Chapter 17 Invitation
At this time, the knights of the Lu Zheng family suddenly remembered what was it that made these hundreds of soldiers scatter?
How could they defeat hundreds of soldiers who could not resist? For a while, the mouths of these guards, who had not had time to taste the taste of victory, were full of bitterness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Fortunately, the other party did not let them wait for long, and just as the guards turned their horses' heads and returned to their own Langjun's car, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy dressed in a servant suit appeared in front of them.
This person had a pair of big eyes, and when he saw the guards of the Lu Zheng family, a polite and reasonable smile appeared on his face, and he accurately walked to the knight who had been guarding Lu Zhan's car before, and nodded to him before saying: "My family Langjun, please rest assured, the ghost is just a rumor, if you are disturbed, I hope to forgive you." ā
In his words, his posture was very low, but his behavior did not show a trace of cowardice, he just stood straight away from the carriages and horses of the two Lu Zheng families, a person, but in front of a group of guards who had just been bloody, he did not show the slightest timidity, just talked eloquently, only this courage, it showed the heritage of a person and a family.
"Interesting, whose servant are you?" Zheng Mo's sonorous and crisp voice came out, and the guards beside him stepped forward and asked Chang Qing, "My family Langjun asked you which family's servant you are?"
"My family Langjun has a word, if the two Langjun have no other instructions, Qing can return. Farewell!"
Chang Qing, that is, this servant who is neither humble nor arrogant, turned around and left, ignoring the astonishment of the guards behind him - when did a servant become so arrogant?!
After the guard was stunned, he instinctively lifted the scabbard and struck at Chang Qing's leg, trying to capture this bold servant and hand it over to his own Lang Jun, but he didn't expect that Chang Qing seemed to have eyes on his back, and took a big step to the left, just avoiding the scabbard swept by the guard.
"As my family Langjun expected. Chang Qing turned around and walked a few steps away, still without joy or anger on his face, but the next words made everyone present in an uproar: "My family Langjun has a saying, if Qing is attacked, it must be done by Zheng's subordinates, if so, he will give Zheng's San Lang a proverb." ā
"Speak!"
Chang Qing heard Zheng Mo's affirmative answer, first straightened his clothes, hid his hands in his sleeves, and hung them slightly at his sides, and then raised his chin slightly, until he said this to Wang Mei, the proud demeanor learned seven or eight points, and then said: "If the sword is not sheathed, it is too sharp, and if people are poor and brave, they are reckless. ā
"Puff ......" Lu Zhan finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. This Lang Jun actually compared Zheng Mo to his grandson and criticized him for not knowing how to be polite. But this analogy is appropriate, isn't Zheng Mo weird......
Zheng Mo lifted the curtain at the same time, and his originally fair face was red at this time, I don't know whether he was angry or ashamed.
"Someone's coming, ......!" Zheng Mo opened his mouth and shouted, but was stopped by Lu Zhan.
Chang Qing saw a blue figure slowly emerge from a carriage. is different from Zheng Mo, his face is delicate and bright. Lu Zhan's face is more angular, his eyebrows are deep, his eyes seem to be filled with all the prosperity in this world, which naturally brings out a trace of luxury, but his expression is lazy and careless about everything.
If you have to use an adjective to describe these two Lang Jun, Chang Qing has to admire the eyesight of Jiankang's sisters-in-law - Zheng Lang is arrogant, and Lu Lang is graceful.
"Ah Mo, you have been scolded for not being rude, why are you still unrepentant?" Lu Zhan got out of the carriage, dressed in azure woven gold satin, making him more and more handsome. It's just that there are such people in this world, even if the teasing words come out of his mouth, it makes people unable to get angry.
Zheng Mo felt this way at this time, obviously feeling that he was being laughed at by Lu Zhan, obviously he teased that he was scolded by an unknown person, but he just couldn't do anything to draw a sword against him. I had to blush, and looked at Chang Qing fiercely.
Chang Qing didn't know when he had lowered his eyelids again, and he waved at Lu Zhan again, and then kept silent.
Seeing him like this, Lu Zhan became more and more curious in his heart, and said with a smile:
"Huh? Your servant is also interesting, how can you see me and not say a word? Could it be that I am even more rude than the Zheng family's Amo, so that you don't even bother to speak?"
Lu Lang said seriously, but Qing didn't dare. ā
Zheng Mo heard his "don't dare", the corners of his mouth twitched and he was about to say something, but he didn't open his mouth, but he was rescued by Chang Qing and continued: "It's really my family Lang Jun who has words first, if Lu Lang gets off the carriage, Qing can shut up, just listen to Lu Lang's orders." ā
"Your husband is a wonderful person, it seems that he has seen the temper of my good old man. When Lu Zhan heard this, he was even more happy, he stepped forward to grab Zheng Mo, who had already gotten out of the car, and walked towards the place where Changqing came from, "Ah Mo, you don't want to see this person who is more arrogant than you, which one is it?!"
With this sentence, Zheng Mo, who wanted to resist, was persuaded to persuade, and Chang Qing made a gesture of please, naturally leading the way ahead, and admired his own Langjun more and more in his heart.
Only his family Lang Jun can not be immersive, but everything is expected to be the first opportunity, presumably in a few years, his own Lang Jun's achievements will not be worse than the ancestors of the Wang family, and he follows Lang Jun, and the future is naturally bright.
"Lu Jiu, just let others calculate like this, can you still laugh?!" Zheng Mo's heart was angry, and his tone was naturally not good.
"Zheng San, don't say that you are not interested in this person, whether it is his previous plan to defeat the enemy, or the radical method that made the two of us come to visit willingly later, this person will not be a boring person. ā
"It's just a guy pretending to be a ghost!" Zheng Mo snorted disdainfully, but his feet did not stop, and he still followed Chang Qing towards the depths of the woods where Wang Mei was.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the previous fog had gradually dispersed. In the depths of the woods, the guards plucked the rattans tied behind them and stacked them in the distance, and the servants heated the minced meat left over from the evening meal, so that the guards could have an extra meal after the war, which was Wang Mei's new order issued today. From now on, if there is a fight in the evening, it will be necessary to give the combatants an extra meal.
Wang Mei sat alone in front of the bonfire, as if she was closing her eyes and pondering, but in fact she had an unbearable headache. The battle in the evening seemed simple, but the requirements for her divine sense control were really high.
At first, she had to detect the location of the carriages and horses of the Lu and Zheng families through her divine sense, and she had to survey the nearby terrain, and at the same time, she had to arrange for everyone to ambush everything.
After that, she needed to keep her spirits tight until the enemy entered the ambush circle. After that, she needs to control the entire spiritual world of a soldier while playing the harp. Then, Ren Wei was introduced into the trap, and the truth and falsehood made him take off his guard and enter the scenario hypothetical set by Wang Mei. In the end, he broke his inner defense in one fell swoop.
This is easy to say, but there is no room for error in doing so. It's just that the flute sound that works with her is just right......
"Chizhu, do you know who played the Ke Ting flute before?"
"I don't know, that person is either stronger than your divine sense, or he has cultivated the exercises to block divine consciousness, and at worst, he has a treasure with anti-divine consciousness on his body. Otherwise, with the strength of your current divine consciousness, there is no need to worry about refining qi below the seventh layer, and even if you are successful in refining qi, you can also challenge the challenge. ā
"Qi refining?"
"Oh, that's what the Immortal Cultivation Realm calls for the realm now. The worst is the Qi refining period. However, you don't have the exercises now, and you can't cultivate them if you know them. ā
"Cultivation ......" Wang Mei opened his eyes, leaned back against the trunk of the tree, and looked up at the sky. When the fog cleared, the sky cleared.
"Chizhu, who are you?" asked abruptly, Wang Mei asked.
As if he was stunned by Wang Mei's sudden question, Chizhu didn't answer for a long time. Wang Mei didn't urge her, but just raised her head to admire the stars. There is only a shallow crescent moon tonight, and the stars in the sky are exceptionally bright, and the easiest to find is the Big Dipper.
"Shake the light, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu. Wang Mei's childlike heart burst out at this moment, and he stretched out his hand and painted the shape of the Big Dipper one by one.
"I'm you, you're me......"
Just as Wang Mei traced the shape of the Beidou dipper with her hand for the sixth time, the voice of Chizhu sounded leisurely in her sea of knowledge.
"Could it be that there really is a past life and this life in this world?" Hearing Chizhu mention it for the second time, she is herself, and she is her argument, Wang Mei obviously did not have the first surprise, but asked like an aria.
"Naturally, there is. Unexpectedly, Chizhu answered her question instead, and then she threw out a sentence that surprised Wang Mei: "Your clan is the one I passed down." ā