Joy of Life: I, a man, became the Queen of Northern Qi?

Chapter 184: The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City?

"Bring me my father's bow!"

Yan Shendu led a team of guards and walked along a predetermined route in the palace. This route was set by Yan Xiaoyi and could allow him to patrol the entire inner city of the imperial palace to the greatest extent possible.

He didn't have the same hearing ability as his father, so he suspected that he had heard it wrongly. He raised his fist and stopped everyone, then murmured, "Did you hear anything?"

The guards behind him looked at each other in surprise when they heard this.

How big is this palace? People who don't know it have no idea. With the eyesight of an ordinary person, even if you stand on the rooftop and look around during the day, you can't see the end of it, let alone late at night.

Not to mention any noises you hear on a normal day, there are all kinds of strange noises!

I heard that more than a hundred people die in the palace every year. Could it be that some wronged souls have been set free?
"Young Commander." A guard in his thirties who looked mature and prudent stepped forward. Although his tone was serious, he still asked doubtfully, "But what's wrong?"

There is already a grandmaster stationed in the palace. Logically, the guards are only doing some basic patrols and going through the motions. In the past, they were just night watchmen, preventing fires and water accidents.

Could it be that there really are some blind thieves who come to the palace to commit evil?
Everyone looked at the young general with a bow in front of them, thinking that ever since the birth of Queen An from the enemy country, the number of people coming to the palace to assassinate people has gradually decreased. Now that there is a young commander here, even if there are some bold bandits, they are not to be feared.

Taking the black gold bow specially left by his father, Yan Shen aimed the bow in one direction and listened quietly: "No, it sounds like someone is humming a song. It's intermittent and getting closer!"

"Who sent you to my side? It was the round, bright moon."

Listening to the poor tone of his own humming, the Iron Judge's face twitched slightly under the black cloth.

Is it necessary to do this to conceal one's identity? He muttered inwardly, and then he followed the style of a glutton, just like a lazy man who was strolling around after having a good meal and drinking.

You're being honest. Apart from Iron Face, he really has no other means to conceal his identity.

'What a terrible singing!'

Not only Yan Shendu heard it, but even the guards around him became alert, and many people secretly despised it.

The blood in his veins was boiling, like a few wriggling worms. A word "井" suddenly appeared on Yan Shendu's temple. This man was really arrogant! Yuan Ting was so focused that an arrow flew out of his hand, whistling towards the source of the sound.
However, nothing happened!
"Which kid is shooting arrows randomly?"

The Iron Judge walked out slowly and leisurely, holding a wooden pole in his hand. He looked around and said with a smile, "Excuse me, my good men. I was drunk and took the wrong road. Can you please pretend that you didn't see me and let me go?"

"Go call someone! Notify Eunuch Hong!"

Seeing that everyone behind him was still standing there stupidly, Yan Shendu looked at the arrow shaft in the newcomer's hand with horror, only to see that it was intact without a trace of damage, and was smooth and flat as usual!

He caught the arrow with his bare hands? Without even making a sound?
It's hard to put into words! It's unbelievable!
I am absolutely no match for this person.
"Quick!"

Not daring to delay any longer, some people behind them left the team, while the rest of them surrounded the assassin with a look of death on their faces.

After a short stalemate, knowing that Hong Sixiang might not be able to make it in time, the Iron Judge achieved his goal and simply stopped pretending. He asked Yan Shendu calmly, "Which palace does Emperor Qing live in?"

Yan Shendu showed no surprise on his face, but he was cursing in his heart. This man really came here to assassinate the emperor. It seems that his father's usual job is not as easy as he said!

He took a deep sip of cold wind and said in a deep voice: "It's useless to ask, I'm afraid you can't get there!"

"Oh?" The Iron Judge had become accustomed to killing people, and he wanted to ask this man if he was guilty, but then he thought about Fan Xian's current position and said leisurely, "I have a knife here, please take a look. If you are confident that you can resist it, it will not be too late to stop it."

As soon as the words fell, a bright silver light suddenly flashed in everyone's eyes, and the assassin's figure floated in front of Yan Shendu like a ghost in slow motion. Just as he passed by, he saw that the quiver behind the young commander was split into two, and most of the arrows inside were broken, leaving only a long arrow that fell at Yan Shendu's feet.

Yan Shendu opened his eyes wide before he heard the sound of the assassin sheathing his knife.

Ninth grade swordsman!
When close to him, he is even stronger than his father!
"How is it?" The white robe of the Iron Judge fluttered slightly, and the precious sword on his waist was no longer intended to stay after receiving a wave of emotional value. "There is another person behind you. That person is your opponent."

Everyone's eyes fell on the quiver that was broken into two pieces. They saw a smooth and neat fracture on it. They all felt a chill on their necks and swallowed saliva in large gulps.

When did he draw the knife?

They could clearly capture the assassin's movement trajectory, but why did the young commander stand still like a piece of wood and not dodge?
When they looked towards where the assassin stayed again, he had already disappeared.

The Iron Judge did not know the exact location of the Xingqing Palace, but he knew that the Nanqing Palace was modeled after the Northern Qi Palace. He simply copied the direction of where his original residence was and flew away, passing over the eaves.

Still not enough
With the current level of emotional value I have gained, I may not be able to find out the true strength of Emperor Qing.

He randomly picked a lucky palace and set it on fire. When the flames shot up into the sky and someone came to put out the fire, the Iron Judge walked towards Xingqing Palace while humming a tune he had forgotten the lyrics to.
Even so, they didn’t even lure Emperor Qing out!

What a green turtle
However, the sound of the wind and the fire frightened everyone in the palace and made them scream out in panic.

"It seems that this fire needs to be bigger, and it would be best if everyone in Kyoto could see it. Then the emotion value should be enough." Listening to the voice coming from the system, the Iron Judge came to the outside of Xingqing Palace and stood in the darkness of the beam.

This is not a quiet place with no one waiting.

A loud voice like a warning sounded:

"Since you're here, why do you have to be so sneaky?"

The owner of the voice exuded unfathomable majesty just by wearing tight clothes. The middle-aged man had already been waiting here with a sword in his hand.

He slowly looked towards the area in the west where half the sky was burning red, smelled the smell of burnt wood from time to time in the air, and asked curiously, "Demon Queen?"

The Iron Judge had no objection. He paused with his sword in hand, slowly took out the tinderbox and threw it behind him, and replied softly, "Why do you say that?"

"This is the palace!"

Li Yunqian laughed, as if there was finally a little spice in his boring life.

He pointed at the collapsed attic not far away and said, "Si Gu Jian and Ku He are disdainful of watching you. You are so young, yet you dare to break into the palace alone. Who else but the evil queen of Northern Qi dares to be so audacious?"

This is contempt for imperial power!

The palace is a symbol of imperial power. Outsiders who want to assassinate the emperor will try to be quiet and restrained for fear of attracting attention.

Even if it was to create chaos, it was just a small fire to lure the tiger away from the mountain. But this person was clearly using force. Apart from praising his arrogance, there was only one possibility left: this person was also in power in the royal family. Only when he had the imperial power in his hands would he be above the imperial power! "The title of Demon Queen is good."

Very fitting to the deity.
Thinking of the deity's hypocritical smile, the knife in the Iron Judge's hand tightened a little!
Imitating the usual elegant posture of the original, his characteristics gradually emerged. After more than a year of growth, Li An's height has already reached over 1.8 meters. In this era, he can be said to be a crane standing out from the crowd. The Iron Judge did not deliberately adjust or change, but just looked around with a smile: "This palace is a good place, what a pity~"

"Really? The place with the most assassins in the world?"

"that's not important."

"How does it compare to the Northern Qi Imperial Palace?"

"It's much bigger over there, but it's a little boring without assassins. Li Yunqian, stop your little tricks for now. You don't think that the arrows you improved can really bring you more security, do you?"

"It is true that there are still some shortcomings, but I will improve it later. Thank you for testing the arrow!"

"Please feel free to do as you wish." There was pity in the Iron Judge's eyes.

All the guards around are doomed to die. Anyone who has seen Emperor Qing take action tonight will never see the sun again tomorrow. Except for himself.
Seeing that the time was almost up, the Iron Judge slowly drew out his long sword and said calmly, "Are you ready?"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Emperor Qing still had that brisk look with the pressure of a superior, which was incompatible with the archers around him who were ready to shoot. "Nowadays, there are very few things in this world that can be called obstacles. It's not easy for you to come here from afar, why don't you explain a few more to me?"

This person is mysterious and secretive.

It seemed that she could foresee any disturbance in the world and possessed the qualities that Ye Qingmei lacked.

"Haha, I know you have a lot of questions in your mind. It's better for you to wait here and communicate with each other." The Iron Judge laughed from the bottom of his heart. His orders and plans, rules and constraints, were not as important as the man in front of him who only knew how to play power games and didn't know good from evil and deserved to be killed!
"But the knife in my hand can't wait!"

"I'm sorry for not treating you well enough." Li Yunqian sighed, holding up the Emperor's Sword in his hand, suppressing the doubts in his heart and pretending to sigh.

They both raised their eyelids and looked at each other. They saw Emperor Qing, with his black hair and tight clothes fluttering in the wind, and a leisurely demeanor. He slowly walked a few steps to the nearby burned ruins, and then
"Fire arrows!"

Unexpectedly, the decisive battle between the two grandmasters at the top of the Forbidden City would begin with a hail of arrows.

Perhaps such a strange thing would spread throughout Nanqing in minutes.

At first, the ministers and family heads in the city just thought it was a joke spread by their subordinates. It was not until the day when the Iron Judge's pen was pointed at their heads that they remembered why they did not prepare some archers in their mansions to fight the enemy.

It’s better to break the rules than to lose your life!
As a rain of arrows approached, the Iron Judge casually placed the long sword across his waist, his back straight, his eyebrows half open and half closed, and his whole body suddenly became ethereal and empty.

There was no movement of the feet, but the whole person swayed lightly, creating countless shadows. Those arrows seemed to be shot into the air, passing through the body and sinking into the high wall!
"Uncle Liuyun's body movements?" Emperor Qing sighed inexplicably, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

Otherwise, these arrows are the hard work of Emperor Qing?
Whether in terms of speed or penetration, it was incomparable to ordinary military arrows. In other words, it was too time-consuming and laborious, and cost too much. It was not worth it to equip the entire army just to kill a few soldiers.

After the rain of arrows, new means arrived.

This is Emperor Qing's home ground, and the other party has made sufficient preparations to hide his cultivation level over the years.

Arrows with iron chains were hooked all over the sky, shooting towards the heights and surrounding walls like a blanket covering the sky and the earth, and then covering the Iron Judge! The sky was getting darker and darker, and the night was getting deeper and deeper. The special black chain blended into it without reflecting the firelight, but it complemented each other!

The sight is occupied, this is no longer something that can be avoided by physical skills.
Unless he chooses to move right from the start, but then Emperor Qing will take the opportunity to seize the initiative; the other option is to break the situation with force, just like what the Iron Judge is doing now:
I saw the air around him suddenly spinning, the wind was howling, and the surrounding fire grew with the wind, giving a feeling that the sky was burning.

earn--

The sword slashed out, and there was no break in the space!
Not even a bit of the Iron Judge's clothes were damaged, and the broken chains hung down against his body.

"All of you should commit suicide!"

A voice with majesty and coldness came out of Emperor Qing's mouth, and the team of archers that had been trained for a long time and at great cost drew their swords and committed suicide without hesitation!

That scene was indescribably weird!
The smell of blood spread.

In addition to the heat of the flames, every breath he took was filled with this cold-blooded feeling. The Iron Judge actually enjoyed it faintly between his breaths. He murmured, "Foolish."

"How do you know my true level of cultivation?"

Emperor Qing did not feel the slightest bit of heartache. Although this team of archers was hard-earned, he only cared whether they could play a role. If they were useless, it would not be a pity to discard them.

But now it seems that it does work.

Otherwise, why would the person in front of me hide in the first place?
The arrow team disappeared, and the muffled sound of heavy objects turning around was heard from the tall buildings in all directions. There were flames dancing in Emperor Qing's eyes. He spoke slowly: "Or, why do you know so much? Could it be that this is also a way for the temple to monitor the world?"

Upon hearing this, the Iron Judge thought for a moment, as if he was organizing his words to answer.

But he was not thinking about Emperor Qing's problem, but he gradually found that he did not like Nanqing Jingdu, but Jingdu seemed to like him quite a lot.
"Your cultivation has been transparent to me from the beginning. Your disguise over the years may have fooled those old and dim-sighted people. This is the information I had before. With the means of the temple today, it is impossible to monitor the world." Iron Judge frowned and added: "It was possible before."

There were satellites back then.

Hearing this, Li Yunqian frowned. He did not doubt the truth of his opponent's words, but was amazed at the ability of the temple. To monitor the entire world? What a great power!

Perhaps when the temple is glorious, it can truly rival the immortals and saints!
Then, his brows relaxed. Whether it was his own analysis or the response he got from the Demon Queen, it could prove that the era of the temple had passed, and from then on it was his era!

As if in exchange, the Iron Judge also raised his own question:
"What is the secret of Taiping Villa?"

Seeing Emperor Qing hesitate, Judge Tie simply asked, "Where was Ye Qingmei when she gave birth to Fan Xian?"

"I can take you to see it with your own eyes. If you want to retrieve any items from the temple, I can grant your request."

"Where is it!"

The emphasized words could not stir Emperor Qing's emotions.

"The second attic in the west of the lake."

(End of this chapter)