"Ah?" Ning Cheng couldn't prevent her from saying this suddenly. He was very wary of Feng Zhiwei, and he knew her tricks too well, but the matter Feng Zhiwei mentioned was indeed something he had been wondering for many years. Back then, Ning Yi was The blast wounded the internal organs. The famous local doctors said that it is not suitable for cold medicine treatment. He found his own way, using the Xuanbing jade of the great cold to suppress the fire poison. Turned into a cold syndrome, and the old illness has been lingering for many years, he always wondered in his heart, is it really wrong for him? Now that Feng Zhiwei mentioned it, he couldn't help being stunned, couldn't help taking a step forward, and asked eagerly: "Then what's wrong with what you said? Could it be that the Xuanbingyu was used incorrectly..."
Before the word "yes" came out, Feng Zhiwei flicked his finger suddenly, a gleam of light flashed, Ning Yi was dizzy, and before falling down, he roared, "You girl who kills thousands of knives without a conscience..."
Before he could finish cursing, he rolled his eyes and leaned back, Feng Zhiwei raised his hand to support him, stuffed something into his arms very quickly, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, don't be afraid, In fact, your Xuan Bingyu is really not wrong, otherwise Ning Yi would have died long ago..."
Ning Cheng's remaining consciousness, hearing this sentence, was just enough to make him dizzy...
He was dizzy, Feng Zhiwei didn't help him anymore, he loosened his hand and Ning Cheng fell down with a thud. Cheng hugged her back.
Seeing that Ning Cheng was fine, Ning Yi heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes turned colder, but Gu Nanyi didn't even look up, and continued walking with Feng Zhiwei on his shoulders.
Crowds of people rushed over like waves, and the bright light of swords, guns, swords and halberds formed a huge light curtain. Gu Nanyi walked back and forth in the light curtain, like a jumping black lightning passing through the cracks of steel, cracking, sticking, kicking, picking, Rise, fall... endlessly, with one man's power against ten thousand armies.
The jade sword at his waist has already been struck, the pale sword light is blood red at the end of the hilt, when the true power is at its peak, the blood light soars, vaguely showing the shape of a pagoda, the blood-colored pagoda carries the howling wind and The weeping shriek enveloped the turbulent crowd, hurting one person with one step, and the place covered by the red and white beam of light, ordinary soldiers were not his all-in-one enemy.
There was a giant pestle roaring towards him, and it was thrown out by some strong man. Gu Nanyi swept it lightly, stepped on the giant tree with one foot, and with only one step, the charge like a cannonball stopped immediately. Gu Nanyi With a swing of the jade sword, the blood-red moon and white brilliance flashed, and the golden pestle was shattered into thousands of pieces!
Like moonlight shining in all directions.
Ouch sounds kept ringing, and some guards who were close were hit by debris one after another.
The fragments were still shooting out, Gu Nanyi held one hand and drew a circular arc, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in front of him, spinning silently and endlessly, all the fragments around were sucked into the vortex, Instantly turned into powder.
The various weapons handed over fell into the vortex and disappeared immediately.
The crimson moon-white halo is like the moonlight with magical destructive ability, it will collapse wherever it shines.
But in a short while, as if passing by in waves from the sea of people, leaving behind overlapping crowds of overturned people who had temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, Gu Nanyi rushed out of the second layer of encirclement, and when he looked up, he saw the towering palace gate on the opposite side, and countless Sen Leng's arrow tip.
The huge crossbow machine on the top of the palace gate rolled and turned, and there were densely packed archers on the top of the city, drawing their bows with full strings, without moving. A row of crossbow bolts was only an inch away from his toes.
A man flashed out from the top of the wall, wearing armor and looking very young, he stared blankly at the bottom of the wall with a complicated expression.
Feng Zhiwei also let out a soft "ah", and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yao..."
Gu Nanyi snorted, meaning that as long as Yao Yangyu dared to shoot an arrow, he would kill him.
Yao Yangyu stood blankly on the second floor of the palace city gate, his fingers tightly grasping the wall, and looked at the two people below.
He received an order tonight to keep the assassins who dared to break into the palace. As the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, this is his responsibility. Be careful.
He was puzzled by the words of Monk Zhang Er. Master Wei Changxi was involved in the scandal of the king of Chu's establishment of the crown prince in the eighteenth year and was demoted to the north of the mountain. Changxi reported his death in the 20th year. The report said that he had already been buried and did not know where to be buried, so he gave up. After thinking about it from time to time, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. He felt that the silent death of this teacher, friend and benefactor was the greatest regret in this life, and sometimes he felt puzzled. Wei Zhi was so amazing. How could a person die in such obscurity
This doubt has finally been answered today. When he saw Gu Nanyi on the tower, saw the frail woman on Gu Nanyi's back, and saw Ning Cheng's expression, he suddenly understood everything.
In the Changxi Dynasty, Wei Zhi, the number one capable minister of the unparalleled national scholars, and Feng Zhiwei, the number one female emperor in the world, were swept away by the Dacheng Kingdom.
Yao Yangyu looked at the couple quietly, thinking of Wei Siye playing flying ball and Master Gu playing whistle in Qingming Academy, Wei Zhi who fell in front of the Nanhai ancestral hall and King Chu who was blind, thinking of fighting hard at Baitouya The captured Wei Zhi and Hua Qiong, who sacrificed her life to protect her, remembered that He Lianzheng was furious under the tower of Dayue Pucheng. He knelt down on the snow, and Wei Zhi was startled.
Suddenly his eyes were wet.
That's it, that's it.
His fingers slowly retracted, and the thoughts in his eyes gradually calmed down.
Feng Zhiwei kept smiling, looking at him with nostalgic and joyful eyes, and suddenly said: "No, Xiaoyao is loyal, if he is desperate, let's let him go, let's do it first, don't make things difficult for him."
Gu Nanyi glanced at her, thinking that it is not a good thing for someone to release water? But she did not disobey her opinion, tiptoed, and flew up to the second floor of the palace gate.
Yao Yangyu stared at him in a daze, his lips twitched, but he did not order to release the arrow.
Suddenly, a figure flashed behind him.
That person appeared extremely strangely, as if he had been born on the spot, even Gu Nanyi, who was rushing towards him, could only see a pair of arms grabbing Yao Yangyu's throat suddenly!
Yao Yangyu's mind was on Gu Nanyi and Feng Zhiwei at the moment, he didn't expect that there was someone behind him, and he didn't even have time to dodge, but Gu Nanyi subconsciously slapped the attacker.
The man swung his sleeves, and took the palm lightly. He didn't move at all, his fingertips had already landed on Yao Yangyu's throat, but Gu Nanyi shook and almost fell off the stairs.