As the sword was raised again, Guo Xiaojiu no longer had any slightest expression. The move mentioned in the two lines of poetry was probably not a very simple move, after all, they were not considered friends.

His Highness the Crown Prince is still standing on the imperial city. Today he has lost all his face, but he is not afraid. As long as Han Changli can die under the imperial city, let alone let him lose some face, even if he takes away his identity as a crown prince immediately, he will have no grudges.

He still had a glimmer of hope for the two killers, Jiu Sanliang and Shi Lianglian. He knew very well that there were not many people in the entire imperial capital who could take the next move with their joint efforts.

He was not optimistic about the sabre boy named Guo Xiaojiu.

At this moment, a folding fan suddenly appeared behind Han Changli. On each fan bone of the folding fan, there was a sharp blade of half a finger length, which stabbed Han Changli's back heart.

If he took action against Guo Xiaojiu, Jiu Sanliang thought that he might not succeed, but he just dealt with a scholar who was powerless. Jiu Sanliang felt that this was not a difficult task.

In an instant, Guo Xiaojiu noticed the change behind Han Changli, so he held the knife and stood behind Han Changli. A cold light flashed over the blade, and he had already faced this attack.

It was only then that he gradually woke up and realized that Han Changli, who had almost died just now, was gasping for breath. He believed in Guo Xiaojiu and his own life. His eyes were still firm and there was no courage at all.

The sharp blade on the fan bone and the sword will retreat at once, without any delay, for fear that it would defile the folding fan in your hand for a moment.

Guo Xiaojiu was unreasonable. Since he found the trace of drinking, he would never let him leave easily.

After sabreeding a few rolls in the air, he found the figure of Jiu Sanliang again. With a knife, he quickly turned around and had to face Han Changli's front.

Jiu Sanliang, who was seen through Guo Xiaojiu's body, did not hide again. Instead, he stood quietly in place, gently closed the folding fan in his hand, and the sharp blade on the fan bone was instantly retracted into the fan bone.

On the front of Han Changli, the two lines of poetry have reached out to play the piano. This pair of dual cultivation companions in the world, the killer move is never a secret wine, but a woman who plays the piano.

The strings of the ten fingers were clasped, and there was no wonderful tone. It could only turn into invisible sharp blades with the light dance of the fingers, cutting through the air and fighting towards Guo Xiaojiu and Han Changli.

This is the killing move of the poem in two lines. Each invisible sharp blade is comparable to a Taoist talisman sword. The trick that could make Ning Buer fall into trouble was naturally good.

The sharp blade was almost approaching Han Changli, and Guo Xiaojiu stood with the knife. His brows were slightly frowned, and the empty palm was already on the scabbard behind him.

With the sword in his hand alone, it was obviously impossible to block all the sharp blades, so the Great Dao Sword behind him was pulled out, and a sharp edge was particularly conspicuous in this dusk.

The swords and swords flew, colliding with sharp blades. In the blink of an eye, all the sharp blades were cut for two pieces. Guo Xiaojiu took back the sword and breathed gently, but the sword was still in his hand.

His hands were trembling, after all, he had just received more than a dozen invisible sharp blades, all relying on his simple body.

The two lines of poems that were originally sitting on the ground playing the piano have already stood up. She hugged the xylophone in her arms, curled her lips at Guo Xiaojiu, and smiled as if she was smiling: "You have taken a big advantage today."

"I have to thank you two." Guo Xiaojiu bowed slightly, raised his head again, and squeezed out a smile at Shi Liang Line: "In the West City, I have a restaurant. If I am bored in the Imperial Capital City, I can go there to drink with me."

"That's so boring. If you want to drink, you must go to Pingkangfang." Jiu Sanliang, who had already walked to Shi Liangxing, shook the folding fan in his hand and said slowly.

"Aiya." It turned out that Shi Liangshi had already twisted her hand on Jiu Sanliang's ears, pretending to be angry and said angrily: "I'm afraid you're not eating the courage of the bear heart and the leopard, but you're still thinking about going to that place for a romantic place."

But after a few words, the two lines of poetry were already walking away with a few ounces of wine.

The qi in Guo Xiaojiu's body has also calmed down. After all, it was two attacks from the saint realm. Even if it was not a real joint force, Guo Xiaojiu still suffered a little.

It seems that the last time I met two people in the White Clothes Sect, he or Ning Buer was definitely not the opponent of these two people.

Looking at the two lines of poetry and wine that were gone, the prince's gaze could no longer hide his anger. If he could become the emperor one day, he would definitely make these ignorant men of the world be hawks outside his temple.

He lowered his head and looked down at the imperial city. The two people who had gradually fallen on him had no idea where to start for a moment.

"Are you the Crown Prince?" Guo Xiaojiu raised his sword and pointed at the imperial city from afar. He reached out and patted Han Changli on his shoulder, standing side by side with him.

"It's me." The prince took a few deep breaths and forced the anger in his heart for a while, but at the same time, he signaled to the Shen Ce Army beside him.

Han Changli, who is under the imperial city, must not leave here alive today, not only because he dares to speak up for Prime Minister Li Linfu, but also because Han Changli is alive, Yan Lingbin's eyes always fall on him.

Guo Xiaojiu lowered his head and smiled. He had already retracted the sword in his hand and tapped the scabbard on the scabbard. With the sound of bells on his arm, he shouted to the imperial city: "Dare you ask the prince, I will leave with Han Changli today, do you want to stop it?"

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes. He thought it was a threat to Guo Xiaojiu. He was not afraid of abandoning the position of Prince, nor even dying. Will he be afraid of Guo Xiaojiu's gossip?

"So what?" the prince said, his sleeves raised, and immediately hundreds of crossbowmen stood on the imperial city.

Hundreds of Shen Ce troops walked out of the imperial city and surrounded them in the center.

Han Changli never spoke. He just put his hand in his sleeve and looked at the corpse in a daze, as if he remembered the last visit to the prime minister's mansion, which made him laugh a few times.

But he was a little regretful, as if just yesterday, he was still laughing at the Prime Minister's Mansion about the Tang Dynasty. Today, his body was hung outside the imperial city and he would not have a good ending.

The laughter at this moment was particularly harsh. It was the laughter sounded under the crossbows of hundreds of Shen Ce troops and under the sword, which was a ridicule of His Royal Highness the incompetence of His Royal Highness.

"Just because you still want to protect him, Han Changli, I will swear on this imperial city today. I will not give up if I don't kill Han Changli today." His Royal Highness said, pointing his finger to the hazy sky.

It was not until this time that Han Changli woke up slightly, his eyes rose, looking at His Royal Highness from Li Linfu's body. He turned his head slightly and asked softly on Guo Xiaojiu's ear: "Can you leave with another person?"

"Yes, Han Changli, when will you be so mother-in-law and mother when you do things?" Guo Xiaojiu smiled and reached out to pat Han Changli's chest.

"Okay, bring him with you, he hasn't closed his eyes yet." Han Changli pulled out his hand from his sleeve. His finger pointed to Li Linfu, a corpse hanging outside the imperial city.

Guo Xiaojiu, who had already understood Han Changli's intention, nodded and chuckled, and began to step forward quickly with his knife.

"Stop him." After guessing what Guo Xiaojiu was going to do next, the Crown Prince hurriedly raised his hand and ordered the Shen Ce Army.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows left the string in an instant. Guo Xiaojiu seemed to have never heard of it. He jumped gently and stood on the Taoist sword. His sword was unsheathed and fell on the wall of the imperial city.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows all fell in the empty space. The sword cut off the rope hanging on the corpse. The corpse was already exposed to the sun and smelled a little. Guo Xiaojiu lifted it with one hand and the swordfish returned home.

In a blink of an eye, he was approaching Han Changli. Guo Xiaojiu landed gently and returned to the sheath of the sword. He gently placed Li Linfu's body on the ground, his brows were already frowning tightly.

Han Changli leaned over. He did not dislike the unpleasant smell on Li Linfu. Li Linfu's pupils were still making a lot of money, which was because of his dissatisfaction with the court.

His palm gently buckled Li Linfu's forehead. His palm fell down and Li Linfu was able to close his eyes and die with his eyes closed.

After Han Changli got up, he realized that Guo Xiaojiu seemed to be a little weird after getting up.

Before he could ask questions, Guo Xiaojiu pushed him out: "Is Li Sanpang here?"

A fat young man had been parked in an ordinary carriage on Zhuque Street since earlier, and landed on the street with the help of the coachman: "Hehe, Han Changli is here, I must be here too."
Chapter completed!