The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 61
The folding fan in the door master's hand spun around like a blooming flower, and the dense pile of silver needles dinged and dinged continuously, but the man blocked them all.

There was still a smile on the man's face, but his eyes were cold and ruthless: "The next piece of sincerity, is this how you repay it? What's more, Miss Xu, do you think you can use a trick that you have used once before?"

The man's fingertips hooked slightly, obviously he had no patience with Xu Qingluo.

The third prince was still in shock, even though the pile of silver needles came towards the sect master just now, but he was standing not far from the sect master, and he was almost caught in a catastrophe.

At first, I thought that Xu Qingluo was no longer threatening, after all, the injuries he suffered were serious, only then did I remember that Xu Qingluo was searched last night and almost took his life.

At this moment, the third prince's face was full of distorted anger: "Master, what are you waiting for, this bitch is full of tricks, if I say so, I should kill her directly!"

Xu Qingluo ignored the third prince's clamor, and smiled coldly at the man's threat: "The trick doesn't depend on whether it has been used, it just needs to be useful."

Xu Qingluo flicked her head lightly, and a silver light burst out from her mouth.

The door master was really caught off guard this time, but it was too late for him to save him. A shrill scream sounded, and the third prince, who thought that there would be nothing wrong with the door master by his side this time, had a blue stick in his eyeball. Silver needle, he screamed and fell to the ground.

Covering his eyes with his hands, he kept rolling and crying, but in just a short while, his left eye had been corroded by the poison attached to the silver needle and a hole was formed.

"Save me, save me, ah!"

The third prince's body was covered with dust and dirt, and his whole body was miserable, no longer the haughty complacency he had when he first entered the city, like a bereaved dog.

The sect master appeared in front of the third prince in an instant, and a finger blew across the back of the third prince's neck. The wailing sound stopped abruptly. The blue silver needle fell to the ground.

The door master looked at the Third Prince's eye that had stopped corroding but could never be used again: "Give the Third Highness a bandage."

He gave instructions to the people behind him, and looked at Xu Qingluo suddenly: "It seems that I still underestimate Miss Xu."

"Pfft." With a sound, Xu Qingluo spat out a small bamboo tube. It was the mechanism in the sleeve on the bracelet that she held in her mouth just before she came out of the tea shed and was pressed under the root of her tongue. It can only deal with people like the third prince, and it is useless against a master like the door master, and a master who is still on guard. Xu Qingluo doesn't know who is leading the team into the city, but she is sure to give this gift.

"Your Excellency didn't underestimate me. I missed the shot just now. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as accidentally injuring one of the eyes of His Highness the Third Prince. Believe me, I want more than just wanting the eye of the Third Prince." Take his life or your life."

Xu Qingluo smiled at Yanyan, and those who didn't know it thought she was having an intimate conversation with some close friend, but what she was actually talking about was about killing.

"Miss Xu is so arrogant, so relentless, do you think I won't do anything to you?"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his five fingers tightened the folding fan. He admired Xu Qingluo's determination to refuse to give up until the last moment, but was really angry at the fact that Xu Qingluo ignored his kindness and slapped him instead. The sect master doesn't care about the life and death of the third prince himself in the future, but the meaning represented by the third prince, the value before his purpose is not achieved, is that he now pays more attention to the safety of the third prince than anyone else.

Xu Qingluo hurt the third prince's eye, which was a provocation to him, a serious provocation.

Xu Qingluo met the danger in the man's eyes, and sneered: "My little girl has such a personality, and she is never willing to do hypocritical things to people who are not used to her. If you don't like it, then you can try me I have the right to be arrogant, and I will tell you the truth by the way, the poisons and needles on my body are far more than the ones you have seen."

Xu Qingluo's performance was even more daring than daring, which was simply ignoring life and death, and not caring about his own safety.

The door owner smiled coldly: "Okay, okay, okay."

He said three good words in a row, and suddenly shouted behind him: "Come on!"

Didn't you say that you have a lot of poisonous needles and poisons on your body?I want to take a good look at what leverage you have now.

A row of soldiers with swords and simple round shields surrounded Xu Qingluo step by step.

"Catch her alive."

"Miss Xu, I hope you like this kind of hospitality."

The handsome man's eyes were full of sinister, he took the horse sent by one of his subordinates, it was also a white horse, but compared to the strange feeling of the third prince riding on the horse, there was a difference in the movement of the man turning on the horse. It was a natural feeling. He looked at Xu Qingluo surrounded by him, and a funny smile appeared on his lips. He was indeed interested in Xu Qingluo, and he became more and more interested, but he didn't like Xu Qingluo either. He resisted him time and time again, he likes strong-tempered women very much, but he prefers to tame strong-tempered women.

He looked at Xu Qingluo, feeling excited and faintly bloodthirsty watching the prey being besieged.

Xu Qingluo's toes retreated slowly and imperceptibly, and the soldiers surrounding her began to approach. Her eyes were not timid, but fighting spirit. She didn't want to die, but she was not afraid of death either.

The girl's blood-stained sleeves swayed with the wind, as if it would go with the wind in the next moment. The blood stains were mottled and flickering, and there was a unique beauty, but now no one would underestimate this beauty, because it would kill people.

A cloud of poisonous powder fell, and the two soldiers in front of Xu Qingluo raised their shields in time to hold their breath, but they still swayed because they inhaled a little poisonous powder.

The girl's toes were a little lighter on the ground, and her whole body was like a gust of wind. She was dexterous and moved forward instead of retreating. A soldier's long knife that is more poisonous.

The tip of the knife shone coldly, and it leaned back, breaking off the arm grabbed by a soldier.

Blood splattered, because of the sect master's order to capture alive, those well-trained soldiers couldn't help Xu Qingluo for a while.

Some people made up their minds not to cut Xu Qingluo's vital parts, but to cut her limbs where they are not fatal. Xu Qingluo is only flexible, and no matter how many tricks he has, he cannot dodge them one by one. After a while, her legs and arms were covered with bloodstains, and some places even showed white bones, but Xu Qingluo didn't seem to notice that when someone slashed her, she desperately wanted to give the other party a harder blow even after being injured by the knife. .

In such a short period of time, the Western Region soldiers who besieged Xu Qingluo killed three people and injured five others, and Xu Qingluo could no longer stand still, half kneeling on the ground, her body and face were covered with blood, Where she was, all the blood was smeared under her feet, and even began to flow outwards.

The rest of the dozen or so Western Region warriors surrounding Xu Qingluo looked at Xu Qingluo with fear, hatred and a little bit of admiration. The tribes of the Western Regions have always admired warriors, no matter men or women, as long as they have enough ability, they can get The respect and approval of all, even enemies.

Xu Qingluo's performance has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

The head of the door looked at Xu Qingluo who was half kneeling on the ground and supported Xu Qingluo who was unwilling to fall completely with a knife. The color in his eyes became more and more strange. Xu Qingluo could only hold on for a short while, she did not expect that she would hold on for such a long time.

The next moment, something that surprised him even more happened. Xu Qingluo was moving, her body trembling a little bit, not because she was afraid of pain, but because she gathered more strength, and then, her bent legs straightened up little by little. , the knife in his hand scratched the ground and there was a stabbing sound.

The door master lightly controlled the rein of the horse, and the horse walked towards Xu Qingluo, who had already stood up half of her body.

"Go back."

The dozen or so warriors surrounded by Xu Qingluo retreated back, leaving a way for the sect master.

"You are beyond my expectation. I seem to have said this sentence many times today."

The head of the door looked down at Xu Qingluo and smiled: "However, that's it, there are not many people worthy of my own shot."

The man stretched out his hand, seemingly slowly but quickly, Xu Qingluo's blood stained and sticky eyes were bloodshot, she clearly saw the hand that the man grabbed, and tried desperately to avoid it, but she couldn't dodge at all.

She had tried her best, and Xu Qingluo felt a little sad in her heart, she had tried her best to delay the time.

The door master's fingertips barely touched Xu Qingluo's body, the next moment a sword wind pierced the air, and the sharp edge fell towards the head of the door master. The man shook his body and jumped to the side, barely dodging the fierce Strong sword spirit.

The door owner dodged, but the white horse under him couldn't dodge.
In the blood filled the sky, with a long and tragic howl, the white horse was split in half by the fierce sword, and with a crash, the long sword plunged into the ground, three feet straight.

The power of this sword is so powerful.

Xu Qingluo saw that sword, that familiar sword, and suddenly a smile was drawn on the corner of her lips, a blood-stained but so beautiful and peaceful smile, Langcheng, I'm waiting for you.

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The originally empty city wall is now full of people, and the black and sharp long arrows are pointing at the soldiers from the Western Regions who have already entered the city. .

The strongest warriors in the Western Regions are bow horse riding and archery. Combat on the plains has always been called a nightmare for infantry, but now, they are trapped in the city, and most of their bows and arrows have been shot. It is impossible to fight back from a condescending lock. Their war horses are not only unable to exert their powerful strength in this city with many foreign objects on the streets, they are even not as flexible as infantry, and there are many obstacles.

The sect master's face was ashen, and it would not feel too good to let someone who thought that everything was in his hands, but was counterattacked by the enemy who thought he had already defeated, or even plotted against by others.

The war horses under the Western Region warriors beside him were affected by the emotions of their masters and kept stepping on their hooves. Anxiety, worry and disbelief filled everyone's hearts.

Lang Sheng stood at the most eye-catching position on the top of the city, locked the gatekeeper with the big iron tire bow in his hand, but never shot it, only because the gatekeeper controlled Xu Qingluo in his hand.

The handsome man held a dagger inlaid with countless jewels in one hand and placed it across Xu Qingluo's throat. He blocked the girl in front of him, on the path that the bow and arrow must pass, and stood behind her, squinting his eyes. Lang Sheng on the city wall, his ashen complexion gradually calmed down, but he has regained control of his emotions after such a short period of time: "I'm curious how General Lang found such a group of strength, according to what I know Most of the soldiers in General Lang's hands are useless."

The sect master was not curious about how the other party killed the carbine. Such things are actually very common on the battlefield. He should not have fallen for it so easily, but because he believed in his own information and believed that most of the power in Lang Sheng's hands died in the morning. During the raid at that time, he had already made arrangements for the new barracks, otherwise the sect master would never have relaxed his vigilance against Lang Sheng.

Lang Sheng's eyes looked at Xu Qingluo, looking at the numerous scars on the girl's face, the white bones exposed heavily, a trace of distress, pity, anger, and pain flashed in his eyes, and he turned to the face of the sect master behind Xu Qingluo. On the other hand, there is a strong killing intent: "I am even more curious about how your Excellency sent these many soldiers to Huai County without telling everyone."

"Hehe, forget it, I can't answer your question, and it seems that you can't answer my question either. Winner and loser, it's just my bad move, that's all."

"only."

The door master gently pulled back the dagger that was placed in front of Xu Qingluo's neck, the girl couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a bright bloodstain appeared on the neck, but it was an extremely suppressed voice, the corners of her lips flowed out from the sudden pain. There was a little blood.

"It's just that I'm glad that I still have a chance to turn things around, General Lang, one life for your order, let us go, how about it?"

The door master chuckled lightly, saying so.

"do not want!"

With a hoarse voice, Xu Qingluo spoke suddenly, regardless of the pain in her throat that seemed to be torn by something, and there must be something wiped on the short knife, she just paused word by word: "Langcheng, I don't allow you to promise him condition!"

Lang Sheng's fingers trembled imperceptibly, and Xu Qingluo's voice was hoarse, halfway scattered in the wind, but he understood her emotions, he understood her determination.

Hearing Xu Qingluo's words, the door master snorted and put more force on his hands, the wound on Xu Qingluo's neck widened even more. The man paused every word: "Do you believe it? If he dares to If you don't agree, I can cut you alive in front of him little by little? Or can I strip you naked in front of him?"

The man smiled gently, but his eyes were as cruel as a devil: "I believe, he will always agree, as long as the friendship between Lang Sheng and you is not fake."

Xu Qingluo glared fiercely at the sect master, she felt that this man was as odious as Yang Yunping now: "You are shameless and despicable!"

"Hehe, shameless? There is no shamelessness in this world, there is no despicableness, there is only success or failure. I lost a game, but as long as I am still alive, I am not really a loser!"

The man's fingertips fell between Xu Qingluo's brows and eyes, and gently wiped away the blood stains on it, clearly revealing the girl's clear and firm eyes: "I'm actually not willing to treat you like that."

"Let go of her!"

Lang Cheng snarled, and the long arrow in his hand pierced through the space and shot into the city. The long arrow shot into the door master's feet, and it would nail his feet with just a thread.

Just now, the sect master retreated a little at the critical moment at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but this is enough.

The door master looked at Lang Sheng with a sneer: "Her life, or your order!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bloodstain on the neck of the dumped intensified, and it seemed that it was about to open to the throat.

Lang Sheng clenched the iron bow tightly: "Okay, I'll let you go, and you let them go right away—"

"Lang Sheng!"

Xu Qingluo hissed: "You are a great general, don't let me down! I would rather die than become your burden!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Qingluo slammed towards the dagger in front of his neck.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if Lang Sheng really released these people from the Western Regions for her, and for her to be overthrown in a situation where she must win, those people in the court who stared at him would definitely hold him accountable, and Lang Sheng would definitely be punished. To question the crime, if it was just for the country, Xu Qingluo did not have such a high consciousness to die, but if the person who was imprisoned by her turned into Lang Cheng, then she would rather die!

At that moment, Xu Qingluo bumped without hesitation, fiercely and decisively.

"Luo'er, don't!"

Lang Sheng slammed a dagger out of his hand, and shot at the dagger in the door master's hand. At the same time, he also jumped down from the city wall and was about to charge over.

"I really have never seen a woman like you!"

Blood splashed everywhere, and Xu Qingluo's neck hit one hand fiercely. The sect master grabbed his dagger with one hand, and the blade sliced ​​through his five fingers. The blood stained the gems on the dagger red, reflecting With a little sad color.

Xu Qingluo's body froze, but it was the sect master who then sealed the acupuncture points on her upper body. She could no longer move or speak, but could only use her eyes to indicate that she was halfway there, because she was relieved to see her rescued. Lang Sheng, let him do what he should do.

"Leave Luo'er behind, and I'll let you go."

Lang Sheng paused every word without any hesitation.

Xu Qingluo was in a hurry, but this time she couldn't do anything anymore.

The door master asked his soldiers to leave first. Those soldiers were unwilling to do so, but after being scolded by the door master angrily, they had to retreat towards the outside of the city gate one by one.

Until everyone was gone, only the sect master and Xu Qingluo were left. He looked at Lang Sheng who was staring at him eagerly, and held Xu Qingluo to go out the last one.

"I have followed the agreement and let you go, but you still haven't let them go."

Lang Sheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent and full of disgust.

The door owner took Xu Qingluo a hundred steps outside the city, and the horse left for him by his men was standing beside him.

"Naturally, we Western Regions keep our word. This time, I let you win a round by chance. We will fight again in the future."

The man's hand slowly let go of Xu Qingluo's throat, and the next moment Xu Qingluo was pushed towards Lang Cheng who was rushing towards this side by a palm wind, and at the same time Xu Qingluo and Lang Sheng were listening to the man's voice The last words from the wind: "My name is Mu Qing, Xu Qingluo, remember, we will meet again."

Until seeing those people from the Western Regions leave Huai County safely and leave quickly on horseback, Xu Qingluo still couldn't believe that Lang Sheng really let them go: "What are you thinking? Let the tiger go back to the mountain, do you know that if what you are doing now is found out by the court, there will be a lot of trouble. You are clearly sure of victory, but you are fighting the enemy for me, a woman. All your struggles now include your position as a general Maybe it's all lost—"

"But I haven't lost you."

Lang Sheng hugged Xu Qingluo tightly, and said every word: "You can get the position of general again, but you only have one."

He wiped the marks on Xu Qingluo's face carefully, and smiled wryly: "What's more, do you really think I'm sure of victory?"

The man's eyes were deep: "This time, I won't be able to win by force."

"What do you mean?"

Xu Qingluo didn't understand.

Just as Lang Cheng was about to answer, there was a sound of hoofbeats, and a soldier with scars all over his body stumbled and fell off the horse: "General, General, all of us who ambushed in Xifeng Gorge are dead General, woo, brothers are all dead. Just escape from me, I am a coward, woo woo, Zhou Da, Li Mao are all dead."

The soldier's pupils were dilated, and he was already unconscious. Xu Qingluo frowned, feeling that the other party's state was not right.

Lang Sheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "What's the matter, didn't I say before I came that you are not allowed to act without my order?"

"How could something go wrong!"

"Kashyapa, it was the deputy general Kasyapa who ordered us to ambush."

Before the words fell, the soldier trembled and fell down, but he had already died.

Lang Sheng clenched his hands into fists, clenched his teeth, and after a long while, he spit out two words one by one: "Jasyapa!"

Xu Qingluo looked at Langcheng, and put her hand on his hand. After listening to his talk, she realized that at the beginning, the troops in Langcheng's hands were not enough to resist the Western Region soldiers who attacked him. He seemed to be running away. , It is indeed to divert the attention of the people from the Western Regions, but in fact, they have already arranged for people to evacuate the remaining people in the city, in order to prevent the people from the Western Regions from entering the city and slaughtering the city.

He joined up with those soldiers under him because he wanted to sneak attack the people from the Western Regions in the middle of the road. Who knew that Xu Qingluo didn't come out in time, and the people he sent happened to be different from Xu Qingluo. He brought people to rescue, but the people he brought were only a hundred people.

As for the soldiers who looked like they were all over the city: "That's what the people I hid nearby spontaneously dressed up."

Lang Cheng smiled bitterly: "That's why I said that I was invincible. Fortunately, I was deceived, but I didn't expect it." Kasyapa actually dared to make a claim.

Even with the addition of more than 100 people in Lang Sheng's hands, there are only more than 200 people who are worth less than 300 people. How can they go head-to-head with nearly a thousand soldiers from the Western Regions? Those nearly a thousand people stayed behind, and they would not be defeated, but Kasyapa ignored Lang Cheng's order, and without waiting for Lang Cheng to join him, he let the more than one hundred soldiers attack on the retreat road of the Western Regions, resulting in the tragic death of more than a hundred people. Lang Sheng could no longer forgive him.

Xu Qingluo looked at the pain and cruelty in Langcheng's eyes, these two contradictory emotions were intertwined, she felt sorry for him, and she hated Kasyapa.

"What do you want to do, just do it."

Xu Qingluo said this in a hoarse voice: "That's what you should do."

Kassapa should also get what he deserved.

(End of this chapter)