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Eight hundred and fifty-five chapters Zhou Biography (3)

This time the meeting with Zhou Lie became a hurdle that Sima Ying couldn't overcome. After that, Zhou Lie disappeared. Although there were still many legends related to Zhou Lie in Chang'an, the guards in the Forbidden Palace would still see the figure walking through the palace on the fifteenth day of every month. But everything was catching the wind and shadows, and no one knew where Zhou Lie was hiding.

Sima Yingyin had a premonition that Zhou Lie would definitely appear in front of him again. The next time he met, he would definitely let Zhou Lie be defeated by his sword. He would let Zhou Lie know how ridiculous he was in his contempt for him at the beginning.

This meeting on the city wall also rekindled Sima Ying's fighting spirit. He was in seclusion in the royal palace for two years and finally realized the essence of swordsmanship that was light and his sword art reached its level of transformation.

In Wang Mang's eyes, Sima Ying had become the true number one sword in the world. Wang Mang, like Sima Ying, was also waiting for an opportunity.

The Zhou family is unparalleled in the world.

For several years, this sentence has been echoing in Wang Mang's ears. Wang Mang was jealous of Zhou Lie and was just a martial artist. Why do others say that he is unparalleled in the world? In the past ten years, Wang Mang has been wearing the mask of good people, respecting the wise and in charge of the sufferings of the world every day. His acting skills are superb, and almost no one can see the flaws. But to this day, he is just a "100-year-old wise minister" in the words of others.

Wang Mang was unwilling to give up. What he wanted was not a hundred years of wise ministers, but what he wanted was unparalleled in the world.

In the second year of Yuanshou, in June, the emperor passed away. Wang Mang and Sima Ying realized at the same time that the opportunity had finally come.

That morning, Sima Ying got up early. He stood in front of the gate of the royal palace and was in a daze towards the huge wooden beam in front of the door.

When Wang Mang stepped out of the threshold, he saw Sima Ying. Sima Ying also saw Wang Mang from Yu Guangli, but he still looked like he was wandering around.

Wang Mang was going to go to Weiyang Palace early today. Today, he had a big thing to do, but when he saw Sima Ying, he felt something had been touched in his heart, so he stopped under the trend of inexplicable force and stood by and looked at Sima Ying quietly.

He wanted to see what Sima Ying was going to do.

Sima Ying took a deep breath and held his hand on the hilt of the sword.

In the next moment, Wang Mang saw the most unforgettable scene in his life. He just felt Sima Ying's body shaking slightly, and then he saw that Sima Ying's long sword had been half a foot away from the sheath.

Wang Mang didn't know whether Sima Ying was planning to pull out the long sword or was about to insert the sword back into the scabbard.

With a crisp crack, the one-meter-wide wooden beam was broken. Not only the wooden beam, but also a large piece of the stone wall next to the door was cut off.

Just now, Sima Ying set out his sword, but Wang Mang couldn't see his movements clearly.

Moreover, Wang Mang noticed that the sword in Sima Ying's hand was not cut. He cut off the wooden beams and stone walls with such a blunt sword, and there was no trace of damage left on the sword.

The world's number one sword is indeed true.

Sima Ying's sword has completely exceeded Wang Mang's understanding of swordsmanship.

At this time, Sima Ying turned around, bowed respectfully to Wang Mang, and bowed.

Wang Mang looked at Sima Ying and smiled with satisfaction.

This time, Zhou Lie will die!

On that day, Wang Mang held the Empress Dowager Wang Zhengjun hostage and issued an edict in the name of Empress Dowager: "The former Empress Dowager and Zhaoyi both served in the tent, and the sisters and sisters were favored and imprisoned the robbers and chasing the plan of thieves and chaos, destroyed the inheritors to jeopardize the ancestral temple, violated the heavens and violated the ancestors, and did not serve as the mother of the world. The Empress Dowager was demoted to Empress Xiaocheng and moved to the Beigong."

Zhao Feiyan was driven out of the position of Empress Dowager and she became the queen again, but she did not feel anxious about it, and remained calm and calm as always.

Seeing Zhao Feiyan's appearance, Wang Mang felt that his heart was being held.

Why is she still so calm? She should be panicked and afraid? Why is this?

A month later, Wang Mang issued an edict in the name of Wang Zhengjun, demoted Zhao Feiyan and Empress Fu to common people and asked them to guard the imperial tomb.

After learning the news, Zhao Feiyan left the palace without any hesitation. From her face, Wang Mang saw the calmness of relievingness.

Wang Mang was so angry that his teeth trembled. In front of this woman, he felt like he was in poverty for the first time.

So far, Zhou Lie has not appeared.

In fact, Zhou Lie left Chang'an a month ago, and he had been waiting for the disaster to come. Zhuang Junping sent someone to send him a letter a month ago, which said that if he wanted to save Zhao Feiyan, Zhou Lie must leave Chang'an immediately and wait until the next full moon appears before going to Shaolingyuan.

On the night when Zhou Lie opened the letter, a full moon hung in the sky.

When Zhao Feiyan was in front of the imperial tomb, Zhou Lie had already returned to Shaolingyuan. It rained for half a month. The rain finally stopped last night, but tonight, there was heavy fog again in Shaolingyuan. Zhou Lie knew that Zhao Feiyan's catastrophe was coming.

After Wang Mang left Weiyang Palace, he hurriedly mobilized 20,000 imperial guards. He used 15,000 people to surround Shaolingyuan, and the remaining 5,000 people were all left in the imperial tomb.

These five thousand people are the elite among the elites, and Wang Mang also brought Sima Ying with him.

At this time, Wang Mang was staring at the entrance of the imperial tomb. He kept rubbing his hands, feeling a little annoyed.

When he came to the imperial tomb, the general of the Imperial Army told him that even if he could take Zhou Lie alone, he would suffer heavy casualties. In order to ensure that everything was foolproof, Wang Mang brought ten large siege crossbows when he came.

Five thousand elite soldiers, plus the first sword in the sky and ten large siege crossbows, had to use such a huge force to Zhou Lie!

Is it necessary to use such a big move for Zhou Lie? Wang Mang didn't know if it was necessary to do so, he only knew that Zhou Lie must die.

Two imperial guards brought Zhao Feiyan and Empress Fu to Wang Mang.

These two women who once had a mother's favor in the world had two completely different manifestations in front of Wang Mang.

Queen Fu felt that bad luck was coming, and she looked at Wang Mang with panic in her eyes.

Wang Mang was very satisfied with Empress Fu's performance.

But when Wang Mang moved his gaze to Zhao Feiyan, he couldn't help but frown.

Zhao Feiyan had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes kept looking at the entrance of the imperial tomb. She seemed to have not taken Wang Mang seriously at all.

Wang Mang felt no slight fear and tension on Zhao Feiyan, which made him angry. He raised his hand, pointed at Queen Fu, and gritted his teeth and said a word: "Kill!"

The guards came to Queen Fu and pierced Queen Fu's heart with a sword. Queen Fu died without even having time to hum.

Wang Mang looked at the guard holding the sword and showed a hint of displeasure in his eyes. In his opinion, Queen Fu died too easily.

Then, Wang Mang moved his gaze to Zhao Feiyan's face, and Zhao Feiyan also looked at him.

Wang Mang stepped on Queen Fu's face and looked at Zhao Feiyan arrogantly.

Zhao Feiyan smiled helplessly, turned her gaze to the entrance of the imperial tomb, and then said lightly: "No wonder Zhou Lang looks down on you, a villain."

Wang Mang finally couldn't help but roared at the surrounding imperial guards: "Shave her face!"

Zhao Feiyan still stared at the distance silently, motionless, allowing the sword-holding guards to hurriedly approach her.

She knew that Zhou Lang would definitely show up, and as long as he was there, nothing happened to her.

A small man came to Zhao Feiyan, pointed at Zhao Fei's face, and raised his long sword.

To be honest, Wang Mang felt a little regretful the moment the little pawn pulled out his long sword.

Applying Xiji Pills for many years has allowed Zhao Feiyan to still maintain her girlish face. Now, this beautiful face is about to disappear. Wang Mang has been staring at Zhao Feiyan's face. It is really a beautiful face that can overturn the world.

Although Wang Mang felt sorry, he would not be soft-hearted. What he wanted was not a beauty like Zhao Feiyan, but the world.

Just as the sword eye was about to fall on Zhao Feiyan's face, a dull sound came from Zhao Feiyan's side. More than a dozen guards around her fell to the ground at the same time, and a blood hole the size of a copper coin appeared on each of them on their foreheads.

Zhou Lie still came. At this time, he was standing at the entrance of the imperial tomb. He was holding a handful of gravel in his hand and gave Zhao Feiyan a hearty smile.

Zhao Feiyan smiled at Zhou Lie. In fact, at such a distance, she couldn't see the expression on Zhou Lie's face clearly, but she could feel that Zhou Lie was smiling at her.

When Wang Mang saw Zhou Lie, he was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted at the nearby guards: "Shave her face!"

Several more soldiers approached Zhao Feiyan, but before they could walk to Zhao Feiyan, Zhou Lie threw out the gravel in his hand.

A handful of gravel was sprinkled into the air at the same time, but as if they had consciousness, they avoided the five thousand imperial guards surrounding Zhou Lie and flew directly to Zhao Feiyan.

All those who dared to approach Zhao Feiyan lost hope of survival when they took the first step.

Sima Ying looked at the several guards lying in a pool of blood, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. He didn't know whether he was nervous or excited.

After practicing sword for more than 30 years, he thought he was invincible in the world. Now, an opponent like Zhou Lie finally appeared. He needed such an opponent to verify his sword skills.

At this moment, Sima Ying had already abandoned Wang Mang's promise to him. No matter how many hectares of fertile land or high-ranking officials and generous salaries were, he just wanted to fight Zhou Lie.

Twenty people died before the war started. Wang Mang felt a little panicked, but he still maintained the most basic rationality and immediately waved his long sleeves to shout into the crowd: "Those who kill Zhou Lie will reward ten thousand golds and seal a thousand households!"

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. As soon as Wang Mang finished speaking, the five thousand elite soldiers gathered in the imperial tomb rushed towards Zhou Lie as if they were injected with chicken blood.

In their eyes, although Zhou Lie is powerful, there is only one person after all. It should be easy for five thousand people to capture Zhou Lie. Now they are not thinking about how to capture Zhou Lie, but how to divide Zhou Lie's body so that they can get rewards from Wang Mang.
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