Shame on you!

Shaking off his numb hand, Chongkui returned to Chongfu in a huff.

******

In a secluded courtyard in Anping City, after the heavy snowfall, the roof is covered with white snow, it is the coldest time of the year, but a few bare trees in the courtyard bloom very strange red flowers.

The flowers were as big as the mouth of a bowl, bright and scorching, and on the dry branches, the pale snow was reflected, and it looked so strange.

There is a stone table in the courtyard, the snow next to it has been cleared, the stone table is covered with snow-white cloth, and a brush is resting aside.

On the white cloth, there is a flowing and chic word.

Sir, that Xiao Shulou is gone.

The middle-aged man who had just stopped Xiao Shulou in the restaurant hurriedly walked in, and when he saw the word on the white cloth, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head secretly.

Sir, why are you so persistent? The world is so big, with your talent and strength, all countries respect you as a guest, a little girl, how can you be condescending?

On the white cloth, there is the word 'Aoi'.

One stroke at a time, floating out of the dust, it seems to be chic and uninhibited, but in fact, every stroke is written so seriously.

What kind of thoughts are hidden in the heart of the person who writes the pen, only he knows, and others have no way of knowing.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the doors and windows of the house were closed, and a wind chime made of bamboo hung under the window, and with the north wind blowing, the bamboo wind chime made a crisp and low pleasant sound.

A chuckle rang out from the window, followed by a lazy tone.

Wei Wei, how did you stop Xiao Shulou?

It seems that he didn't hear what Wei Qian said about Chongkui.

Wei Qian was helpless in his heart, but he had to get down to business: his subordinates naturally didn't have that ability, he was a black kid who blocked Xiao Shulou's sword, and then he stopped.

Oh, there seemed to be a little interest in the lazy tone, but it was still nonchalant.

The gorgeous voice, like a long-aged elixir, is endlessly evocative.

Her subordinates couldn't see her clearly, she moved quickly, she came and went without a trace, she could block Xiao Shulou's sword, and she was afraid that her strength was not weak. Wei said exhaustively.

Such a capable person, if he can take it for his own use, it is not bad.

Wei Qian understood what his master meant, and immediately said: My subordinates understand, and they will always pay attention to that person's movements.

Wu Li didn't speak again, Wei Yi knew that this was the end of his words, he should leave, but after thinking about it, he still asked unwillingly:

Sir, that girl from the Chongjia family is so rude to you, my subordinates think, don't go back, let's leave Zhao Kingdom.

No. Wu Li replied briefly.

But...... Wei Yi is a little depressed, she kicked you out, and you may not be able to go back.

Hehe...... The people in the room laughed softly, like the sound of a jade falling, and when the siege of Handan was lifted, she would naturally invite me back.

Why? Wei was puzzled, he had lived most of his life, but he still couldn't see through this Wu Li

Childe's thoughts.

However, Wu Li didn't give him an answer, just chuckled.

Wei Qian thought about it for a while, and asked cautiously: Sir, once the siege of Handan is lifted, will the Qin State ...... Lost?

It is good for us for Qin to lose at this time. Wu Li said lazily.

Wei Qian couldn't guess his thoughts, he only felt that the north wind was howling outside, and it was very cold, and he asked: Qin Guo, does it really have the potential to enter the world?

Wu Li Gongzi didn't show up, but he showed up? When we meet for the first time, can I ask for a ticket?

In other words, there are smart children who can see that this article is a history of China's Warring States Period, with Qin Chuyan, Wei, Zhao, Han and Qi fighting for hegemony as the background, each character in Jiufeng corresponds to a real person in history, a child with good history, can you recognize a few?

Lao Lu has written the president, fantasy, cultivation of immortals, this time to try a relatively fresh alternate history, I hope you can like it~

pppppps: This article is not a woman, not an NP, one-on-one, very dedicated, very affectionate.

The puzzle of Jiufeng, which will be revealed for you later~~