How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

"Ah."

Yan Qiaoling nodded slightly, her pretty face still a little frightened.

At this moment, there was another commotion in front of Huazhou.

I saw a burly man jumping down from the roof next to him and onto the flower boat.

This man had a fierce face, a bald head, and wore Buddhist beads. He was very tall, with chains wrapped around his two strong arms and a stone pillar more than three meters long on his shoulders. Every time he moved, it seemed as if a small earthquake occurred on the ground.

"It's an assassin, protect His Majesty!"

A group of soldiers armed with spears rushed out from the side, about thirty people in number, and surrounded the fierce-looking monk in front of them.

"Humph, get out of here!"

The monk sneered and swung the heavy stone pillar on his shoulders with both arms. The stone pillar made a terrible sound of breaking wind when it was swung, and the surrounding soldiers were knocked away like meatballs.

It was obvious that this evil monk was a brute force type, and the one who had just cast the lightning spell was someone else.

In other words, there is more than one assassin.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of the evil monk, a graceful white figure cut through the night sky, jumped onto the ark, and with a light leap, came in front of the empress.

At this time, there was scattered snow in the sky, and the white hair moved in the wind, which was whiter than the snow.

"Emperor Dog, accept your fate!"

The white-haired woman let out a delicate cry, and the sword in her hand suddenly gleamed, aiming straight at the empress's vital spot between her eyebrows.

"when!"

At this critical moment, the guards beside the empress moved, the Shui Han sword flew out of its sheath, and clashed with the red sword in the white-haired woman's hand, blocking it in front of the empress.

And in the next moment, the white-haired woman swung out with her free hand, with only one target, and that was the pale-faced empress in front of her.

Xue Yuan's face changed, and he immediately used his internal energy, injected it into his palms, and clashed with the other person's.

The white-haired woman's skills were obviously much more powerful than hers. She stood motionless in mid-air, and Xue Yuan could not help but take two steps back. Her slender hands that were clasped together suddenly became numb.

"Stay out of the way!"

The white-haired woman shouted coldly, and without any luck, she used her slender hand to strike the empress between her eyebrows.

Her jade palm was only inches away from the empress's eyebrows. At this time, Jiantian Siqing also moved. The iron umbrella in his hand was folded into a spear and swept towards the white-haired woman.

"whispering sound."

The white-haired woman couldn't help but snort, moved her waist, stepped on the spear that was sweeping towards her, used the force to leap up, and stabbed the red sword over the empress's head.

These attacks and defenses happened almost in an instant, so that before anyone could react, the white-haired woman had already approached the empress, and every move was deadly.

Just when the woman in white thought she was going to succeed, a light bell rang, and Xue Yuan's headdress shook. She rushed forward again with the sword in her hand, and confronted the opponent's tip at a vertical angle, deflecting the opponent's deadly move.

After several failures, the woman in white was about to miss a great opportunity and no longer concealed her strength. She released a powerful aura from her body, which shook away Xue Yuan and Zhan Zhao who were beside the empress.

At this moment, a green figure passed by Xu Chengling, jumped down from a height of dozens of meters, and jumped onto the flower boat.

"Junior sister, the two swords work together!"

With a soft moan, Xia Chan drew out the Blood-Green Sword from her waist and shouted at Xue Yuan beside her.

"Senior sister, come!"

Xue Yuan nodded and injected his internal energy into the sword. At the same time, the swords of both men emitted a brilliant sword light and made a buzzing sound.

The next moment, the tips of their swords merged together, transforming into a dazzling sword light, which pierced towards the white-haired woman in front of them with unstoppable force.

"This move...are you her apprentices?"

The white-haired woman frowned, and a sword light burst out from the Chiyang Sword in her hand. She fought against two people alone, and the combined swords of her senior sisters collided!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the woman in white took a step back. Xue Yuan and Xia Chan were pushed several meters away by the powerful sword waves. It was easy to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

"A peerless master!"

At this moment, Xue Yuan and Xia Chan both confirmed the other's strength, and realized that he was one of the most powerful masters in the world.

White hair, red eyes, and the Chiyang Sword that ranks first on the weapons list. There is only one peerless master in the world who meets these characteristics.

The white-haired witch, Luo Xinlian!

Chapter 150: For the prosperity of wild geese

Compared to the younger generation like Xia Chan and Xue Yuan, Luo Xinlian has already been famous in the martial arts world, and the name of the white-haired witch makes people in the martial arts world tremble with fear.

But why would such a long-renowned master join the rebel camp?

At this time, more soldiers poured out from all over the Huazhou, including the Jiantiansi and Meihua Inner Guards. These real masters also rushed over.

With the support of the crowd, the empress slowly retreated back into the flower boat and disappeared.

Luo Xinlian stood on the railing of the flower boat, looking down, and saw more and more people pouring into the flower boat, and naturally, there would be many masters following the empress.

She couldn't help but frown slightly. She could no longer see the empress. Her target had escaped.

Looking at the crowd that kept surging in front of her like a tide, Luo Xinlian couldn't help but sigh. No matter how powerful she, the white-haired witch, was, she couldn't face so many people at the same time.

Her companion, the evil monk, was also entangled by the human wave tactics at this time. He just knocked a group of people away in the previous second, and was joined by another in the next second. He could not finish fighting them all.

This is the power that overrides everything, and it can easily command countless masters to serve it. Even if your martial arts skills are high, you will be helpless in the face of this absolute power.

"Big guy, time to go."

Luo Xinlian shouted at the evil monk below. At this time, their attack had failed and the empress would not show up again. The next thing to think about was how to retreat.

The evil monk once again swept away a dozen people with his pillar, but the gap was quickly filled. Even though he was extremely strong, it was not a good idea to continue to be exhausted like this.

He couldn't help but frown and shouted at the white-haired witch above:

"Witch, you make it sound so easy. You just patted your butt and left, leaving me alone to cover your retreat, right?"

"When disaster strikes, everyone flees."

Luo Xinlian couldn't help but shrug her shoulders. What could she do? Was she supposed to run with such a big guy on her shoulders?

Given her thin body, this is obviously not realistic.

At this time, people from the Tianjian Division rushed over, and the leader was none other than Miss Shaoqing, who was wearing a fox mask.

"Keep three meters away and set up the hook and rope formation!"

Under the command of Miss Shaoqing, everyone in the Tiantian Division held hook ropes in their hands, formed a circle, and threw the hook ropes with force.

The front end of this hook rope is a sharp claw, which is thrown onto the evil monk's body, and then pulled hard, the claw penetrates the other person's flesh and hooks it tightly.

But obviously, they underestimated the strength of the evil monk. When more than a dozen people pulled at the same time, the evil monk roared, wrapped his hands around the hook rope and swung it hard, actually throwing more than a dozen people into the air.

However, the hook also caused considerable damage to the evil monk. His body was covered in blood and his face looked even more ferocious.

"let me."

Upon seeing this, Shaoqing immediately drew out the goose-wing knife from his waist and stepped forward to fight with the evil monk.

On the other side, the Plum Blossom Guards emerged from all directions, and all kinds of hidden weapons flew into the sky, aiming directly at the white-haired witch standing on the railing.

Compared to the evil monk below, the white-haired witch is obviously more difficult to deal with.

Looking at the hidden weapons flying in front of her, Luo Xinlian raised the corner of her mouth slightly, swung the Chiyang Sword forward, and the gust of air it created directly swept away the hidden weapons shot at her.

At this time, Xue Yuan and Xia Chan recovered and also caught up with the railing and attacked Luo Xinlian.

There were flashes of swords and sabers on the railings. Luo Xinlian relied on her profound skills to fight one against two. Not only did she not fall behind, but she also had a slight advantage.

But Xue Yuan and Xia Chan’s goal was not to defeat the white-haired witch, but to entangle her and prevent her from escaping until more reinforcements arrived.

Luo Xinlian also saw through their thoughts, which was to hold her back at all costs.

"Do you think you can keep me here?"

Luo Xinlian couldn't help but sneer, and swept out the Chiyang Sword in his hand. His profound internal strength made Xue Yuan and Xia Chan dare not take it head-on, so they had to retreat a few steps.

In that instant, all kinds of hidden weapons flew across the sky and shot towards the white-haired witch above.

Even Luo Xinlian couldn't defend against hidden weapons coming from different directions at the same time, so she simply gave up defending and took them with her body.

Under the surprised gazes of everyone, these hidden weapons were bounced away. Luo Xinlian's body was covered with a protective shield formed by internal force, and the hidden weapons were completely ineffective against her.

You want to use a hidden weapon to attack her by surprise. Do you really think she is a rookie who has just debuted in the martial arts world?

"Witch, come and save me!"

The big guy's cry for help came from below, and he was entangled by a constable wearing a fox mask. The opponent was as light as a swallow, and the big guy's heavy attack could not hit him at all.

The constables from the Sky Monitoring Bureau who were around were also not idle. They launched various long-range attacks, throwing stones, darts, bricks, and whatever they had at hand.

At this time, more and more reinforcements arrived on the flower boat, and the entire flower boat was already filled.

The scene before him made Xu Chengling, who was standing on the Yueyang Tower, feel a little emotional. Even if you are a peerless master, you are so powerless in the face of human wave tactics.

No matter how strong a person's military force is, he can only defeat ten or a hundred people, but power can mobilize thousands or even tens of thousands of people. No matter how strong a person is, he cannot defeat power.

If he could have so many experts around him, there would be no problem in unifying the world.

Beside him, Yan Jixue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that Ling'er had escaped.

She couldn't help biting her lower lip, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

These damn traitors have brought disaster to the country and the people, and have made Dayan a mess. It turns out that all traitors should be beheaded.

For some reason, Xu Chengling felt a chill on his back while standing next to his wife.

At the same time, on the flower boat below.

The two assassins who attacked the empress have been forced into a desperate situation. Under the human wave tactics, even the white-haired witch can hardly hold on, not to mention the evil monk below.

At this moment, a voice sounded in the darkness and reached the ears of the two.

"I have set up a teleportation array under your feet, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in Taoist robes hiding in the darkness activated the talisman and injected magic power.

At this moment, two rays of light rose above the flower boat, and a magic circle appeared under the feet of the two assassins.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared from the spot and were teleported away.

"What about people?"

Everyone on the flower boat was stunned. How could a living person who was there just now suddenly disappear?

"There are people among them who are proficient in Taoism, but they can't run far and are still nearby. Go chase them!"

At this time, Zhan Zhao, the Minister of Astronomy, returned to the flower boat and gave orders to the people below.

He had just escorted the Empress back, and after making sure she was safe, he rushed back to capture the assassin.

Because of the attack, the parade that was supposed to go on had to be cancelled and Her Majesty the Empress had to be escorted back to the palace.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the next year, such a thing would happen. The empress was attacked, the white-haired witch was born, and the rebels' actions became more rampant.

This also seems to foreshadow that the new year for Dayan is destined to be even more unstable.

Whether it is Yan Qiaoling, the empress, or Yan Jixue, the married wife, the challenges they will face in the future will be even more severe.

This little episode did not affect the grand occasion of New Year's Eve. Other places were still singing and dancing, laughing and talking, and full of expectations for next year's wild geese.

On the top of Yueyang Tower, Yan Jixue and Xu Chengling held each other's hands tightly and made a promise.

They want to transform this imperfect wild goose into the wild goose prosperity they expect.

To achieve this goal, this time, they will work together.

Volume 1 (End)

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There should be a summary of the first volume and some prospects for the second volume soon. This book has only two volumes and is expected to be written in about one million words. The first volume is equivalent to laying the groundwork for the second volume, with various forces and characters making their debut. Here, the author is very grateful to all readers for their continued support.