In terms of poison skills alone, apart from Yan Ding, whose whereabouts are unknown, who else is better than Amber? Hua Xiaofei is not good, and Song Yang is even worse.
Amber's voice was low: "I was injured and can't use force, but I still have the ability to poison." After saying that, she glanced at Ah Jiu and said calmly: "That's it."
Ah Jiu did not dare to say anything more and turned back to command the battle formation...
There was a fierce battle near the north gate, but Amber sat firmly. It didn't matter how fierce the fighting was. What she had to do was simple: wait.
Monk soldiers, guardians, and Uighur warriors all joined the battle group and risked their lives to stop the Yan army's crazy counterattack. Master Hu, the second idiot Xiao Qi, and others who could not fight gathered around the imperial master, with pale faces and panicked eyes. Su Hang
She was no exception, she was afraid. After all, she was still an ordinary woman. She was in the heart of the battlefield, with flesh and blood flying in her eyes and screams and wails in her ears. Who could remain unmoved.
However, fear could not delay Su Hang's curiosity. He squatted in front of Hu Bo and said, "Are you waiting for Song Yang?"
Amber nodded and asked, "Do you like Song Yang?"
Su Hang did not hesitate: "I like him the most in this world."
Amber smiled: "Then I like you too."
Su Hang's eyes were bright as he looked at the Imperial Master up and down. After a moment, he smiled brightly and charmingly: "If you can always help him, I will like you."
Amber and Su Hang, one was shrouded in a mask and looked mysterious and terrifying, while the other was dressed in strange clothes and her body was still trembling slightly, but she was whispering with a smile. The two goblins were chatting very harmoniously.
But Ah Jiu, who was commanding the monk soldiers at the side, had already seen thick cold sweat on his forehead. There was a lot of commotion when the north gate was opened. The Yan troops wandering nearby heard the sound and were coming to help one after another, but what worried him the most was
Or outside the city, Tianquan.
The Tianquan camp is coming soon, right? Everyone will die by then... Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom? Waiting for the Lord of Hell? Ah Jiu was a little confused in her anxiety, forgetting that she was a Buddhist, and she would not return to the Lord of Hell even if she died.
Tube.
Time seems to be frozen, and every moment is extremely long. However, in the blink of an eye, a life is withered, and in a breath, several heads fall to the ground. The contrast between speed and slowness makes people feel a sense of absurdity inexplicably... Originally
I thought that the most valuable thing was time, but now I realized that it is life.
After a long and fierce battle, almost all the believers were slaughtered, the monks and soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the master protectors who followed the national master were also seriously injured. But the "city gate is still there", and Amber is sitting upright! How is the progress on Song Yang's side?
She doesn't know, she only knows that this city gate is her son's life, and as long as she still has breath, she cannot allow it to be closed!
'Master' showed no sign of getting up and leaving. Ah Jiu was so anxious that he could no longer give orders to the disciples of the two houses for the time being. He ran to an old monk who was seriously injured and had withdrawn from the melee: "Sixth Brother, you are a good practitioner. Please help me listen."
, how far away is the sound of horse hooves outside the city?"
Ah Liu was good at 'listening'. He was seriously injured but his five senses were still there. After hearing the words, he lay down on the ground and listened carefully for a moment. He raised his head and said, "Where is the sound of horse hooves? There is no movement outside the city."
Ah Jiu said "Ah", his tone full of confusion. He had been counting the time silently. The Tianquan camp in the north of the city must have arrived at this time. Why was there no movement at all? He said unwillingly: "Senior brother, listen carefully again?"
"Listen...Amitabha." Ah Liu's wound was in terrible pain. He didn't want to talk nonsense with his junior brother. He waved his hands and said, "You must have heard me wrong. It's very quiet outside!"
Ah Jiu was full of doubts, and after thinking for a while, he finally realized: It must be the Master. No wonder he dared to sit down, and if he waited, it turned out that the Beimen Tianquan reinforcements had been neutralized long ago. As for how to 'solve' it, the master's magical methods are not something that a disciple can do
Can be inferred.
Amber was relieved. She was asking Suhang which tailor shop that Chunli dress came from.
At this moment, a long roar suddenly penetrated the night sky! It was loud and sonorous, full of the meaning of a decisive battle. One voice almost crushed the entire noise. Following the roar, several people rushed towards the north gate from the direction of the city.
There were only a few people, but the momentum they created was as if a large group of tigers and wolves had arrived!
The roaring man's temples were stained with frost, and the long bow in his hand was trembling endlessly. Every time he moved the string, a golden light would bloom. The great master Luo Guan flicked his fingers and fired seven shots to cause wind and thunder.
The old man in green shirt had a kind smile on his face. He put his hands on his sleeves and walked very steadily. With every step he took, people around him could feel the ground shaking slightly. Gu Zhaojun... he usually walked very 'lightly'.
It was like a shadow fluttering in the wind, but during the war, it became really heavy. All the Yan troops who dared to approach and kill him were kicked off by his feet that seemed to be crushing the earth!
Whether it was a sword, a gun or a living person, they were all broken in two. Su Hang looked at it from a distance and saw with his own eyes a Yan Army general rushing towards Gu Zhaojun, and was immediately kicked in the chest. The strong man was broken at the waist, and his upper body flew away.
out, with both legs still on the ground.
Nan Rong followed her master closely, and she was dancing. The only difference from before was that there was an extra chain in her hand, more than ten feet long, with eleven silver ridges. It rose up with her gracefully, and there were blood lotuses wherever she went.
In full bloom, the bright red accentuates her dance.
There is also Mr. Silk. The fat man kills with his bare hands. There is nothing fancy about it. He is just a simple and practical way of grabbing wrong bones. However, his technique is extremely fast. He only grabs the neck, and with a soft "click" sound, a young and strong life is saved. There is no tragedy.
Call, die in silence...
And among the group of people, the most astonishing, terrifying, and most majestic one, Song Yang, Longque! He rushed in so vigorously, with only blood and blood left. What was in front of him was broken, and what was left behind him was broken.
All the way to plasma!
Su Hang felt dizzy, her body swaying and she could hardly sit still. Amber flicked his fingers on the tip of her nose, presented her with a soothing powder, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Su Hang calmed down, smiled and knocked on his head: "I always thought he was stupid... I didn't know he was so fierce and had so many powerful friends." When speaking, she always looked at Song Yang and spoke in a very soft voice:
"I like him."
Listening to the beautiful woman praising her son, Amber was happy: "He has an even more powerful mother." After speaking, he ventriloquismally ordered: "Get it!"
Ah Jiu was overjoyed and waited for the people to finally arrive. He shouted loudly and urged the few remaining men to change their formations again and bring Song Yang and his party in. Su Hang was the first to greet him, but he didn't say anything and just pulled Song Yang up.
Yang's hand was placed on his cheek.
Amber smiled: "Come back? Very good."
Neither woman asked Song Yang how the trip turned out, as long as he came back... it would be fine.
No one else asked, but Song Yang said it himself, with a happy expression: "It didn't work out. I didn't know until the end that he didn't run out with me."
When the fighting in front of the north gate was in full swing, the palace was also hastily cleaned up. Escorted by elite soldiers from Qingniu and Yulin, they opened the palace gate and began to flee... In the western suburbs of Jingcheng, a royal villa was built thirty years ago.
Although the atmosphere is not as good as that of Yan Palace, it can basically be used as a "preparation palace". After leaving the palace, the large group of people headed west, but they were ambushed in the middle and caught up with the rebels and rebel groups. They were fighting in chaos; Gu, Bo, and Li
Leading the elite to attack the vital point, their strength alone is not enough; fortunately, Song Yang leads three hundred dead soldiers... Song Yang is not the only one on their way, everyone is a mad dog!
What's disappointing is that it's just an empty chariot. Jingtai didn't leave the palace with the brigade. The rebels used their lives to pave the way to get in, but the real owner is not there...
During the assassination, the rebels only gained power temporarily. After all, the two guards were elite and powerful. After a period of chaos, they stabilized their position. When several thieves saw that the situation was not good and Jingtai was not around, they fought for a while and then retreated together, rushing to the north.
Li Mingji returned to the Luoshuang Pavilion. In all her actions before and after, she covered her face and changed her body shape without revealing her traces. She planned to continue to hibernate in Jingcheng.
Er Sha didn't know what Song Yang was doing, but it couldn't stop him from wondering: "You're still so happy that it didn't work out?"
Unexpectedly, Song Yang suddenly laughed. His face was covered with blood, and his smile was extremely ferocious. Not only him, but Gu Zhaojun and Mr. Bo also laughed together.
The two idiots were so anxious that they kept asking what they were laughing at. In the end, Song Yang just said: Don't ask, it's not interesting. But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh again.
There was a bloody fight outside, and the rebels looked at each other and laughed. Amber no longer waited, and gave an order. The good martial artist picked up the one who was not good at martial arts and began to flee. The blind man only felt his shoulders tightening as he was being carried on his back. He hurriedly thanked: "
Thank you for saving my life, hero."
Nan Rong held the dwarf with his left hand and supported Xiao Qi with his right hand. He replied calmly: "You're welcome. You help me set the fire. I should save you."
The woman originally had a fragrant smell, but Nan Rong had just returned from the charge, and the fresh blood all over her body was pungent, so the blind man did not smell who she was. Hearing her voice, the blind man shivered uncontrollably, and his days in Jingcheng were really blurred.
She was so threatening that she stammered: "Nan, Nan, everyone, let me down and go on my own..."
Ah Jiu sent the order again, and the remaining monks and soldiers of the two academies and the guardians of the Imperial Guard tried their best to cover the escape of the 'Master', and then formed human shields to block the pursuers in the city. Their loyalty to the Imperial Adviser was far from being measured by their lives.
of.
After leaving the city, Amber was accompanied by a few monks. Amber was in a good mood and did not take their lives. He just ordered them to stop there and wait until the chaos was over before returning to the Great Thunder Sound Platform.
Axia's warriors were almost all wiped out, but he fled to a quiet place and said goodbye to Song Yang. The war with the Yan army in the north gate could be regarded as a "misunderstanding in the chaotic city", but fleeing from Dayan just like that was a "misunderstanding"
It is impossible to explain, Axia and the Uighur chief want to stay.
During the farewell, Er Sha blew a whistle with red eyes and released Liu Wu into the countryside. Big Bird's target was too big to escape with them. In the end, Song Yang's group was the only one left with Qi Shi and rebel thieves.
, Su Hang Amber, Mr. Hu and the few surviving envoys and officials under his command... Su Hang was held by Song Yang's waist, barely touching the ground, and was led by him to fly forward, looking up at his chin:
"Are you laughing?"
When Song Yang nodded, she sighed: "Jingtai is still alive, you shouldn't be happy."
Song Yang's smile became even brighter: "I tried my best, but some things just can't be done. It has nothing to do with calculations or ability. No one can blame me... It doesn't matter, there's a long way to go. I'll just come back next time."
Hu Huo, who was lying on Song Yang's back, smiled hoarsely: "My son!"
At this time, Luo Guan, who was in charge of escorting the team, suddenly exhaled and shouted: "Who is it!" He yelled and at the same time, his long bow was full and he pointed forward. Everyone stopped as if facing a formidable enemy.
There was a rustle of grass blades, and a man with his face covered in chalk and wearing a gorgeous dress stood up from the grass, Grandma.
Grandma ignored others and finally found the owner after looking around for a long time. Her face was full of joy: "Sister Hang is fine. This is thanks to the blessing of Buddha."
Su Hang smiled, jumped back to the ground from Song Yang's arms, and said to his companions behind him: "My people, let's all follow him."
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Jingtai was originally going to leave the palace with a large group of people. If the fire burned, the palace would be reduced to ashes, leaving him with only one way to die. After crying, he managed to wake up and lead people to make preparations for escape. At this time, he could no longer pay attention to the emperor.
The more noble you are, the more emperor you are, the more you have to suppress him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came down from the tower, the eunuch Little Chongzi suddenly ran to him: "Hey, drink, hehe... Bah!"
The chief officer of the Qingniu Guard who was guarding the emperor was anxious at that time. He didn't understand a word of the previous words, but the last one was clearly a shout of long live. He immediately shouted: "Are you crazy? Get away!" He raised his big hand and wanted to hit him.
, if the emperor's personal eunuch was not in front of him, he would draw a knife.
But unexpectedly, Jingtai looked surprised when he heard these strange words. He stretched out his hand to stop the guard, lowered his head and told the little insect: "Say it again."
Word by word, the little bug repeats.
It is full of modal particles from beginning to end. Each word has no actual meaning, and the nine words strung together have no meaning. But just because it has no meaning and is irrelevant, it will never be spoken by mistake.
Unless you memorize it deliberately.
Jingtai can also memorize the same 'mantra'. He has been able to recite it since he was a child. It seems that he has memorized it very well since he can remember... The Imperial Master said: One day when you are under siege, you can completely trust the person who tells you these nine words.
Will bring you alive.
Jingtai was stunned. It was not a life-or-death situation. He didn't expect 'that person' to come, let alone that 'that person' was a little insect.
The little insect glanced at the guards timidly and whispered to Jingtai: "Long live, come with me."
After greeting the chief of the imperial guard, several important ministers of the court, and the head of the inner palace, the large group of people still carried the emperor's banner and marched out of the palace. However, Jingtai himself followed the little bug and left without even a guard.
.The little bug made it clear that you can bring many people with you, but except for one Banzai, the number of others who follow will be the same and they will die.
The fire came from the south and had burned through the wall... The little insect stood by the Green Lotus Pond in the Imperial Garden and said to Jingtai beside him: "Long live, wait for me for a moment." After saying that, he jumped into the pond with a splash.
In the emperor's garden, the pool must not be too deep. On weekdays, noble people come and go here. It would be terrible if someone slipped and fell into the water and drowned. The little bug was just a child, short in stature, but his shoulders could still be exposed in the water.
Holding his nose with one hand, he went down into the water and groped for a moment on the bottom of the pond, as if he had found some mechanism. When he lifted it hard, he heard a dull sound, and the water level dropped rapidly. In just a moment, the small pond was empty.
At the bottom of the muddy pool, a large hole was exposed in the center. By the light of the fire, a row of moss-covered steps could be vaguely seen, leading to nowhere.
The little bug raised its muddy hands: "Long live please move..."
Jingtai smiled: "We are escaping, Shao Wen is in trouble!" After saying that, regardless of the majesty of the dragon robe, he jumped into the mire and went down the slippery steps. The little bug broke off and followed the emperor down a few steps, and then
I fumbled for an iron ring from the stone wall and twisted it hard. The banging sound started again. The entrance was closed. At the same time, the source of the water was opened. Soon the Qinglian Pond was filled again and returned to its original state.
The little insect ran up to the emperor in three steps and wanted to light the lamp, but he was so short that it was difficult for him. In this situation, how could Jingtai be taboo about masters and slaves? What's more, when the little eunuch in front of him said those nine words, it would be very difficult for him.
Jingtai is really like a relative!
Jingtai stepped forward to help, and under the guidance of the little bug, he lit the oil lamp on the wall while walking. The lamp was 90% full of oil. It was obvious that there were special personnel to take care of and maintain it. At the same time, he looked around. The secret passage was not too narrow and could provide enough energy.
The three fat men walked side by side. The road was winding down, deep underground, damp and cold.
The little insect led the way in front of him and said with a smile: "Master told me about this secret path..."
Just after saying a few words, Jingtai interrupted and asked: "Master?"
"The master is the current national master, Master Shengjing!" Xiao Chongzi's tone was proud and pious, and then continued the topic just now, "This secret passage was accidentally discovered when he was playing in the garden when he was a child. It leads directly to the western suburbs. It should be
It was left over from the previous dynasty. No one in this dynasty knows that thirty years ago, the master asked the late emperor to build a villa in the western suburbs just for this secret passage.
"Master has carefully checked and found that this secret passage is well constructed, has ventilation and drains, and is so humid that it is basically not afraid of water or fire. You can rest assured that you will be safe once you enter. Also, there are masters along the way.
The poison is so poisonous that unless you take the antidote from an early age, you will definitely die if you enter it."
The secret passage was reserved for the emperor's escape. The Imperial Preceptor was not a god who could predict the future. He could not predict today's situation. He could only deduce based on common sense that once Jingtai was used here, there would probably be pursuers behind him... The poison was used to strangle him.
The pursuers. As for Jingtai, the little insect was fed special medicine by the imperial master when he was young, which can detoxify the poison in the secret passage.
As they walked, Jingtai frowned: "He...why didn't he tell me?"
The little insect responded with a clear voice: "Master said, Banzai doesn't need to worry about this little thing, we can just worry about it."
The answer was all correct, but he misunderstood what Jingtai meant. The emperor sighed: "I'm not talking about the secret passage, I'm talking about you... Also, is Xiaodouzi the same as you?"
The little bug nodded, and the answer was still the same 'Master said': "Master said that he knows how to use people and who to use, and he will arrange it. Long live the emperor who does whatever he wants. It would be great if he knew our plans in advance.
I am not willing to fight or scold because of my identity, but it will easily arouse others' suspicion. Xiaodouzi is the same as me, he is my senior brother..."
As he said that, the little insect pouted and said in a sad tone: "He died unjustly."
Xiaodouzi's death was indeed unjust. Jingtai killed him because he told him "things he couldn't listen to", but he didn't know that Xiaodouzi was actually the confidant of the Imperial Master.
Jingtai didn't care about this small disobedience, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Yes! You killed the wrong person, blame me."
The secret path is winding and winding, but there are no forks, so you don’t have to worry about walking. Jingtai doesn’t know martial arts, and he vomited blood twice tonight, but he is in excellent health. Every three or five days in midsummer, he goes to swim in the large lake in the eastern suburbs.
I didn't feel tired after traveling all afternoon. Now my energy and blood are gradually smoothing, and my steps are getting faster and faster. I almost had to run to keep up with the insects. After walking in the secret passage for a long time, I finally started to slowly go up. The final exit was not in the other garden.
It was the vegetable cellar of a farmer ten miles away from Bieyuan.
When he came out, Jingtai picked up a pickled cabbage leaf, tasted it, and threw it away... However, the people in the farmer's family completely ignored his arrival, as if the two people who suddenly appeared did not exist at all, and they were familiar with the little bugs.
Being familiar with the road, he led Jingtai to a quiet room to rest.
As soon as he stepped into it, Jingtai stopped.
The furnishings of the quiet room are simple, with only one bed and one table, so the words hanging on the wall become more eye-catching.
There was no signature, the handwriting was sparse, and even a little crooked. Jingtai recognized it as the handwriting of the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master's hand was rotten and he could not write well, so he seldom wrote. Usually, A Dai wrote the decrees.
Six words on the wall: No problem, the future will be long.
It can be seen that the paper is slightly yellowed and has been hanging here for many years... At this moment, the rooster is singing and dawn is breaking in the sky.