Although Chanli's hidden weapon was excellent, his strength was mediocre. He was no match for Nan Liyu. After a few rounds, he was out of breath. The monk's robe on his chest was cut with a long slash by a sharp sword, and the material of the clothes was in ruins. It was flying around in the wind, but not a trace of blood leaked out. At this time, he was covering the place where the sword had just scratched with his hand, and golden light flashed between his fingers.
It was actually gold armor.
"The golden silk armor is indeed on you." The sound that came out when the Xinxi Sword passed across Chanli's chest was not the sound of flesh and blood breaking. Ranchen immediately guessed what was going on, "If the eldest princess succeeds in her rebellion, the court will definitely be in chaos. , then how peaceful do you think the world will be?"
The smell of blood began to spread around.
Dark red blood flowed down Nan Liluo's right arm, along his fingertips, and dripped onto the long sword in his hand.
The originally clean long sword was now covered with blood stains, falling from the tip of the sword. He could no longer tell whether it was his own blood or the enemy's blood.
A masked man fell to the ground. The black night clothes could not cover the huge and terrifying wound on his chest. It was the trace left by a sword that was pierced through the chest and then pulled away. The blood spurted out stained the surrounding area. clothing.
The sword was withdrawn so fast that it didn't even cause the masked man to feel much pain. He didn't seem to understand what was going on when he came back, so he fell backwards and fell straight to the ground, still holding himself tightly in his hand. weapons.
The remaining three people did not show any panic at the death of their companions and let their opponents find their weaknesses. Instead, the three of them immediately stood back to back and looked at Nan Liluo and others surrounding them with cold eyes.
Although Ranchen was sitting in the carriage, he had a clear view of his surroundings.
The eldest princess's twelve dead warriors are indeed extraordinary. Although their martial arts skills are not at the highest level, they are not afraid of death at all. Every move is a risk-taking style. Although these four people cannot defeat Nan Liluo and the others, this fight In a life-threatening posture, I'm afraid the three of them will suffer a lot tonight.
Not far away, Chan Li saw Zhao Shi killed on the spot, and he had a final decision in his heart.
As soon as the Xinxi Sword came out, it showed that the people who came were already masters of Yunzhong City, and they had no chance of winning.
Chanli snorted coldly and put down the hand covering his chest: "How about we cooperate?"
"Cooperation? Is there anything in us that Master Chanli is interested in?"
"Shouldn't Yunzhong City be happy? The world is getting more and more chaotic. If Yunzhong City takes action in troubled times, its reputation can be further improved. When the time comes, I'm afraid even the court will have to give in to you. Why continue like this? Be a lackey of the imperial court."
Ranchen sighed and looked at Chanli, who was standing not far away and laughing wildly.
"This obsession has forced you to this point, Chan Li."
"Or should I call you Fourth Prince, His Highness Jun Yu?"
The laughter stopped suddenly, Chanli, no, Jun Yu looked at Ranchen sitting on the carriage in shock.
"How did you-"
"After the death of Prince Dongyue, the late emperor took pity on the eldest princess and took her back to his homeland. Shortly after the princess returned to her homeland, the second prince took over as the head of the Dongyue Kingdom."
The wind blew into the carriage, making Ranchen's face turn a little pale.
His body, which was already weaker than ordinary people, looked even paler due to running around in the past few days.
"It is rumored that shortly after the second prince took over as the head of the Dongyue Kingdom, the fourth prince Jun Yu died of a sudden illness. However, no one knows the real reason for his death."
Jun Yu's eyes slowly became fierce: "Yunzhong City in the Central Plains Wulin, today I really saw the true strength. I escaped like this, and you can actually find out my true identity."
"The fourth prince has always been known as a dashing person in Dongyue Kingdom. He never cares about power, but likes to travel around the mountains and rivers all day long. I didn't know that you are so obsessed with power and money now?"
"Power and money are the most beautiful things in the world, aren't they? Even if there was no so-called power and money in Cloud City, would you still be standing like this?"
"No, some people's desire for power comes from their natural desire, while some people have other reasons."
Ranchen looked at Jun Yu.
Tianma Temple had just begun to flourish in the world, and when Cicada Li appeared, it had attracted their attention.
For a monk, he seemed too romantic.
As a person who has struggled in the world and finally established a sect, he seems too noble.
However, his origins could not be traced in the world, so Yunzhong City once gave up on investigating him.
But now I finally know the reason. It turns out that he is from the Linguo royal family.
"When Princess Qin Bing was young, she was a rare beauty. Even now, she has never missed an inch of her beauty. Zeng Jin's sister-in-law. It seems that the fourth prince's love for this uncle and sister-in-law is out of order?"
When Jun Yu saw Ranchen expressing his feelings for the princess, a surge of anger instantly rushed to his head, and he cursed loudly: "You don't have to insult the princess by speaking out."
**
Silk rain mist the sky with sad eyes.
Four double carts were parked in the open space in front of the palace. Red silk was hanging on the carts, and the drizzle was hitting them. At this time, they seemed a little lifeless and hung down weakly.
Only the bell hanging from the eaves made a dull sound due to the impact of the rain.
"Welcome the eldest princess of the Zhou Dynasty."
A slightly high-pitched voice shouted with a long tail.
Climbing up the stone steps, there were several young men standing.
The leading man is wearing a red wedding dress.
Behind him stood two men who looked younger than him.
"What do you think the eldest princess looks like?" Jun Li poked Jun Yu next to him with his elbow.
Jun Yu said helplessly: "Second Emperor Brother, why are you so curious about our First Emperor's sister-in-law?"
"Aren't you curious?" Jun Li looked at Jun Yu with a shocked expression, "You are a romantic prince, but you have no curiosity at all about this famous beauty from the Zhou Dynasty?"
Jun Yu is the one with the best appearance among their brothers. His black jade-like eyes always exude light ripples. Even his skin is the fairest among them, even brighter than Some women go even further.
Perhaps because of his good looks, Jun Yu was born with a romantic temperament, so Jun Li was quite shocked by his answer.
Jun Yu was about to refute something when a clear silver bell sounded.
The two maids opened the car curtains on the left and right sides of the car.
A slender foot stretched out.
A flaming red cloud brocade was used to outline a flying phoenix with golden threads. It was covered with a scarlet gauze dress as thin as silk. In the light rain and breeze, it was blown around behind it, constantly flying. Hitting the car.
There is a huge golden phoenix crown on the bun. The head of the crown is like a phoenix with its head raised, and there is a round pearl in its mouth. Several tassels hung from the outstretched wings, which made a crisp sound as the wind blew.
It turns out that the silver bell ringing just now came from Feng Guan.
The wedding customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were different from those of Dongyue, but in order to show respect for the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty who married to Dongyue, the king specially ordered the princess to be welcomed into the palace in accordance with the customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Xu Shi had never seen the wedding customs of the Zhou Dynasty, so the eldest princess's drive also made many people in the palace want to see the customs of this neighboring country, and the king also gave special permission. Therefore, the open space in front of the palace was crowded with servants watching the fun.
"Princess, red scarf." The maid next to Xiao Changmeng reminded in a low voice.
"No, let's go." Xiao Changmeng looked at the red scarf handed over by the palace maid, but coldly refused.
He waved his sleeves with both hands, folded them in front of his lower abdomen, and walked towards the stone steps step by step.
The woman was only sixteen or seventeen years old, her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice, and her slender neck looked even fairer against the fiery red wedding dress. In the light rainy weather, she still had a hint of paleness.
Jun Yu was stunned.
Her eyes were like dark jade covered with cold smoke. He had never seen such a woman in Dongyue.
Looking at Xiao Changmeng who was gradually walking towards them, the prince standing at the front stepped forward to greet him.
Jun Li sighed: "Princess Da Zhouzhang is indeed just like the legend. She is a rare beauty. She is indeed very different from our Dongyue women."
There was no reply from him. Jun Li glanced sideways at Jun Yu beside him and slapped him on the shoulder.
"Third brother, why are you so dazed?"
"Ah-nothing."
Jun Yu, who came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly.
At the foot of the stone steps, the woman in red wedding dress put her hand into the hand of the man who was reaching over.
The two of them walked up the stone steps side by side.
When passing by Jun Yu, a burst of flower fragrance spread along the wind.
What kind of floral fragrance is this? Jun Yu frowned. He prides himself on being romantic and loves playing with flowers and plants, but this fragrance is something he has never smelled before. He can only be sure that this is definitely not the fragrance of flowers and plants from Dongyue.
At that time, Jun Yu never thought that his whole life would be firmly controlled by this princess from the Zhou Dynasty.
**
The surroundings of Tianma Temple were silent except for the sycamore leaves making some noise in the wind.
Several black figures surrounded Tianma Temple.
One of the men held a two-foot-one-inch sword in his left hand. He made a fist with his right hand and raised his index finger perpendicularly to his lips.
The surrounding black figures suddenly disappeared into the darkness.
The man also squatted slightly and observed the situation in the temple. And asked the people around him in a low voice: "How is the city lord doing?"
The person next to him dressed similarly bowed his head slightly: "Pavilion Master, there is no news yet."
A gust of wind blew by, and the lantern hanging at the door began to spin crazily.
The originally dark environment in the temple suddenly became brighter, and some noise began to come from inside.
Ye Xinghe saw some strange movements in the temple, and immediately stood up, making an open rectangular gesture with his index finger from bottom to left, and then downward. At the same time, he stretched out his arm and pointed to his left front with his index finger.
In the darkness ahead, a fist-clenching gesture was raised, and several black shadows moved along the sideline towards the entrance of Tianma Temple.
"Whoosh"——
A bright light streaked across the gray-black night sky, bursting into orange firework fireworks.
As if receiving instructions, Ye Xinghe waved his hand, and countless black shadows strung out from the night and headed towards Tianma Temple.
