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Chapter 1942 [Shangxie] One against ten thousand
Low-key, casual and even funny, just like that vile but high-ranking master of Tianjimen.

He was still sitting on the stone bench, he didn't seem to worry about his life at all, he even poured another glass of wine in a leisurely spirit, then slowly shook the glass and said,
"Sorry, you're still not eligible."

The man said leisurely in the cool night wind,

"Or, you can try to cut off my head, maybe they will let you go in exchange for my whole body?"

Xia Fuyi was stunned for a moment, his face turned cold in an instant, and the blade of his hand pressed down half an inch, wisps of red immediately overflowed from the man's skin.

"You really think I won't kill you?"

The girl's voice was colder than the night, but it didn't change Changsun Qingzhao's expression.

As if he couldn't feel the pain in his neck, after shaking the wine glass in his hand, he even raised his head to drink.

As soon as he raised his head, he took the initiative to meet the blade across his throat, and without any hesitation, Xia Fuyi felt the touch of the blade cutting his skin in this brief moment. She was completely startled, and before she had time to think any more, she withdrew from Longyuan, and at this very moment, Chang Sun Qingzhao, who was drinking with her head up, grabbed her hand holding the sword.

The brain is still blank, but the body has already reacted instinctively.

Of course Chang Sun Qingzhao couldn't restrain her with only one hand, but he managed to push her away many steps.

The man slowly stood up from the stool, without the slightest feeling of rejoicing or panic that he had just escaped from a life-and-death situation.

He turned around slowly, casually took a handkerchief from his subordinate's hand, wiped the blood on his neck,

"You are always persistent when you shouldn't be persistent, but soft-hearted when you shouldn't be soft-hearted."

The man threw away the handkerchief, slightly bent his eyes among the guards surrounding him, but his smile was all cold.

Then he uttered a word calmly,

"superior."

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It's like going back to the secret door many years ago.

It's just that the rain continued that night, but the sky is full of stars tonight.

The girl stood in the starlight, her long hair was windless, revealing her clear and extremely graceful side profile from time to time.

If you don't look at the overlapping imperial guards around her, this is probably just a picture of a priceless beauty.

But suddenly there was a wind in this quiet and beautiful picture scroll.

With the clang of the girl drawing her sword, the thin wind suddenly turned into a strong wind.

The figure of the girl in Tsing Yi became blurred in the huge wind volume.

As Long Yuan casually pointed to the ground, the tornado composed of huge internal force spread like an explosion.

The barrier formed by the strong wind slammed into the surrounding guards with a bang, the front group of people couldn't help shaking and retreating, and more people fell to the ground.

When the gust of wind passed, they reached out and touched their faces, and there were already bloodstains.

Immediately before they stood up in a fit of embarrassment, a sword light came into their eyes.

Clang!
The crisp sound of the sword blades colliding rippling around in the night, and it also instantly opened a battle of one enemy against ten thousand.

What is puzzling is that such a huge movement in the imperial garden has never caused turmoil in the palace. Except for this area, the entire palace is still quiet.

Those palace people who came and went during the day seemed to be dead, not even a sound of screaming.

(End of this chapter)