Invincible little uncle

Chapter 195 7. One person against the gods and Buddhas (fourth update - please subscribe)
"There is such a thing."

In the Shadow Imperial Court, Xia Jiejie exclaimed.

The emperor was also stunned: "You don't know?"

Didn't he say that Hei Tianzi controls the Jianghu?

Turning his eyes casually, he saw densely packed unopened notes on the table. The emperor suddenly realized that his face changed uncontrollably.

Thanks to Xia Jiejie's blessing, Xia Yuxue, who had been meditating in the Shadow Imperial Court recently, also just found out.

This disease made her feel strange.

At this moment, the pale-skinned princess came out, "I'll go and have a look."

Xia Jiejie had no objection, and the emperor suddenly had no objection either.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Xia Yuxue is much more reliable than Hei Tianzi.

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Xia Yuxue was very efficient and quickly understood the situation through various channels.

She also figured out the situation of Little Huangshu, but she was not worried.

twilight.

The pale-skinned princess sat quietly at the entrance of the west gate of Chang'an.

In the shadows of the surrounding alleys, there are nine strange shadows, tall or short.

"Princess, it's getting dark, and the night ban is about to close the city gate."

The city gate guard reminded carefully.

This princess has too much aura, she is just wearing a plain white brocade dress with moiré patterns, sitting cross-legged quietly, putting the bone-white knife on her legs, even with her eyes closed, her aura is astonishing.

It seemed that there was evil spirit entangled like a snake, forming endless vortexes around her, making people dare not approach her.

I can only look at this iceberg-like beauty as if looking at a god from a distance.

After hesitating for a long time, among the guards of the city gate, one of the brave ones dared to lean over and say such a sentence.

"Leave the door open, I'll stay here tonight."

Xia Yuxue's voice was cold and decisive.

"This"

The city gate guard who came forward was at a loss. According to the rules, this gate must be closed, otherwise it would be dereliction of duty.

While hesitating, luckily an officer rode over and said to the guard: "Listen to the princess, what do you do, just come tomorrow as usual."

This officer was obviously their superior, so the guards left in a strange way.

Not only them, but the officer is also very strange.

Never close the door at night, never before.

But this instruction...is said to come from that one.

He remembered his boss pointing at the sky, and not only looked back at Simon.

The door is wide open.

The sky was getting dark, and the distance was no longer visible. The gray wind swept in from outside the door, and the gray hair of the princess in plain white brocade was blown up.

Her body does not move, her back is quiet, and she contains endless murderous intent, reminiscent of a dormant hunting beast.

The officer just glanced at it, then rode away.

Soon, two elite groups of thousands of people, armed with knives, hid in the streets and alleys a thousand meters away from the west gate, wrapping this place into a semicircle, like a net bag.

The people were all directly sent by the emperor Xia Zheng, because he felt that Xia Yuxue would not come from groundless grounds, so she naturally had a deep meaning in doing so.

However, he was wrong.

Xia Yuxue really didn't mean much.

She is just waiting.

If there really is a source, and it is really the source that is driving this weird disease, and leaving behind such words as "the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, no chicken or dog will be left behind", then such an existence should have its own pride no matter what.

I open the door, waiting for you.

Are you coming?

I am alone in front of the door, with my eyes closed and knees crossed, with a knife on my face. Will you come alone?
One on one, do you dare?
If you don't dare, why do you say that you want to let the royal family of the Great Zhou stay?

This was Xia Yuxue's logic.

The so-called one-to-one
A group of people is also one, and an army is also one.

Xia Yuxue obviously felt that it would be better for a group of people to fight against each other.

She has the arrogance of a knight, completely inconsistent with her daughter's appearance.

Possessing the domineering aura of an empress, life and death, talking and laughing, are all thought of.

However, it has the cunning of a hero, the winner and the loser, who cares what means you use.

Her long legs were crossed, and her ankles were covered with chilling black boots.

In front of him, extending forward, there are two rows of illuminated braziers, and the burning torches on the wooden frame, reflecting the blue bricks and black tiles, reflecting the door that is about to be slaughtered in the west.

Xia Yuxue was alone.

Meditate.

The wind is also quiet.

The knife is also quiet.

噗噗
The flames suddenly began to shake wildly, as if a strong wind swept in from a distance, like a tiger.

Outside the city gate, beside the wall, there was a sudden clatter, and one hand climbed up, another, many, many.

Then, in this silent night, countless pairs of pupils with only black eyes slowly appeared. In the firelight, the whole body was illuminated. They were a group of ordinary people.

Except for their eyes, there are no reflections.

The elite guards lying in ambush felt chills all over their bodies. That group of people was extremely strange.

However, Xia Yuxue did not move with her knees crossed, slowly opened her eyes, her expression remained unchanged, but her left hand was already on the bone-white knife handle, her whole body leaned forward slightly, and her black-colored chest was slightly lifted from the plain white collar. Showing a little, but it doesn't hurt the heroic posture at this moment.

However, the group of black-eyed people stopped in front of the gate and did not enter the west gate of Chang'an.

They seem to be waiting for something.

Waiting for someone to come in first.

The knife is not out.

But the flames at the west city gate suddenly boiled up, and all the cicadas and frogs in summer fell silent.

Great power and terrifying power enveloped it.

clatter.
The first footsteps.

The two thousand elites who were ambushing in the distance felt their hearts beating wildly.

clatter.
The second step.

Like a giant mountain falling down, Xia Yuxue felt the tremendous pressure, but she still squinted her eyes and never drew her sword.

But there were sporadic kneeling sounds behind him.

This scattered sound quickly turned into an extremely dense sound.

Two thousand elites, all kneel down!
Da da da.
In the firelight.

The snow-white Zen robe, as well as the emotionless face with a sacred luster, gradually became clear with the steps.

Seeing the people facing the battle at the city gate, the people who came came smiled.

"You are."

Xia Yuxue quickly searched for the identity of this person in her mind.

"At first, I thought about turning Chang'an into a hell, and let you die surrounded by fear.

But since someone from the Xia family invited me, how could I miss the appointment? "

When mentioning the Xia family, the woman in the snow-white Zen clothes seemed to have a great mood swing, "Everyone with the surname Xia deserves to die."

"Men die like men, and women die like women."

She sneered, as if she completely disdained the princess who blocked the way.

Then she walked away from Xia Yuxue, with her head held high, as if she was in a hurry and was going to the palace for a bigger game.

And as she walked in, the group of black-eyed infected people also rushed over, their figures were like ghosts, but their faces showed lewd and promiscuous expressions, all looking at the person sitting in the center of the west gate princess.

Some even licked their lips, swallowed, and laughed.

They actually wanted to do that kind of thing to the princess.

Xia Yuxue felt that her whole body was surrounded by unimaginable force, she couldn't move, even her pale palms with exposed veins, she couldn't move even an inch.

This woman. The appearance of this woman is so familiar.

Countless pictures flashed through her mind, and finally stopped at one appearance.

That appearance matched that of a Jade Buddha statue.

Everything became clear, suddenly.

The pale princess gritted her teeth and spat out four words: "Fengyue Zena."

And the anger in her heart, as well as the resentment at this moment, led the princess to move suddenly, and with this movement, she broke both feet and her right hand.

But it doesn't matter, her left hand has already firmly grasped the bone-white knife, she is smiling sharply, with the same arrogance, and the pride of not bowing to any god.

Draw the knife an inch, and cut towards the gods and Buddhas! ! ——
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