The man squeezed in reluctantly.
Qingyun hid under the table and watched secretly.
The two masked men held silver daggers, facing the sword wind and sword shadow without fear, the more they fought, the more fierce they fought.
Sword flowers danced, although Zhang Shan had many people, he couldn't do anything to them for a while.
At this time, the crowd naturally parted ways, and Qingyun saw a pair of black gold embroidered boots came into view.
She looked up and saw Huo Jingyun walking in with Meng Zhui.
Meng Zhui is Xiao Shuanzi's real name.
Huo Jingyun was wearing a silver cloak, looked at it for a while, and said lightly: "Stop!"
The soldiers stopped.
The two masked men jumped out of the circle and looked at him.
Huo Jingyun said: "You are from Ling Chen, right?"
The two did not speak.
"I know even if you don't tell me, I have already caught your accomplice. As long as you confess Ling Chen's hiding place, I will let you go. Ling Chen is already at the end of his strength, and if you follow him, you will only die."
The masked man sneered: "Huo Jingyun, it's in vain that the emperor trusts you so much. You are ambitious, steal the emperor's battle results, and put people in danger. Everyone will be punished!"
Huo Jingyun didn't change his face: "So, I will help you all!"
Qingyun didn't recognize the two masked men by hearing the voice, but what they said, it seemed that they were really Ling Chen's people.
Huo Jingyun waved his hand, and the officers and soldiers rushed up again. The two sides collided in one place, rising suddenly like a violent storm, flesh and blood collided with white blades, and the sound of weapons slamming resounded in the ears,
Blood splatter, messy limbs and blood are what remains after the muffled aftermath.
These two masked men have fierce swordsmanship, and Qingyun has never seen them before.
The man under the table squinted his eyes half-closed to Qingyun's ear, and sniffed: "It's really fragrant."
Qingyun glared at him.
The man said: "Is the girl hiding under the table afraid of this fight or that man?"
Qingyun was startled suddenly, and pulled out a dagger across the man's neck: "Shut up! Otherwise, I'll kill you immediately."
The man pursed his lips and smiled: "Girl, I wanted to help you out of good intentions. In the future, a girl will disguise herself as a man, and it's best to wear a mask. This thin-skinned and tender-skinned man has no problem growing up like this!"
The dagger in Qingyun's hand pressed down again.
"If the girl is more energetic, I will shout."
"If you call me, I will kill you!"
The man raised his lips, "Xia Zuo Lang, I really want to be friends with the girl..."
Before he finished speaking, the tall masked man was hit by a sword, kicked by Meng Zhui in the center of the mouth, and fell staggeringly beside the table where Qingyun was hiding.
The blood immediately stained his clothes red, Meng Zhui quickly jumped over, and slashed at the man's left arm with the thin sword in his hand. His hands were extremely fast, and he slammed his hands like thunder, blood spattered, and a red light suddenly appeared!
The left arm of the tall masked man was cut off.
All in an instant.
Qingyun couldn't hide anymore, she said to Zuo Lang: "Hide it! Don't stick your head out, lest you really get killed!" She kicked him to the back of the table.
Qingyun climbed out, stretched out the Qiushui sword and wrapped it around the sword that Meng Zhui thrust forward again.
Meng Zhui dodges, swings his sword at Qingyun, sees clearly that it is Qingyun, and abruptly withdraws the sword in his hand!
The other masked man retreated to the side of the injured companion, stretched out his hand to touch his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, Qingyun took out the wound medicine in his bosom and sprinkled it on the man's severed arm, tore off his own sleeve, and bandaged him up.
He was also hit by a sword on the left chest, Qingyun stopped the bleeding, and the officers and soldiers who surrounded him turned away from the corner of his eyes.
The officers and soldiers surrounded them, but they stopped attacking.
The man shed bead-sized beads of sweat, dripping down Qingyun's hand along the mask.
Qingyun whispered next to his ear, "I'll set off a smoke bomb later, you guys take the opportunity to escape!"
The man stared at Qingyun and nodded. In this cloud city, there are still people who dare to help them.
Huo Jingyun walked over slowly, "Qingyun, you make it easier for me to find you."
Qingyun didn't speak, she glanced secretly, it seemed difficult for her, Xiaojing and these two masked people to escape.
She sighed, now, she can only resign herself to fate!
Qingyun hinted at Xiaojing, and then looked at the man with the broken arm. A dense layer of sweat oozed from the neck of the man with the broken arm. He was trembling slightly. Qingyun knew that he had endured to the limit.
She took out the bomb and threw it at Meng Zhui.
Meng Zhui kicked the bomb against the wall, and everyone lay on the ground. There was only a loud bang, a big hole was broken in the wall, and black smoke rose into the sky. The restaurant owner was dumbfounded, opened his mouth and forgot what to say.
Huo Jingyun knew Qingyun's level, when she was still exploding, Huo Jingyun had already jumped behind her.
Qingyun raised his sword to block the officers and soldiers who came up again, and the two masked men quickly jumped out of the window.
Qingyun took out a bomb again, Huo Jingyun reached out and pinched her wrist, snatching the bomb from her hand.
"Qingyun, stop making trouble." His voice was always so warm, like warm jade.
In the past, Qingyun liked to hear this kind of voice very much, it was warm, kind, pampering and tolerant.
Hearing Huo Jingyun's voice now, Qingyun only felt cold all over. This sound is so terrible.
She did not escape from Huo Jingyun's palm after all.
Qingyun's escape ended in failure.
She was captured and returned to the palace, and she is still locked in Wangyou Palace.
Huo Jingyun didn't punish them, didn't even ask, and didn't go to her room.
He mobilized so many people to find her, and now that he was so peaceful, Qing Yun began to feel uneasy.
The number of guards at the gate has increased, and the guards guarding the Wangyou Palace now know how powerful the master of the palace is. When they are on duty, they all muster up their spirits and hold their breath immediately to avoid being plotted against.
I heard that the four guards who were stunned by Qingyun last time were rewarded forty boards each.
On the third day after Qingyun returned to the palace, it snowed heavily outside, and the goose feather snow was fluttering, covering all traces.
Qingyun lamented such a beautiful scenery, but he couldn't appreciate it.
When it was almost time for lunch, a servant named Yang Qing came to invite Qingyun: "Princess, the emperor invites the princess to have lunch at Mingguang Palace at noon."
Mingguang Hall has always been the place where the emperor entertained his ministers, Qing Yun thought that Huo Jingyun might be hosting his ministers today, so he said to Yang Qing: "I don't feel well today, so I won't go there."
Yang Qing said: "The emperor said, this time we have invited Prince Rui's family, Bai Shangshu's family and many other people the princess is familiar with. Please go there..."
"I see, I will attend on time." Qing Yun replied.
Why did Huo Jingyun invite these people to eat together? Why is he at ease? What is he going to do again
Qingyun briefly washed up, and changed into a light purple embroidered Luoru, embroidered with light yellow honeysuckle flowers, delicate and lingering. She wore a pleated skirt of moon-white soft satin, and on her hair was only a slanted jadeite hairpin, from which a strand of silver tassel hung slenderly, and a bead dangled on her temples.
Qingyun hasn't put her heart into dressing up for a long time. She wants to see Pearl and Yu Rong in a good state. At this time, everyone can't collapse.
After tidying up, she took Xiaojing with her to the Mingguang Hall.
From a long distance, she saw several rows of guards standing at the entrance of Mingguang Hall.
The door of the Mingguang Palace was closed.
Qing Yun walked over and saw Zhang Shan and Meng Zhui standing at the door.
"Princess." Meng Zhui called out to Qingyun in a low voice, but Qingyun didn't agree or look at him.
He used to be the person Huo Jingyun put by her side. She used to trust him that much.