Han Zhongbang didn't expect that Li Muqi's shot would be so fast: his sword was like a poisonous snake, and he didn't know where he was going to attack. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He didn't give himself a chance to breathe at all, to retreat.

Han Zhongbang didn't plan to retreat, he still had to finish this set of swordsmanship, and he still had three moves. Those three moves are the real killer moves, and no one can imagine it.

Han Zhongbang could guess that Li Muqi would never miss this opportunity, and he also knew that Li Muqi would definitely be fooled, and no one wanted such an opportunity. Han Zhongbang's years of experience told him: Li Muqi will definitely be defeated by him.

Li Muqi really didn't expect Han Zhongbang to turn around with such a powerful move: Han Zhongbang attacked three swords, each sword had at least five changes, and each change was almost on several big holes on the human body, and was caught by the tip of his sharp sword, either dead or injured. Moreover. His three moves were too violent, and he had to protect the big holes on his body. If you collect the sword to protect those places, it is almost impossible: if you attack it, and then you want to take it back, you must at least wait until the sword becomes weaker, otherwise you will definitely hurt yourself.

In this way, Li Muqi also has only one choice: attack, he can only attack.

Qiu Chuming was really very frightened when he saw Han Zhongbang use this sword technique, he knew that the most powerful sword technique was the last three moves, how much he hoped that Li Muqi would not attack and still defend. But Li Muqi did not defend, but chose to attack. Seeing Li Muqi make a move, his heart almost reached his throat.

And Li Antong is still like that, as if he doesn't care about Li Muqi's safety. How could he not care, but he was full of confidence in Li Muqi, he knew Li Muqi's swordsmanship, and he also knew what kind of swordsmanship it was.

Han Zhongbang didn't stab any part of Li Muqi's body, he still didn't know that set of swordsmanship: out of ten, at least seven points were doing defense. Although Han Zhongbang's swordsmanship is fierce, he is most afraid of the opponent's defense. If it is an opponent's defense, almost every attack he attacks is a false move, although the sword technique is fierce, the strength is insufficient, as long as the two swords collide, they will change direction.

Although Li Muqi's sword moves are not as strong as Han Zhongbang's, his defense can be said to be very perfect, and there is almost no dead end to be found.

"Ding" sound. Han Zhongbang's sword fell from his hand and plunged straight into Han Zhongbang's feet. The tip of the sword was completely submerged in the earth, and the body of the sword shook freely.

The sound didn't stop, and a broken cuff fell next to the sword, shaking in the wind...

Han Zhongbang's face was not lost, nor was he unwilling at all. His eyes looked at his broken sleeve, at the piece of rag that had fallen in the wind and had fallen next to his sword...

Li Muqi also did not have the joy of victory, nor did he have the excitement of victory. He and Han Zhongbang looked almost identical: his face was calm, his breathing was calm, and his eyes were also looking at the rag.

"I lost," Han Zhongbang said very flatly.

"I didn't win either," Li Muqi said in an equally bland voice.

Han Zhongbang raised his head and looked at Li Muqi and said, "Since I lost, why didn't you win?"

"Since I didn't win, how could you lose?" Li Muqi also looked at Han Zhongbang and said.

Han Zhongbang smiled, and Li Muqi also smiled.

They really didn't lose, they didn't win. Only the sword wins, and only the cloth loses.

Qiu Chuming didn't expect this kind of result, seeing this kind of result, all his worries disappeared, and his respect for Li Muqi was even stronger. Li Muqi seemed to know this kind of result, and slowly returned to the stone table and sat down. Reaching out, he began to play with the lid again.

Time is always in people, unconsciously slipping away, like a thief, stealing something, but not knowing.

Li Muqi always felt that something was wrong in his heart, something he wanted to do, but he didn't do it. With this feeling, I was talking to Han Zhongbang about the thrill just now and the inexplicable mood at that time.

It was then that he suddenly realized something: the purpose of his visit.

"It seems that we forgot something," he smiled apologetically at Han Zhongbang, but said to Qiu Chuming, "An Tong, did you say?"

"Well, it seems to be," Qiu Chuming knew what Li Muqi was talking about, but he pretended to be thinking seriously on his face. How could he forget, he just didn't know how to mention it. I can't interrupt Han Zhongbang's interest, or Li Muqi. He was waiting, waiting for Li Muqi to mention it himself. Hearing Li Muqi say this, he suddenly patted his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes." How can you forget about this?"

Li Muqi actually knew in his heart that he would not forget, and he also knew that it was inconvenient for him to mention this matter, and he could also think that Qiu Chuming would behave like this. It's just that I don't understand how I can forget.

Qiu Chuming bowed and smiled apologetically, "Look at the villain's memory, atone for your sins." When the villain is old, it is always easy to forget a lot of things. If it weren't for the reminder of King Xianyi, I am afraid that the villain would have forgotten about this matter today. ”

"What's the matter," Han Zhongbang said with curiosity on his face, "Say it quickly, say it quickly." ”

"It's Madame's order," Qiu Chuming replied, "and it was almost delayed." ”

"Oh," Han Zhongbang listened to Mrs. Han's orders, and suddenly lost interest and said, "Then you can do it quickly." Don't keep him waiting. ”

"Then let's go," Li Muqi said, "Thank you, General Han, for accompanying you." ”

"It's good for him to do it alone," Han Zhongbang said, "why do you want to be with him?"

"He did it alone, but he was afraid that it would be a little abrupt. Li Muqi hurriedly shook his head and said.

"What's so abrupt?" Han Zhongbang gradually became curious again, "Tell me about it." ”

Qiu Chuming told Han Zhongbang what Mrs. Han had ordered. Han Zhongbang also slowly understood why Qiu Chuming brought Li Muqi here, he thought that Li Muqi was here to find him, but at this time he realized that he had misunderstood, and he also knew Qiu Chuming's intentions. Thinking that Li Muqi didn't know about this, if he knew, he would definitely complain about Qiu Chuming.

"That being the case," Han Zhongbang said, "how about I take you?"

Qiu Chuming knew what Han Zhongbang meant, and hurriedly said, "In this way, there will be a son of Lao." He bowed and hurried away.

What a strange old man. Li Muqi said in his heart, "Thank you for that." ”

"Why be so polite. Busy tidying up his clothes, he led Li Muqi and Li Antong to look at Han Shishao's place.

Turning over an evergreen tree, he saw that there was a small bridge not far away, and at this time, he was walking on that extremely deep path, Li Muqifang knew why Qiu Chuming left in a hurry. If he had understood the reason for this at that time, he would not have let him go: those three roads, one leading to Miss Han San, was the one he took at this moment, and Qiu Chuming didn't go, but went directly to Han Zhongbang. Li Muqi thought that he was passing by unintentionally, but he didn't want to arrange it deliberately.

How many accidents and accidents in the world are deliberately arranged by man, rather than providential?

The breeze blows through the thin willows on both sides, and the willow leaves are frivolous, revealing clusters of blooming flowers. The fragrance of flowers comes with the wind and goes away with the wind. A few flying butterflies are frolicking among the flowers, and people who will not pass by. And for passers-by, they are passers-by.

"These flowers and trees are almost all planted by the sister," Han Zhongbang said with a smile of pride and appreciation on his face, "The entire Han Mansion is basically from her handwriting." ”

Li Muqi walked slowly on this special trail, listening to Han Zhongbang's introduction. I have a little more expectation for the woman I am about to meet, a little bit of appreciation, and a little bit of longing...

The pace unconsciously sped up a lot, almost wanting to find another way, but I couldn't bear to step on those gorgeous flowers and plants, and the beautiful woman was wonderful. Han Zhongbang also had to speed up, and there was still a little strange in his heart, but he didn't guess Li Muqi's thoughts, but wondered when his pace slowed down?

The small building in the distance, but there are so many twists and turns. Li Muqi didn't know when he had such a thought in his heart, and he almost wanted to follow his own heart, step through the flower garden, and only pass through.

I don't know when a fine bead of sweat has disappeared on my forehead. Beads of sweat were connected together, flowing down the edges and corners of Li Muqi's jaw, and the beads of crystal sweat swayed on Li Muqi's pointed chin, but they refused to fall. The sunlight shines through the layers of leaves, flickering and darkening on the beads of sweat, which looks more agile.

The leaves were panicked, the shadows were shaking, the sun was also swaying among the leaves, and Han Zhongbang's voice sounded fluttering.

Among Han Zhongbang's ten sentences, Li Muqi could only hear three sentences, and they were also intermittent, and they couldn't be connected at all, so I don't know what it meant. Han Zhongbang didn't know Li Muqi's state of mind at this time, and he still said, and the more he talked, the happier he became. His face was full of happiness, and his eyes were full of happiness.

Li Muqi didn't know that what he missed was Miss Han San's childhood anecdote, Han Zhongbang was happily telling it at the moment, how could he know that the person who cared most about this matter had never understood.

I don't know what kind of mood Li Muqi will feel when he knows all this missing.

Li Muqi's heart became more and more chaotic and irritable. The beads of sweat on his face added a lot. He was the only one of the three - someone who looked like that.

Just when Li Muqi was in the worst mood and was about to impulsively step into the flowers and plants, wisps of piano sound flowed through the air. Follow the wind and go down your ears. Slowly dilute the irritability in your heart.

Han Zhongbang stopped talking, and walked slowly, listening to the music. No one wants to, doesn't dare to bother.

In the small forest at the fold, I saw a small pavilion, a woman in an emerald dress was stroking the qin, plucking her hands slightly, the sound of the piano suddenly rose, and slowly drifted with the wind.

Looking at that person, Li Muqi already knew who she was. Miss Han San - Han Shishao.

Fortunately, Li Muqi's eyes were quick, otherwise, Han Zhongbang would have shouted out at this time.

Han Zhongbang's face was slightly red at this time, and he was holding a powerful big hand on his mouth - his five fingers were together, almost flattening Han Zhongbang's nose. If it weren't for Han Zhongbang's quick reaction, he would have shaken = bitten his tongue.

Han Zhongbang's eyes were full of doubts, difficult, he turned his head obliquely, and asked Li Muqi with pitiful eyes, but Li Muqi just pointed at Han Shishao with his hand. made a silent gesture and did not remove the hand from Han Zhongbang's mouth.

Han Zhongbang signaled a few times, but Li Muqi just ignored it. Helplessly, Han Zhongbang could only slowly rotate his head so aggrieved, looking at Han Shishao, hoping that she would look at herself and solve the dilemma at this time. But he didn't want her to look over, he was afraid that Han Shishao would see his predicament at this time. In his heart, he prayed that Han Shishao could stop stroking the qin and let himself no longer be so painful.

Li Antong looked at Han Zhongbang's expression at this time and really wanted to laugh: there were a little tears in his eyes, a pitiful look, his eyebrows were crooked, his nose was arched, his face had turned red, and his neck was the same. The look of grievance on his face is the most funny. Li Antong didn't dare to laugh out loud, he was afraid that he would become another Han Zhongbang.