The next half sentence was naturally directed to Nie Feng.

  "Yes," Nie Feng replied respectfully, then stepped forward and quickly released the seal on the acupoints for Sikong Zhaixing, allowing him to regain his strength.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty, and Brother Nie!"

  Sensing that his strength had finally returned, Sikong Zhaixing quickly thanked Zhu Houzhao and Nie Feng.

  Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said, "Don't be too polite. If you have nothing to do, you two can go down first. Just remember to take the responsibility of Liushawei to heart."

  "My subordinates retire," Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing looked at each other, bowed to Zhu Houzhao and saluted, and then slowly exited the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

  Zhu Houzhao looked at the backs of the two leaving, his eyes distant and deep.

  In the following time, Zhu Houzhao first instructed Dongchang, Jinyiwei and Shenhou Mansion to cooperate with the actions of Xichang, and then dealt with the backlog of court affairs, or accompanied Mu Nianci and his daughters to play in the palace and the capital. Fan.

  In the blink of an eye, two days passed in a flash.

  From all directions, more and more martial arts masters gathered in the capital.

  However, compared with the situation in the original book, the martial arts people who come to the capital now and want to watch the battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are a little more cautious and in awe of the imperial court...

Chapter 270

  On the fifteenth night, the moonlight is always so fascinating.

  Compared with the moonlight, what makes people more enthusiastic and fascinated is Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, the peak duel between the two peerless swordsmen!

  At this moment, in the vicinity of the Golden Palace of the Daming Palace, a large number of martial arts practitioners have gathered in order to see the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

  Although these people feared the imperial court in their hearts, they still couldn't help being infatuated with kendo.

  And Zhu Houzhao had already instructed in advance to allow these martial arts people to watch on the square outside the Golden Palace. As for what they were watching, it was not necessarily certain.

  Moreover, what these martial arts people didn't know was that at this moment, the masters of Dongchang, Xichang, Jinyiwei, Shenhoufu, etc. had all gathered in the palace to monitor their every move.

  The front and back of the roof near the Golden Throne Hall was almost full of people, all of them were martial artists who wanted to see the two contemporary swordsmen.

  From the top of the roof, you can see it more clearly.

  In the moonlight, Ye Gucheng's face was completely bloodless, and it seemed that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

  Although Ximen Chuixue's face was also very pale, he was still a little angry and didn't look sick.

  The two of them were all white as snow, spotless, and their faces were expressionless.

  At this moment, their people have become like their swords, ruthless and sharp, and have no human emotions at all.

  The two stared at each other, their eyes glowing.

  Everyone is far away from them.Although their swords were still unsheathed, their sword energy was already shocking.

  This kind of fierce sword energy was originally issued by them themselves.

  What is terrifying is also the people themselves, not the swords in their hands.

  Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "Let's stay for many years, stay safe"

  Ximen Chuixue said: "Duomeng is complete, luckily it is good."

  ……

  Around the Golden Palace, a large number of martial arts people are gathering, watching Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue nervously, listening to their conversation, and feeling the unique momentum between them.

  But in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it is another scene at this moment.

  Zhu Houzhao was sitting quietly in front of the table and chairs in the imperial study room of Yangxin Hall, and he was dealing with some memorials attentively, just like a good and diligent emperor.

  Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao sensed a slight noise outside the room.

  "Who's outside...〃?" Zhu Houzhao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said faintly.

  "Slave Wang Quan, serve the emperor with tea." Zhu Houzhao's voice just fell, and a slightly shrill voice sounded outside the imperial study.

  Hearing this voice, Zhu Houzhao's brows moved slightly.

  After learning about Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, Zhu Houzhao thought about it for a long time. Although he knew that there was an eunuch in the palace as an inner responder, he couldn't think of who it was. Later, he thought of simply waiting for the enemy to show his tail. how to care.

  Now it seems that the eunuch's inner response should be this Wang Quan.

  Zhu Houzhao said, "Come in."

  "Yes," the man outside the imperial study room agreed respectfully, then pushed the door open.

  Zhu Houzhao raised his head slightly, only to see a eunuch in his fifties, wearing a eunuch's costume, with gray hair, white face and no beard, walking in with a tray in his hand.

  On that tray was a cup of hot tea.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Put the tea down, you can leave."

  "Yes," Wang Quan agreed, then put the tea on the table and backed out of the study with the tray.

  Just a few steps back, Wang Quan seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to Zhu Houzhao, "Your Majesty, this servant would like to invite you to meet someone."

  When Zhu Houzhao heard this, he took a deep look at Wang Quan and said, "Who is he? Where is he?"

  "It's here." Wang Quan waved his hand, and two lights suddenly lit up in the corner of the imperial study.

  Another person appeared in the light.

  A very handsome young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe that only the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was qualified to wear.

  Zhu Houzhao raised his head slightly and looked at the young man's face, with a smile in his eyes. He had already determined the identity of this person in his heart, it was the Prince of Nanwang.

  This Prince of the South is like a shadow of himself.

  The same figure, the same appearance, and what he was wearing was exactly the bright yellow dragon robe he would only wear on formal occasions.

  Prince Nan Wang and Wang Quan were puzzled when they saw Zhu Houzhao's smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Prince Nan Wang looked at Zhu Houzhao and said, "What are you laughing at?"

  Zhu Houzhao said: "I laugh at you for being foolish and throwing yourself into the net! The good Prince of Nan does not do it, and insists on coming to the capital to seek death. Why is this necessary?"

  Hearing this, Prince Nanwang's expression changed slightly, and then he said solemnly: "I should have said this to you. As the Prince of Nanwang, you have left the fief and entered the capital without authorization. You should be clear! Even though I have the intention to spare your life, the ancestral family law is still there, but I have to obey."

  Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao sneered and said: "¨"You're pretending to be quite good, but the fake one is fake after all. Do you think the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty will be fooled by you?"

  Hearing the words, the Prince of Nanwang flashed a cold light in his eyes, and said towards Wang Quan: "Eunuch Wang, Nian is in the same bloodline of Taizu, leave him a whole corpse, and then send his bones back to the Nanwang Mansion."

  "The slaves obey the orders!"

  When Wang Quan heard the words, he respectfully agreed, and then looked at Zhu Houzhao with a sullen smile in his eyes.

  "Little Prince, I'm offended!"

  As soon as the sound fell, Wang Quanzhi suddenly pulled out a soft sword from his waist and stabbed straight down at Zhu Houzhao's chest!

  But at this moment, a white shadow flashed.

  "boom!"

  In the next instant, Wang Quan's body flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

  "Puff!"

  Immediately afterwards, Wang Quan spat out a mouthful of blood (Qian Zhao's), his face pale for a while.

  At the same time, beside Zhu Houzhao, there was a figure in white clothes with long hair fluttering, it was Nie Feng, the god of wind!

  "Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, since he's here, let's show up. If you want to kill me with this waste, it's still a long way to go." Zhu Houzhao cast a disdainful glance at Wang Quan, and said lightly outside the imperial study.

  As soon as Zhu Houzhao's voice fell, the temperature in the imperial study room seemed to drop a bit suddenly.

  A middle-aged man in a snow-white long gown, holding a long sword that shone with a cold light, stepped into the imperial study.

  Snow-white clothes, pale face, icy eyes, arrogant and arrogant, even more threatening than sword qi.

  This person is the real Baiyun City Lord, Ye Gucheng!

  Ye Gucheng glanced at Nie Feng in amazement, and then said to Zhu Houzhao: "The people of the mountains and wild grasses, I didn't expect to be able to listen to the sky, Ye Mou is lucky.".

Chapter 271

  Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "City Lord Baiyun, Fei Xian outside the sky, I naturally know. Moreover, I know far more than you think."

  Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank when he heard the words, and said, "Your Majesty knows that I'm coming?"

  Zhu Houzhao said, "That's right. How can you be a thief if you are a beautiful lady? Unfortunately, after tonight, flying immortals from the sky will become an absolute sound."

  Ye Gucheng said: "Success is a king, defeat is a thief."

  Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "That's it, you are still a thief."

  Ye Gucheng sneered, with a flat sword on his chest, and said coldly, "Please."

  Zhu Houzhao ignored him and said to Nie Feng, "Try not to hurt him, and leave him alive."

  "Yes," Nie Feng respectfully agreed, and then stepped forward to block between Zhu Houzhao and Ye Gucheng.

  Ye Gucheng heard Zhu Houzhao and Nie Feng's words, and his eyes flashed with anger. Ye Gucheng has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and this is the first time that he has been so underestimated!

  "Humph!"

  Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and quickly attacked Nie Feng!

  With Ye Gucheng's sword, a sword light slanted towards Nie Feng's face, like a shocking light, like a long rainbow shaking the sky!

  "Aohan Six Techniques!"

  With a cold drink in Nie Feng's mouth, the Xueyin knife instantly reached his hand, quickly swung it in front of him, and precisely hit Ye Gucheng's long sword!

  "Ding ding ding!"

  Following the fight between Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, there were bursts of gold and iron clashing in the imperial study.

  "boom!"

  The terrifying sword qi and sword qi raged in the imperial study room. The frightened Prince Nan Wang and Wang Quan were all trembling with fear, and panic flashed in their eyes.

  They are very clear about the strength of Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng.

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