Chapter 308 [Fighting with the Shadow]

Author: Bijian Xingke

Chapter 308 [Fighting with the Shadow]

Black horse, black carriage, black armor.

The carriage stopped slowly.

At this moment, it was the wind that had always been arrogant and habitual, which seemed to have stopped the hustle and bustle of the past.

There was silence at the entrance of the Censorate Institute.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped abruptly, uniform.

Well-trained, legendary.

With such military discipline, how can we not be strong?

Hundreds of black riders, with uniform movements, just like there is only one person.

It's so scary!

Fan Zui didn't want to have a fight with such a powerful force one day.

Jug walked at the end, and he came to the flying knife, took it down, and looked around.

However, he was "unintained".

The Black Cavalry is loyal to Chen Pingping or to Emperor Qing. The two have completely different meanings to him.

"Then you can't stop me!"

This is an old man who has witnessed the vicissitudes of the world and carries the accumulation of time.

The smell of blood failed to dissipate for three days and three nights.

The old man in the wheelchair was carrying the marks of the years, but he sat in the wheelchair with his broken legs.

As he said that, he coughed twice again and said:

"Fe Jie Gaotu is here, so he can use any imperial physician. Let him take a look later."

His move today must have profound meaning.

Chen Pingping didn't even look at the flying knife, but just said calmly:

This is his real purpose?

Such thoughts flashed, and Fan Zui frowned slightly.

"There are assassins to protect the prince!"

The doubts in my heart are hard to resolve.

At this moment, a flying knife broke through the air and inserted it on the door frame of the Jianjianyuan.

It seems that maybe it is as I just thought!

The prince has always been steady and could never be so reckless.

The prince yelled wildly again.

Listening to the wind and the rain, he felt the flow of time with his broken body, as quiet as a lake.

This made the prince's face change again.

Wrinkles are like carvings, passing by wind and frost. Those eyes are tenacious and persevering, revealing the wisdom and depth of time.

Even a loved one can be killed, let alone others.

Who is in the hands of the final control?

The disease is abusing, and the shadow of aging is coming, but he still insists on it and faces it calmly, like the lord of a mountain.

Soon, a wheelchair got off the carriage.

Over the years, he has never surrendered, never chosen to give up, relying on his inner persistence, insisting on restoring and training every day, and not afraid of the invasion of time.

Fan Zui frowned slightly when he heard the sound.

Even if you can win in the end, you will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

As for Chen Pingping, he would definitely choose to stand on his side.

A cough came from the black carriage.

A faint sound suddenly came from the black carriage.

"I heard that your black cavalry has countless attacks, and they are invincible in the world, and they kill people like numb. Then do you dare to kill the crown prince!"

None of the prince dared to resist.

He was very sure that the prince was not in a coma under the force just now.

So bold!

What's wrong with the prince today.

Everyone was shocked again by this fifth-ranked master and his unfathomable martial arts.

"I'll call the imperial physician now!"

The prince glanced at Fan Zui, then threw down half of the long sword in his hand and walked towards Chen Pingping.

Unexpectedly, a row of black riders blocked the way and it was difficult to get close to it.

Because, resisting is about death.

"No need!"

On the seat, Chen Pingping was as quiet as cold smoke. Although she looked down at her, she still showed majesty and calmness.

Kill one thousand enemies, and lose one hundred and eight.

Zhu Ge said it well, Chen Pingping is indeed old.

The dusk is shrouded in the darkness, and the remains of the twilight years are revealed.

He threw it into the carriage when he came.

In fact, Chen Pingping and Emperor Qing are about the same age, but compared with the two, Chen Pingping seems much older.

For a moment, he felt doubtful whether the Black Cavalry obeyed Chen Pingping or Emperor Qing.

In addition, the hidden injuries on his body have already hurt the root cause, which has caused many diseases.

"Ahem cough cough..."

After Juge said that, he turned around and left.

At this moment, watching the prince's face, Fan Zui suddenly looked moved.

"Dean!"

“Disarmed…”

Then, someone sent the prince who was already in a "coma" back to the East Palace.

Chen Pingping dares to resist in person?

Just kidding, would you try resisting?

When did President Chen's fifty-meter big knife become sharp?

More than ten years ago, ten thousand black cavalry swept across Kyoto, with their heads rolling and blood flowing into a river.

"Dean!"

Doctors pay attention to looking, listening, asking and touching.

That silent back carries the hardships of time and the tenacity of life.

Therefore, the best way is to take this powerful black aura into your own hands.

It's that simple.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui frowned again.

But at this moment, it was just a word for the people in the carriage.

After all, Emperor Qing is a great master, and it is naturally no problem to prolong his life.

Old age and twilight years are the only words that Fan Zui can think of at this moment.

Suddenly, a sword energy broke through the air, and the long sword in his hand suddenly broke into two sections.

Then, he turned around and entered the Inspectorate.

Just now, Yan Ruohai and Zhu Ge did not dare to do this.

"I've been infected with some cold."

Chen Pingping turned a blind eye to the prince and moved the wheelchair and entered the inspection office from the roadside.
To be continued...