Shura generally, standing cold outside the wall.

Can't say that the wall is out, because there is no wall.

He Lan leaned on the horse and walked in and swayed.

The careless expression, as if she had just blasted off the wall of the palace, was just a fence of a vegetable garden.

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