The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Gu Shiwei entered the study, but he was not at all relieved.

Her eyes were red, and the fingers holding the sword were trembling slightly. Zhai Di was right in saying that they were indeed at the end of their tether.

Even if she can hold on, Wei Changming and Wu Jiang outside may not be able to hold on for long.

With a sweep of her sword, the number of rebels surrounding the official's house in the room was reduced by three. Just when Gu Shiwei was about to start a killing spree, a clear and loud shout suddenly rang out.

"Everyone, stop it! The official family is in my hands! Everyone, stop it, or I will chop off his head."

Gu Shiwei listened to this familiar voice and looked forward suddenly, only to see a figure appearing behind the official. The girl was holding an Emei thorn in her hand. It was Ma Hongying who had been "missing" for a long time. .

Guan Jing, who was standing in front of the official, widened his eyes in disbelief, while Li Zhongyun, who was covered in blood, couldn't help his knees any longer and fell down.

There was dead silence inside and outside the study. Wei Changming and Wu Jiang outside also took the opportunity to run in.

Gu Shiwei looked anxiously towards Wu Jiang, and as expected, he saw Wu Jiang's hand loosen, and the sword fell directly to the ground with a loud bang.

"Hong... Hong... Hongying!"

Wu Jiang looked at Ma Hongying with a shocked look on his face. His eyes were instantly filled with tears, blurring his vision.

Wu Jiang stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes with all his strength. He wiped it three times in a row, and finally confirmed that the person standing in front of him was the living Ma Hongying. He burst into tears. Before anyone could recover, he He laughed again.

"Hongying! It's great that you're not dead! That's great!"

Ma Hongying's lips trembled, and the Emei thorn came closer to Guan Jia's neck...

Gu Shiwei calmly observed the surroundings and saw Zhai Di also walking in. He walked straight to a middle-aged man wearing a blue-grey robe. That man had a handsome appearance and was very elegant.

Although he is already old, it can be seen that he was a rare good-looking person when he was young.

There was a red rope hanging around his neck, and a triangular symbol was tied at the bottom of the red rope, which was placed outside the lapel of his clothes.

His lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and he had a sign inserted into his waist.

Compared with today's officials, the King of Qi does seem to be more "smart and virtuous".

"Brother, for the sake of our brotherhood, you can just issue an edict to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of the throne. If I wanted to fight for it back then, this position might not be yours. Over the years, I have just returned the throne to its original owner."

"You have to know that I just say this to make peace between brothers. If you don't want to... I can let Hongying kill you directly now, and you can still wear a yellow robe and ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor."

The official didn't even look at King Qi, and looked at Gu Shiwei lightly.

Gu Shinwei looked at him, and then realized that his pupils were extremely light in color, and his eyes looked vaguely golden.

"Did you get the national seal back?"

Gu Shiwei almost didn't react. She nodded. Wei Changming, who was beside him, hurriedly took off the national seal from his body and gently placed it on the table.

The official looked at the bloody furoshiki, his eyes a little deeper, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The officials were as calm as an old monk, but Ma Hongying, who was holding the Emei thorn, and the King of Qi were not calm anymore.

King Qi suddenly took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the national seal, and laughed maniacally, "Hongying, what are you waiting for? Just kill him. With this national seal in hand, even if he doesn't do it, we will There can be a succession edict!"

"No wonder I got the top lottery. It really is the top lottery. Everything goes as I wish! Everything goes as I wish!"

Ma Hongying, who was holding Guan Jia hostage, seemed to turn a deaf ear. She trembled her lips and looked at Guan Jia angrily, "In the original battle of the Stone Formation, you gave the order... to..."

It was very difficult for Ma Hongying to speak, but she still used all her strength to ask, "But you would trade our lives for this stone?"

"no……"

As soon as these two words "official" came out of my mouth, it was like some kind of signal...

Gu Shiwei suddenly picked up the long sword and moved around like a ghost directly behind King Qi. By the time Zhai Di beside him reacted, the situation in the room had changed again.

"Don't move. If Zhai Di and you dare to move, I will immediately cut the neck of the traitor King Qi."

All this happened in a flash of lightning. King Qi's smile froze on his face. He still held the national seal in his hand, and there was still the lingering sound of signing in his mouth. As soon as Gu Shiwei's long sword moved, a blood mark immediately appeared between his neck.

The Chang Ming Sword is a magical weapon that can be cut off by blowing the hair.

Gu Shinwei tightened his hands, and the yellow talisman tied around King Qi's neck was cut off by the red rope, fell off, and fell directly to the ground.

Zhai Di obviously did not expect such a turn of events. He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm and said to Gu Shiwei, "I count one, two, three. How about you and Ma Hongying let go at the same time? Gu Shiwei is not the only one who has hostages. In hand..."

As he was speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The official who had been sitting there for a long time stood up calmly. He stretched out his hand, patted it gently, and shouted into the air, "Zhang Aiqing, I'm tired, it's okay."

What Zhang Aiqing? What's okay?

Are the officials afraid that they will go crazy?
Zhai Di was thinking about it, but he saw a man walking out from behind the screen in the study. The man was wearing the same robe that belonged to the Imperial City Envoy. Although it is the same robe, Zhang Chunting is dressed like an immortal from heaven.

And he was dressed like a dung picker who had stolen his master's robe.

Seeing Zhang Chunting coming out, Ma Hongying withdrew her Emei thorn and stood obediently behind him.

"Ma Hongying, you and Zhang Chunting are in the same group? Why? Do you really believe the official's lies? It's obvious that he took you to exchange for the national seal."

Zhai Di broke into a cold sweat on his back. By now, if he still doesn't understand that what happened today is just a trap set up by the officials and Zhang Chunting, and is just waiting for King Qi to get into it, then he is a fool!
Gu Shinwei watched all this with a calm expression. She lowered her eyes and looked towards the door. Sure enough, she saw Han Shiyan rushing towards the door. Behind him was a large group of soldiers, some of whom were escorting several tied-up men.

When the men saw King Qi, they all rushed to shout, "Dad...Dad..."

When King Qi saw his sons, his hands softened instantly, and the national seal rolled to the ground.

"Why? I obviously got the top pick, and today is the best time to plot rebellion... So, brother, you knew it was me from the beginning, and you deliberately allowed me to plot rebellion, just to see my jokes... in order to Our whole family will be caught in one fell swoop..."