Chapter 392 Imperial Study
The sun was high in the sky, shining on the palaces.
The twelve-man team led by Qu Heng moved forward quietly along the shadow of the vermilion palace wall like moving sand.
They wore the unique dark blue soft armor of the Qilin Guard, and the Qilin patterns embroidered on their shoulders cast a cold luster in the sunlight.
"Change guard in the northwest corner tower in three breaths." Qu Heng gave the order by voice transmission, and the eleven people behind him simultaneously pressed against the Panlong Screen Wall.
Sure enough, a group of guards turned around and left from the white marble railing, the red tassels on the top of their gilded helmets swaying gently in the night breeze.
The powerful warrior in the Divine Martial Realm who was in charge of perception sealed the large blood vessels around his body and gathered his spiritual consciousness into a thin gauze that could only cover the range of the team.
This is an extremely dangerous decision, as it means that long-distance threats cannot be predicted in advance, but it is also the only possible way to avoid the perception of those in the palace.
After the guards left, Qu Heng made a judgment based on the map drawn by Yu Jingheng: "Go through Yongxiang and bypass the Shangqin Bureau."
That was the old Shangyi who had served in the palace for thirty years. She used a red pen to mark the secret paths on the silk that most people were unknown to.
"The diamond-shaped window lattice here has three broken bars, enough for one person to pass sideways."
When the team passed through the deserted Qixiang Garden silently, the youngest dark and thin boy suddenly stopped.
Qu Heng immediately made a gesture, and everyone instantly disappeared into the withered rose bushes.
The young man carefully picked up half a loose blue brick from the mud. There was a very thin silver wire underneath. If he took another half step forward, the mechanism would be triggered.
"It's a chain of bird-scare bells."
Qu Heng nodded, and the young man carefully fixed the silver thread as it was.
Cold sweat broke out on his back. Once this mechanism was triggered, the copper bells within a radius of a hundred feet would chirp like startled birds.
If it weren't for Shang Yi's extremely detailed map records, the group would have been discovered long ago.
The closer you get to the core area, the thicker the air becomes, making you feel suffocated.
When the team experienced many dangers and finally arrived at the final safe point marked on the map, Qu Heng couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The Yuehua Gate, three hundred steps ahead, is the forbidden area of the inner court under the direct jurisdiction of the Qingluan Guard.
"From here to the Imperial Study, you need to pass through three palaces and two corridors." Qu Heng used his fingertips to draw the route on his palm.
"Go through Yuehua Gate, pass Jiashou Hall, go through the Nine-Turn Corridor to Chengrui Pavilion, and finally break through to the square in front of the porch."
Everyone nodded silently, holding their daggers in reverse, and the muscles under the soft armor were tensed like bows.
They knew that Yu Jingheng's map ended here. The old Shangyi wrote in tiny calligraphy in the corner of the silk:
"The Qingluan Guard's defenses are changing day by day, and I dare not speculate."
As expected, as soon as they entered Yuehua Gate, the powerful divine warrior suddenly opened his eyes and reported urgently via telepathy:
"There's something strange about the rockery cluster in the northeast!"
Almost at the same time, everyone saw a cold light flashing in the crevice of a seemingly naturally formed stone in the shadow of the rockery built of Taihu stones.
"Exposed!"
Before the warning sounded, the cold light shot up into the sky, exploding like fireworks in the night sky.
The sharp whistle tore through the silence, like a ghost crying in the night.
"Charge!" Qu Heng gave the order, and the twelve people turned into arrows shot from a bow.
The two strong men immediately broke away from the team and rushed towards the rockery, fighting with the secret sentry who jumped out with their swords flashing.
Just as he rushed past the Panlong Danbi in front of Jiashou Hall, he heard the sound of armor clashing from both sides.
Two Qingluan Guard patrol teams rushed out from the east and west side halls, each team consisting of twelve people, and their heavy black iron armor made dull clashing sounds as they ran.
"Form a formation!" Qu Heng roared, and immediately four more people turned around to meet the enemy.
One of the twin brothers tacitly threw out the dragon rope, and the iron ropes intertwined into a net, temporarily blocking the right attack;
The other two charged directly into the left team's formation, their short blades precisely stabbing the soft leather where the armor was connected.
The remaining eight people rushed towards the Nine-Curve Corridor without stopping.
The winding corridor has now become a death tunnel. The Qingluan Guards are obviously already familiar with the pincer attack tactics at every turning point.
People kept rushing out from the carved lattice windows and descending from ropes on the painted caisson.
"I'll cover the rear!"
When another team member was dragged into the darkness by the sickle spear, the woman wielding dual swords suddenly turned around and slashed back.
The sword flashed like a streak of silk, cutting off the three soul-chasing ropes, but he himself was shot in the shoulder blade by a hidden crossbow.
She took a last look at her companion's receding back, threw the double knife with her backhand, and pierced the pursuer's throat. She jumped into the suddenly opened flip trap, and immediately came the terrifying sound of the mechanism turning from below.
When they rushed through the last hanging flower gate, there were only five people left by Qu Heng's side, and each of them was gasping for breath.
Suddenly, the view before my eyes opened to a very spacious courtyard.
A bronze sundial stands in the center of the square paved with white marble, and directly north is the imperial study with a double-eaved hip roof.
"Chengrui Garden." Qu Heng spat out the place marked on the map.
At this time, the shouting and killing sounds from the outside were getting closer and closer, and the Qingluan Guards were forming a siege.
And on the nine-step steps in front of the imperial study, there is a tall and majestic figure.
This person was wearing black armor without an inscription, was over nine feet tall, and his exposed skin had a blue-black rock color.
Just standing there quietly, it was like a mountain protecting the entire imperial study behind him.
Qu Heng gasped violently and suddenly reached out to tear off the disguise on his face.
Under the human skin mask was a thin face. He suddenly tore off the disguise of his left little finger, revealing a scar at the broken end that looked as hideous as a centipede.
He took three steps forward and stood at the front. When he clasped his fists in salute, the severed finger was particularly glaring.
"I, General Qu Heng, a clerk under the command of the late General Zhao Polu, request an audience with Your Majesty!"
The sound echoed in the square, and the guards on the Danbi finally opened their eyes.
He is Pan Yue, the captain of Xuanji Guard, known as the best defender in the third rank realm.
He took a step down, and suddenly a phantom of a mountain appeared above the entire Chengrui Garden. This was the "momentum" from his divine martial realm.
Qu Heng and the last five team members felt tremendous pressure at the same time, as if they were carrying a mountain on their shoulders.
With a muffled "buzz" sound, a stream suddenly emerged from under the mountain, lying between him and his team members.
Just at this moment, the pressure on the five people suddenly decreased. It was obvious that the powerful Divine Martial Realm warriors in the team took action.
The battle was about to break out, but at this moment, the golden dragon-shaped door of the imperial study suddenly opened.
Qin Minghuang appeared at the door of the imperial study.
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