Chapter 212

Weiyang palace.

It's not the middle of the night.

This is the most honorable place for women in the harem, and it is also their last resort.

So... Everyone can't move forward here.

Imperial concubine Zhen doesn't remember the year when she entered the palace, but she remembers her original intention and will never die for the royal family to have children,

Then, after three hundred years of solitude, the world of mortals tried to refine their hearts, and finally achieved the highest and unique learning, and won the title of imperial concubine.

But she knew it was just a joke.

For 300 years, he has been closed day by day and practiced hard.

However, the freedom that imperial concubine Zhen wants can never be obtained.

She doesn't care about the chaos in the Imperial Palace today. She just sticks to her responsibilities and is assigned to guard Weiyang palace.

There was the most charming romantic here, and there was the cruelest killing opportunity here.

What imperial concubine Zhen wants to do is not to let anyone pass here.

"This woman... Is so beautiful..."

Yu Dashao looked up and saw the face of imperial concubine Zhen. Although he didn't recognize her, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, as if he were drunk.

Such a beautiful woman, who is willing to fight with her?

Beauty... Itself is a woman's weapon.

Shen Zhenyi and zining Jun have the same complexion.

There are no women in the world who can move Shen Zhen's clothes with their looks.

"This pass, it should be the imperial concubine."

Shen Zhenyi whispered to zining Jun and smiled.

"The bodyguard of the first pass, the eunuch of the second pass and the imperial concubine of the third pass. It seems that the array in the inner city is ready to move."

Zining Jun nodded.

She was not very worldly. After living alone for 400 years, she developed a withdrawn temperament. She was indifferent to everything except Shen Zhenyi.

Yu Dashao was a little confused and asked, "what does this mean, third childe?"

He only hearsay about everything in the inner city, and he has no way to know what array.

"Just look at it."

Shen Zhenyi smiled faintly, arched his hand at imperial concubine Zhen and asked, "girl, we're going to pass through Weiyang palace. Please make way."

He always has such a peaceful attitude.

This is true of the four dragons in the Imperial City, and the beautiful imperial concubine.

In his eyes, there is no difference.

"As long as you can beat me, of course you can go."

Imperial concubine Zhen walked slowly along the steps, and the red gauze skirt spread out, like red blood.

"This murderous spirit..."

Yu Dashao trembled all over. He felt as if he had been stared at by a beast. He was sweating cold behind him and had countless goose bumps.

Such a beauty has such a murderous nature.

——How could the emperor allow such people to stay in the harem? It's just a waste of scenery!

As she walked along, the trees on both sides withered and withered because of the murderous spirit, as if darkness and fear were swallowing everything.

"What she practices is a sword."

Shen Zhenyi smiled.

"It's a Kendo full of darkness and magic. I didn't expect to see a real swordsman in this deep palace."

The sword has two edges. The swordsman who pursues it is often lonely and painful.

This woman is struggling forward in the anxiety of kendo.

Shen Zhenyi thought it was very interesting.

"Your sword technique has unlimited killing power, but it's too dark. There are seven movements in total. Please use them one by one."

Princess Jane stopped abruptly.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhenyi with a little surprise.

"Do you know what sword I use?"

She lowered her eyelids and asked, "do you know who I am?"

Imperial concubine Zhen doesn't believe that once someone sees her, they can guess what sword she uses. The only possibility is that these three people may know her, so they know what martial arts she practices.

Shen Zhenyi shook his head, "I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

There are so many heroes in the eight cultivation world. There are countless experts in the royal family. They are hidden in the deep palace. Shen Zhenyi can't and doesn't have to know them all.

"Then how do you know my sword technique is seven moves?"

Princess Jane was surprised.

"When you went down the steps just now, you took seven steps in total. Beyond seven steps, your momentum has been exhausted."

Shen Zhenyi was not impatient and patiently explained, "your sword has no more than seven changes. When your martial arts reaches such a level, it is absolutely unnecessary to gather the eighth move. Your sword technique must be seven moves."

Her eyes twinkled.

Of course Shen Zhenyi is right.

Since she realized these seven types of magic swords, she broke away from the pattern of Royal Women's martial arts, stepped into a realm never set foot before, and understood the mystery of swords.

——But seven is also her limit.

Imperial concubine Zhen knew very well that if she could deduce the eighth sword, she would be able to push her martial arts to an unreachable level and enter the realm that even the emperor dreamed of——

Really! Man! Territory! No! Ten! Heavy!

Unfortunately, she can't deduce it.

For at least two or three hundred years, she can't deduce until her life is exhausted.

Moreover, the big moon Dynasty will not allow her to deduce it.

Although no one said, but the imperial concubine Zhen has reached this level, how can she not understand the idea of the big moon dynasty.

——They will never allow the existence of martial artists who can surpass the eight cultivation and spiritual skills.

She took a deep breath.

"You know the sword?"

Imperial concubine Zhen finally opened her lazy eyes and carefully looked at the man in white rather than snow in front of her.

Shen Zhenyi smiled, "I know a little."

Kendo is endless. Even he can't say he has completely known it.

"Don't be modest."

Princess Jane thought he was just being polite.

"If you can take my seven swords, I can't help you. You can naturally pass through this Weiyang palace."

The seven swords are exhausted and the essence is exhausted, and she is unable to stop the other three.

"Good!"

Shen Zhenyi readily agreed.

People who learn swords don't have much nonsense.

If you can fight, you will fight. If you can't fight, you will go and die.

He did not despise each other because they were women.

Princess Zhen nodded. At this time, she had also come to Shen Zhenyi.

Stand with a smile.

The sword Qi soars into the sky!

Two swordsmen who were never born met in the mist of Weiyang palace.

"This situation... Is really strange... Is it so when swordsmen meet?"

Yu dashaoming knows that this is just a life and death struggle, but he always feels that they cherish each other.

"You mean he likes that woman?"

Zining Jun suddenly turned his head and gently asked Yu Dashao.

This was the first thing she said to Yu Dashao.

"This..."

Yu Dashao suddenly felt embarrassed and covered his mouth. How can I forget that there is a woman here who has been guarding third childe Shen for 400 years. Won't she be angry?

"It's just that swordsmen cherish each other, not men and women, purple girl... Please don't worry, elder."

Yu Dashao starts talking.

Zining Jun didn't care. She looked at Shen Zhenyi and said with a smile, "if he likes it, he can't let this woman die."

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