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The small pool in the courtyard, which was originally peaceful due to lack of sleep, turned into waves many feet high under the sweep of the sword energy, soaking all the grass planted around the small pool.
The young eunuch who had been standing quietly next to Zhao Heyue suddenly changed his expression. He flashed to the side of the stunned princess, gritted his teeth and grabbed her arm, and pushed her into the house.
Xie Xiangcai raised the long sword in his palm, and a sword flower took shape, trapping the sword energy in the entire courtyard to the core of the sword flower. Then he pushed with the other hand, and the sword flower spun towards the young eunuch.
The young eunuch's expression was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy. The strong wind surged between his sleeves, forcefully splitting the two extremely tough cuffs into pieces.
The sword flower arrived in an instant. The young eunuch clenched his fists and swung two punches forward with force.
The boxing gang is dark and white, with mysterious lines on it, which contain extremely pure original power.
This 25-year-old internal eunuch is one of the youngest masters in the dynasty, and is also the person most likely to become the head of the twelve eunuchs in the future.
But such a young hero, under the attack of the sword flower, only lasted three breaths, and then flew away like a short-term kite, completely destroying a beautifully crafted brick wall.
Zhao Heyue, who was thrown into the house by the internal officer prisoner, rushed out of the house with messy hair. He stood helplessly in front of the collapsed abandoned brick wall. He looked at the internal officer prisoner with blood on his face for a while, and then looked at the smiling internal officer standing quietly not far away. Xie Xiangcai.
After Zhao Heyue came to his senses, he swallowed subconsciously, and then ran to Xie Xiangcai in a hurry. He knelt down in front of Xie Xiangcai with a plop, and kept kowtowing to him.
Xie Xiangcai stepped back one after another until he reached the threshold.
Zhao Heyue knelt all the way to the gate, his forehead banging on the ground.
Prime Minister Xie looked at Zhao Heyue in fear, and quickly reached out to help her up from the ground.
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"
Zhao Heyue raised his head, looked straight at the astonished Xie Xiangcai, and said loudly.
"Master? Who is your master?"
Xie Xiangcai asked with his mouth wide open.
Zhao Heyue pointed at Xie Xiangcai and said, "You are my master. You are so powerful, you will be my master from today on!"
Prime Minister Xie took a breath of air and shook his head wildly, "No, no, I haven't become a master yet, how can I be your master?"
Hearing this, Zhao Heyue's black eyebrows stood up, he got up from the ground, put his hands on his waist and said to Xie Xiangcai, "I've already kowtowed on my head to you, and you told me that you don't want to accept disciples? Are you really going to kowtow on my head?" Is it that cheap?”
Xie Xiangcai looked at Zhao Heyue awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "How about...how many more can I give to the princess?"
Seeing that Xie Xiangcai still disagreed, Zhao Heyue simply rushed forward and hugged the other party's arm, "Huh, I don't care, princess. After you kowtow, you will be my master! You are so powerful, there is no problem in accepting a disciple! I tell you Xie Xiangcai, if you don’t accept this princess as your disciple, I will ask my brother to kill all nine of your clans, and then kill all your masters and senior brothers!”
Prime Minister Xie couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he heard Zhao Heyue's coquettish words, but now he couldn't think of anything to say to deal with her, so he could only nod vaguely in agreement.
Zhao Heyue nodded in agreement when he saw Prime Minister Xie. His face with clear features suddenly stretched out, and his eyes narrowed like a moon. "Master, master, from now on, there is no place in this palace that you can't go to! If you are in Qingmeng, When you get tired of living in the city, fly to Anqing with your sword, and I will ask my brother to build a courtyard for you in the palace alone, right next to my small courtyard, and let me serve you, Master, every day!"
When Xie Xiangcai heard this, his body trembled, and he hurriedly broke away from Zhao Heyue's warm little hand, moved a few steps to the side, clasped his fists and bent down to salute, "I'm scared, Your Highness, there is no need to be so polite."
Zhao Heyue frowned and stepped forward, "You are my master, so don't call me "Princess" or "Princess"! Disciple, my real name is Zhao Heyue. Master, you can call me Heyue or Yueyue!"
Xie Xiangcai nodded helplessly and called out softly, "Heyue."
Zhao Heyue immediately smiled like a flower. She happily pulled the corner of Xie Xiangcai's clothes and led her around her small courtyard. After walking most of the circle, she came to the collapsed stone wall and found that the internal officials and prisons among the ruins had long been gone. There is no trace.
Xie Xiangcai felt the few remaining breaths in the ruins, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned his head and asked Zhao Heyue, "This little eunuch who you call the eunuch, does he have a high status in the palace?"
Zhao Heyue nodded heavily, "He is the direct disciple of the Director of Ceremonies. It is said that his martial arts is very high, a little higher than me."
Xie Xiangcai pondered, "Only a little taller than you?"
Zhao Heyue's face turned red immediately, he lowered his head and fiddled with his clothes, and said in a very low voice, "Oh, okay, he's much better than me."
Princess Heyue, who usually had the title of "little bully" in the palace, was as docile as a kitten at the moment.
After a long while, Zhao Heyue squinted his eyes and looked at Xie Xiangcai with interest and asked, "Master, do you think it will be beneficial for me to learn swordsmanship from you? Can I become a famous great swordsman in the future?"
The young man was startled and asked, "Sword Immortal? What is Sword Immortal?"
Zhao Heyue looked at Xie Xiangcai with contempt on his face, "Master, you don't even know about the Sword Immortal Realm, right?"
Xie Xiangcai nodded very honestly, "I don't know. I only know that swordsmanship is divided into control, armor breaking... and other realms. I have never heard of the sword fairy realm."
Zhao Heyue curled his lips and said, "Tch, I thought you knew everything, Master! The Sword Immortal Realm is a sword cultivator above the Duanjiang Realm. Anyone who reaches the Duanjiang Realm can call themselves a Sword Immortal."
Prime Minister Xie nodded suddenly, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Heyue and said, "Oh? Your Highness the Princess said that you don't want me to be the master anymore? That's good. One more thing is worse than one less thing. It just so happens that I'm not good at swordsmanship and can't guide Her Highness the Princess."
After saying that, Xie Xiangcai was ready to walk out of the courtyard.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Heyue quickly stepped forward with a playful smile and took Xie Xiangcai's arm, hummingly shaking his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Master, master, my disciple said the wrong thing! Please be merciful and accept me as your disciple. I don’t want to learn some poetry, calligraphy and etiquette, and then my brother will send me to a remote place outside Daqing to get married..."
Xie Xiangcai stopped when he heard what Zhao Heyue said, turned to look at him with a frown, and asked, "Marriage?"
Zhao Heyue nodded fiercely, "Yes, yes, after reaching the age of twenty, most princesses or princesses will be sent abroad to make peace with foreigners. This has always been the rule of Daqing."
Xie Xiangcai frowned more and more, "Can't we not go?"
Zhao Heyue shook his head in frustration, "If you can't, you have to go."
Prime Minister Xie took a long breath, turned around completely, and said to Zhao Heyue, "Isn't it time to go to learn martial arts?"
Zhao Heyue nodded hesitantly, then shook his head, "I don't know, maybe...? At least in a few years, I will learn martial arts and practice swordsmanship. Even if my brother really wants to send me to get married, I can swing my sword to kill those big people who are blocking my way." The master punched several holes in his body and then ran away with his sword to see who dares to stop me again!"
Xie Xiangcai was amused by Zhao Heyue's words. His hands no longer folded his sleeves, but hung naturally on his sides. "There are many masters among the people. Are you so confident?"
Zhao Heyue patted the proud chest and said quite proudly, "That's right, don't look at the level of my master!"
Xie Xiangcai smiled and shook his head. This little princess is really interesting.
"Master, master, have you officially accepted me as your disciple?"
"Don't you already call me master? Then forget it."
"Okay, finally someone accepts me as a disciple!"
Zhao Heyue was as excited as a child. After a long time, she calmed down and looked at Prime Minister Xie seriously before asking, "Master, why did you agree to accept me as your disciple again? To be honest, is it because you pity me?"
Xie Xiangcai was startled, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly.
Zhao Heyue asked, "Master, tell me why?"
Xie Xiangcai looked seriously, looked into Zhao Heyue's eyes and said, "I just don't want you to have a life of your own and not be able to choose the person you like."
Zhao Heyue was stunned, turned his head, and said in a lower voice, "Oh...we are not familiar with each other, what does my life have to do with you?"
Xie Xiangcai thought carefully for a while and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, but doesn't it happen now?"
Princess Heyue froze when she heard this, and suddenly laughed, her voice trembling.
"That's the truth..."
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Xie Xiangcai and Zhao Heyue walked side by side on a path in the palace.
He tilted his head and asked Zhao Heyue, "Do you really know where Concubine Yan's bedroom is?"
Zhao Heyue nodded affirmatively, "I grew up in the palace, and there is no corner that I don't know about! Concubine Yan has been moved to another courtyard by my brother these days. Although it is a bit remote, it is not difficult to find her."
Xie Xiangcai nodded slightly, and then followed Zhao Heyue around and around, and after half a stick of incense, he arrived at the door of an elegantly decorated courtyard.
Zhao Heyue looked around and after seeing the unguarded Ouchi masters around, he stepped forward and pushed the door open.
Xie Xiangcai held the Fengyun Sword at his waist, and his spiritual consciousness was released. In an instant, he was suddenly shocked.
Within a few miles, at least ten eyes were fixed on this courtyard.
The young man sighed. It seemed that Zhao Qingyan was really interested in Concubine Yan, and she was afraid that people who shouldn't enter the yard would even take a step.
Xie Xiangcai followed Zhao Heyue into the courtyard. In the courtyard, a graceful woman was leaning over to sweep away the dust on the water tank.
Seeing the woman alone, he felt a little uneasy.
When Xie Yan saw Zhao Heyue walking into the yard, she quickly put down the broom in her hand, stepped forward quickly, held his little hand, and said with a smile in her eyes, "Heyue, why are you here?"
Zhao Heyue jumped forward and gave Xie Yan a big hug, then pointed behind him and said with a smile, "Sister Yan Fei, I have a master, who is..."
As she spoke, she turned around. After turning her head completely, she found that the young man behind her had disappeared.
"Hey, where is my master?"
A few miles away, in another dark alley, Murong Mingzhu was being attacked by two swordsmen.
The two swordsmen are similar in age and appearance, and are twin brothers born from the same birth.
This pair of killers, who had been raised in the palace since childhood, were both top 50 on the Ouchi Master List.
The two brothers have no names and are only collectively known as the Twin Swords.
Murong Mingzhu and the Twin Swords have been fighting for dozens of rounds. Even though Murong Mingzhu has strong internal strength, she cannot withstand the combined attack of the Twin Swords.
The cultivation levels of Murong Mingzhu and Shuangzi were close to each other, and they were both in the late stages of the fifth realm. If they had not possessed high-grade swordsmanship, they would have been seriously injured and retired.
He was extremely angry because he had roughly determined the location of Concubine Yan's palace, but when he was only one step away, he was blocked by these two ignorant guys.
Murong Mingzhu held the hilt of the sword with both hands, veins popped out on her forearm, and the sword energy around her body shot out fiercely, forcing the two of them back more than ten steps.
Seeing that Murong Mingzhu was still resisting, the one of the twins holding the bright sword lowered his voice and said, "Fifth Young Master withdraws his sword and walks back ten miles. How about we just pretend that nothing happened?"
Murong Mingzhu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered, "Stop talking nonsense and come here!"
Seeing that Murong Mingzhu refused to give up, the two of them had no choice but to shout together, and their bodies turned into two blurry black shadows and rushed towards him.
The two sword qi converged on the sword tips of the two men, and violently hit the weakest defense point of Murong Mingzhu's body.
Murong Mingzhu gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, rising up from the ground and flying into the air.
Two sword qi followed closely behind, chasing after him.
Murong Mingzhu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood stained the sword body. The Dragon-Slaying Sword hung in mid-air and kept humming. Immediately, golden light shone brightly, and a tiger-shaped sword energy condensed out and rushed towards the two sword energy below him.
"Bang——"
The sword energies collided, the air waves surged, the palace walls burst, and the corridors collapsed.
In the midst of the dust and mist, two daggers sprang out from the sleeves of the twins and flew towards Murong Mingzhu's chest.
Murong Mingzhu, who was fascinated by the flying sand, felt a chill down her spine, but when she wanted to do something, it was too late.
Just when the dagger was about to penetrate his chest, a sword energy struck from not far away and knocked the two daggers to the ground.
The young man dressed in black held a long sword and flipped his wrist, and the breeze blew slowly, blowing away the flying sand.
He held Murong Mingzhu's shoulders and slowly lowered them to the ground, took out a healing elixir from his waist and stuffed it into his senior brother's mouth.
Murong Mingzhu's cheeks were pale, she turned her head to look at her junior brother beside her, and smiled helplessly.
Xie Xiangcai slowly let go of Murong Mingzhu, stepped forward with a long sword in his hand, and stopped the two Ouchi masters who were concentrating their offensive and preparing to move forward again.
"Twin swords, Ouchi Fifty Armor, nice to meet you."
Xie Xiangcai saluted with his sword and said with a smile.
Yizi, holding the dark sword in his hand, strode forward with terrifying murderous aura.
"Eighth Young Master, take one more step forward and you will die!"
Behind him, Murong Mingzhu held a sword in both hands, stepped forward and stood side by side with Xie Xiangcai, and said in a solemn tone, "Junior brother, if it doesn't work, we will withdraw!"
Xie Xiangcai smiled and shook his head. He stretched out his hand to pull off the dark wooden token hanging from his waist, weighed it and said, "A long time ago, an Ouchi 80-level warrior came to Dongfeng City to kill me. At that time, my martial arts was not high enough. Now. I have entered the fifth realm and want to try a stronger sword. Besides, you two can’t be considered a master by attacking my senior brother alone. Why don’t you let my senior brothers join forces and fight with you? "
Murong Mingzhu beside him shook his head when he heard the words, the sword's heart condensed again, and the sword energy took shape on the dragon-slaying sword in the palm of his hand.
"Junior brother, let's... give it a try?"
