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Goal: build a chapter hall and pass on the jade seal of the country.

Without further ado, race against time!

Lu Li and Pan Ming rode fast horses, galloping in the Nangong Palace, their sights constantly passing around. After all, there are countless halls and corridors within the palace wall, and it is really not easy to find a place in a short time.

At the same time, suspicious figures appeared in the chaos army.

Someone figured out the layout of the palace in advance, while hiding their whereabouts, while touching it in the dark; some people stole the armor of the Northern Army's fallen soldiers and replaced them with monastery costumes.

"The thief, for this day, I sacrificed too much."

A burly man walked out of the side hall, cursing: "If it weren't for the school to repair most of the wounds..."

Having said that, he paused.

Forget the past.

Wei Feng shuddered at the thought of being cut off by the old eunuch's little brother in that smelly basement.

In this era, there is no even the most primitive hemp, let alone a sterile operating room. I lie down in the thatch, drunk and lose consciousness, and can start cutting. If so, give it to him. It hurts to the death—

The physical quality is far superior to ordinary people, and he is shallow.

However, just as the so-called lost East Corner, harvested mulberry elm, endured the double blow from body and soul for a whole year, Wei Feng finally ushered in the harvest season.

The Zhonghuangmen Longmeng shot, ranked six hundred stones, commanded the Zhonghuangmenmengmeng, in charge of the Suwei Palace, and stood straight at the gate. The emperor rode and took the car when he went out.

The **** who protected the emperor's travel safety naturally knew about the secrets of the palace. Wei Feng dared to say that among the freshmen who took the exam, no one knew the placement of the emperor's seven seals better than him.

Build a chapter hall?

It is absolutely impossible to be scattered in such a remote place, unless there are court ladies and temple people deliberately bringing them out, otherwise, they will only stay quietly but not in the temple.

At this moment, the two sides of the palace road were piled with corpses, and the place to go was found. The whole palace seemed to be soaked in a sea of ​​blood.

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Feng jumped directly onto the roof, jumped three or two, and left this side hall.

Ugly.

The call to kill not only did not decay, but became louder. Under the organization of Captain Jian Shuo and Shang Fang Supervisor Qumu, the guards and monks fought back. Yuan Shu’s Hu Ben army was driven out of the north gate. Continue to cooperate with the remnants of He Jin and rush south along the Zhuquemen.

As for the Xiyuan Army led by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, they drove straight in and successfully captured the Xide Hall and the Guardian Hall, and found the remnant body of General He Jin and the coffin of the emperor.

It's not that the divisions of the Xiyuan are better than the Tigers, but that there are two more powerful generals in the team attacking Canglongmen: Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun.

The two of them only used 30% of their strength to defeat the guards. If it weren't for the royal family's face, Nangong would have been demolished long ago.

Yuan Shao, who was watching the battle, was incoherent: There are such strong generals in the world, Ding Yuan is just a provincial governor. How can He De, bring them under his command?

Obviously it was a soliciting heart.

As for Cao Cao, he had the same idea: I thought Yuanrang was already invincible in the world, and the second general of Hezhou seemed more brave. The next good destiny.

Zhang Liao looked at the empty surroundings and asked in a deep voice, "Zilong, have you ever seen Meng Ming?"

"Xu Shi never killed him, and went to the north with Cao Cao's generals, Lieutenant Dianjun."

Zhao Yun was holding a ring-headed knife, and he was very plain. He couldn't find an enemy, and he was full of blind soldiers.

But when he heard the answer, Zhang Liao was relieved instantly. Luo Yang had been in the process for a long time, and there was no fierce general. With Lu Li's strength, he didn't need to worry even if he acted alone.

At this point, he suppressed his killing intent, beat the horse back to Cao Cao, and watched from the sidelines.

And more than ten miles away, it is another scene.

The clash of weapons and the neighing of war horses, as the night breeze spread, made the atmosphere less silent.

Lu Li and Pan Ming held back their mounts, surveying the surroundings, killing them all.

They are late.

In front of Jianzhang Palace, there are aristocratic children with black clothes and high crowns, imperial officials in court robes, scholars in Confucian robes, Han sergeants in heavy armor, and monks with soft facial lines.

But these people have the same identity: freshmen, they also have the same goal: to pass on the jade seal of the country.

Among them, there are many acquaintances hidden: Wang Li and Jiang Sheng. The two had partnered with Lu Li in the gun combat class, and they also agreed to help each other in the blood world. Unfortunately, a series of changes occurred and they could not continue to cooperate.

"It's over, these two killing gods are coming together, we have no chance at all." Jiang Sheng smiled bitterly: "There is still a Duke left. It is estimated that I am hiding somewhere and ready to make a shot at any time, or we two will drink afterwards. Mouth soup?"

"Yes." Wang Li nodded.

As classmates, they know who can be called evildoers in their class, and they know how big the gap is between each other—

When he was happy that his shooting skills had reached the limit of mankind, Lu Li and the others had already abandoned conventional firearms and were in contact with more advanced things.

As for how to drink the soup, it is naturally to help resist other competitors and get some plot participation.

You know, the legendary fetish of Chuan Guoyu Xi will definitely be used by the principal as the judging standard and added to the final score.

At this point, the two took the initiative to lean towards Lu Li and Pan Ming, and the intention was self-evident.

Reach out and don't hit smiley people.

Even if Pan Ming had the confidence to suppress everything, he would not refuse this kind of good intentions, as long as he didn't get involved in passing on the jade seal of the country.

Lu Li is more confident. Since he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he has been in contact with peerless warriors. Leaving Lv Bu aside, Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun often accompany him to practice combat skills. To fight life and death, the ending remains the same, there is no doubt that death, but it can support a hundred moves.

May I ask what heroes in the world can stand against Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun for so long?

Most of them were killed in one.

It's a pity that other people don't know the number of the two, they just think it might be a little tricky, and it's a big deal to attack them.

Lu Li didn't care about this. He frowned slightly, pointed to the front and asked, "In that well?"

"should be."

Wang Li nodded and added: "In the Romance, the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom was found by Sun Jian in the well of Jianzhang Hall. Now the situation has changed drastically, and I am afraid it will fall into the well ahead of time."

"During this period, no one will try to fish it?"

Pan Ming glanced around.

Jiang Sheng was speechless for a while, in full view, who would dare to do this? I'm afraid I want to be the first to be sent back to the classroom.

"No."

After getting the answer, Pan Ming said nothing, and walked towards the well.

And Lu Li pulled out the first sword of Bai Lianhuan he picked up and stared at the surrounding movement.

In fact, he has a strong hunch that this trip is going to be empty. In fact, everyone is betting:

It stands to reason that the Chuan Guoyu Xihui disappeared when Dong Zhuo burned the Luos. Now that the situation has changed, the capital has been in chaos in advance, so you can take a gamble and wait for the rabbit in advance. If you can get it, you will earn blood! If it's unfavorable, it's nothing. Anyway, there is no cost to do this, and it's just a few trash fish.

At this time, Wei Feng, who was physically disabled, touched But Fei Temple, it was extremely quiet, and occasionally a few corpses could be glimpsed, and the smell of blood faded a lot.

Gloomy!

oppression!

Wei Feng hesitated, his hand was placed on the door of the palace, and he did not dare to push it away.

He knows very well that this kind of oppression does not come from a certain person or an object, but from something that can only be expected and unspeakable: the imperial power that controls the lives and deaths of all people in the world.

This year, I have had the honor to meet the Lingxiao emperor several times, and when he was a guard, he had close contact with him. He had witnessed many ridiculous things, but he still did not dare to disrespect him.

Speaking of Tianxian, speak with the law!

This mysterious and mysterious ability was controlled by the Spirit Emperor. The flowers in the Winter Palace were withered. In order to make the concubine smile, he deliberately wrote an imperial decree, ordering the flowers to bloom, and it really worked. It was not an illusion, let alone a spell.

In addition, the emperor once ordered the execution of a certain small yellow gate in a rage, but the sword and axe were added to him. He regretted it and did not want to let him die too quickly. If he casually spoke a slow word, the executioner’s hand would not be affected. Controlled, put the knife back, and the temple man whose neck was marked with a deep mark, there was no blood flowing out of the wound.

Why is it still hard to escape death when the spirit emperor controls such a nearly god-like method?

Wei Feng couldn't understand. Even if he witnessed the various visions of the death of the Lingdi, he still couldn't believe it. Perhaps, the emperor who had been in charge of the world for 23 years would suddenly burst out of the coffin.

"Damn, after a year of being a minion, my mentality can't go back?!" At this moment, Wei Feng suddenly slapped himself and said to himself: "After I go back, it's not that I can't grow up. I'm afraid of one. What did the dead faint king do."

Having said that, Wei Feng gritted his teeth, pushed open the door of the palace, and looked at him one step at a time, for fear that he would hit something incomprehensible.

Immediately afterwards, screams sounded.

Almost for the first time, Wei Feng drew his sword and chopped it over, and a gorgeous head rose into the sky. This is the concubine of the emperor, who came here to avoid military disaster.

Xu Ye saw the blood, and Wei Feng became much calmer. If the emperor could survive, why didn't he go to pacify the rebel who broke into the palace?

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself. He had been a slave for a long time, and he had to stand up quickly.

"Don't kill me...Don't kill me..."

There was a trembling sound from the corner, where a court lady was curled up, her body trembling like chaff.

"Has anyone been here besides me?"

Wei Feng asked as he walked towards the imperial case of the emperor.

"No...no." The palace lady shivered.

Hearing that, Wei Feng showed a smile on his face, and the Seven Seals of the Emperor were visited by a special person.

But Shi Changshi didn't expect that the soldiers would be defeated so quickly, and he ran away in a hurry, unable to take away these foreign objects.

"Yue Wang Goujian even tried his best for Wu Wangfu before he tried his best, Lao Tzu..."

Looking at the seven wooden boxes in front of him, Wei Feng lost his voice, excited, uncomfortable, and awed.

However, before I finished speaking, I heard a humming sound exploding in my ears: "You are my servant, why break in without permission? I don't know that this is the great crime of the Jiu Clan?"

Wei Feng shuddered in fright. He was so familiar with this sound. He knelt down instinctively, but he looked up at the throne as if he was unwilling.

A figure appeared in the empty place.

Liu Hong is not very old, he looks more than 30 years old, his face is pale because he has been obsessed with women for a long time, and his beard under his jaw is a little messy, but even so, he still maintains the posture that an emperor should have, sitting upright on the throne. Above, look down.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met in one place.

Wei Feng's face changed drastically. As a warrior who understood the spirit of war, his face was flushed, but suddenly turned pale, his eyes and pupils almost shrunk into pinpoints.

Emperor Lingxiao is not dead? !

Who is that lying in the coffin?

No, it's impossible. If he is not dead, what would the Shichang attendant cry? If he hadn't died, why did the ten permanent attendant jump over the wall in a hurry and kill the general and cause the two palaces to fall into chaos?

As his thoughts turned sharply, Wei Feng retracted his gaze and silently knelt under the imperial stage, waiting for the message to fall.

But as time went by, he discovered something was wrong. After the reprimand, Liu Hong didn't say a word, just sat there like a puppet.

"Your Majesty, the rebels Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and others have committed upheavals, despised Tianwei, led the soldiers to wash the South and North Palaces, and the ministers had a life of seven feet.

When the words fell, Wei Feng knocked his head heavily without getting up, silently waiting for a reply.

One second...two seconds...

After a while, there was no other sound except the sobbing sound of the court lady.

Seeing this, he didn't know where he was being tricked, stood up with a loud noise, grabbed the spirit emperor, and passed his palm through his chest.

"You are my servant, so why break in without permission? I don't know that this is the sin of the Nine Clan?"

The words sounded again.

I have to say that the voice is extremely loud, and the words are also clear, full of the emperor's majesty.

But Wei Feng took care of this and slapped it over with a slap, but this act of rebellion still didn't come true.

"The thief, his mother, who is so wicked, took the Seven Seals of the Emperor, and made such a show!" Wei Fengqiang resisted his anger and disappointment, his face sinking like a water said: "This Liangzi has been formed, and the story world will be..."

Halfway through, he grabbed the nearest wooden box.

The start is heavy!

Regardless of suspicion and caution, Wei Feng quickly opened it, made of white jade, Chihu Niu, sealed with Wudu purple clay, and engraved in the seal script: The Emperor's Seal.

Next, a bumper harvest.

The emperor's seal, used to bestow princes;

The emperor's letter to the seal, used to send troops;

The emperor's seal is used to call ministers;

The Seal of the Son of Heaven, used to entrust foreign monarchs;

The emperor's letter seal is used to worship heaven and earth ghosts and gods.

All six seals are here!

"Biography of the Jade Seal..." Wei Feng murmured. The surprise came so suddenly that he was almost desperate.

However, when he held the last wooden box in both hands, Wei Feng frowned, too light.

Sure enough, I opened it and saw that there was nothing but Wudu Zini inside, but I didn't feel depressed by surprise.

if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.

In this case, the thief was already merciful to get Liuxi, and he left a mouthful of soup for him to drink.

Without hesitation, Wei Feng put the six wooden boxes into his rucksack and walked out of the main hall quickly. Perhaps not reconciled, he looked at the corner again:

"Ask one last time, before you, there have been people who have been here but not the temple?"

The palace lady's sight condensed on the blood-stained sword, and it just so happened that the **** head of the first emperor's concubine was not far away, and was also within the sight range.

She was irritated in an instant, and she was shocked. For fear of being headed by Wei Fengxiao, she trembled and said: "No, I am a female historian next to Wang Meiren. I came here to take refuge with her. No one saw anyone when I came here."

Speaking of this, Nv Shi raised her head and glanced at Wei Feng. Seeing him standing still, rubbing the hilt of the knife, she became more and more frightened. She hugged her knees and shrank into the corner, as if doing so would make people invisible to herself.

"Hmm..." Wei Feng dragged the long tone, UU read www.uukanshu.com slightly sideways, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, a choking voice came: "However, Si Wei, who was responsible for guarding but not the temple tonight, disappeared, and she should be here."

Si Wei: Palm Palace Wei tube spoon.

"What is your name?"

"Yang Yuanyuan."

Half of his foot stopped when he stepped out of the hall door, and Wei Feng was struck by lightning.

At the same time, in front of Jianzhang Palace, Pan Ming, who opened the manhole cover, smelled the smell of blood, which was very fresh, no, very rich, and saw a woman dressed as a female officer soaking in the well.

When he was about to pick it up, the five-color lights lit up, and the breathing around him instantly became rush.

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