Chapter 67: The strong man is gone
"King Schelling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Yi He said.
The hands clenched between the sleeves are easily opened.
At the previous moment, the death and life of the two people were tied together, and she used her life to give him an extra chance of success, and the sharing of honor and disgrace made his heart fluctuate.
King Lin returned to the high platform, as if the previous conversation with Yi He had never existed, and the alliance continued.
Black cow and white horse, blood for the alliance.
Yi Jingyu swore an oath to abide by Lin Guo as the lord of the alliance, and only Lin Guo was the first to look forward.
And so the day passed.
As night fell, a bonfire lit in the snow, and the flames danced in the wind.
King Jing hugged his bunch of beauties, humming a song leisurely, his cheeks were drunk.
A group of palace maids walked in front of a few people separately with neat and charming steps, and bent down to put the wine and food in front of everyone.
Jing Changning looked at the dishes in front of him, beef, mutton, fish, vegetables, and pastries.
She had seen all of these in the kitchen last night.
So...... Among these dishes, there is a poison she has - donkey.
She lowered her head and ate.
"Isn't it fun to have wine but no song?" Jinghua said leisurely. "This time, everyone in Jiang Se is also here, in addition, the oriental family of my Jingguo came with the lonely, why don't you two dance for us?"
Everyone in the East is Dongfang Leyue, and because Nangong Luoyue covered her face with a white veil, she has been sitting behind Jing Changning, but no one has noticed her on this trip.
Yu Mian glanced at Jiang Se with a smile, and there was a gentle smile in the eyes of the two of them.
Then he looked at King Jing and said, "Se'er already has the flesh and blood of this son in her belly, so let's leave it at that." ”
Jiang Se looked at Yu Mian with a smile.
"That's a presumptuous." Jinghua replied with a smile, "I didn't expect Gongzi Mian to be a veteran in the Flower Moon Field, and this baby is extremely skilled." ”
Yu Mian straightened Li Jiangse's clothes, and his movements were extremely gentle and considerate: "In the Huayue Field, I don't dare to compete with King Jing. ”
Jinghua laughed, waved his hand, and said, "That's it, it's enough to have everyone in the East." ”
Jing Changning raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Hua with interest.
With the sound of Jinghua's words, a piano sound appeared between heaven and earth.
Jing Changning has never heard such a piano sound, there is no elegance of mountains and flowing waters, but there is an extreme prosperity, like the strongest colors broken and melted together, constantly boiling.
A flute suddenly appeared between the piano notes, the flute sound was crisp, intermittent, and suddenly high at every pause in the piano sound, like a broken jade plate, ringing loudly.
For some reason, in the sound of the bustling piano and flute, Jing Changning heard a kind of heroism on the battlefield.
With the sound of the piano flute, a woman walked out of the heavens and the earth.
If the falling moon is ethereal and lonely, then the happy moon is the flourishing peony.
She is like a bud that is extremely beautiful, and she sways the rich colors freely.
The waist is full of hands, and the chest is round and towering, which is really a stunner in the world.
Jinghua's gaze fell on her chest intently the moment Dongfang Leyue appeared, but his gaze did not have an obscene color, but he was extremely sincere and serious.
His pursuit of beauty has always been so serious.
The sound of the piano fell out of the rhythm of the drum, and Dongfang Leyue stepped on the dance steps, and the long skirt of the red and glamorous fairy skirt shook out the ripples behind her.
Stepping on the sound of the piano, the water sleeves hold the wind and waves between heaven and earth, shaking the snow on the ground.
She is like the most flashy peony, and like a red plum blooming in the snow.
Jinghua quietly looked at Dongfang Leyue.
He coveted her for a long time.
However, she is one of the four famous concubines, she has a lot of followers, it's not that he can't use power to force her to obey, it's just that he never likes to force girls to obey.
He likes to be consensual.
Thinking of this, he sighed, "Beauty, beauty, all of them are in my place, okay?" ”
Jing Changning looked at Dongfang Leyue's dancing posture in the field, her two little maids had grown up.
I was able to take charge of myself.
King Lin looked at Dongfang Leyue with fascinated eyes, and the ultimate glorious dance was indeed moving.
"Your Majesty." A soft concubine beside him held the dish and handed it to King Lin's mouth, and he naturally turned his head and ate it.
At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly broke, as if the ice in the far north that had not melted for thousands of years was broken by a raging fan and smashed into the North Sea.
Sonorous shattering.
I don't know when, Li Xia behind Jing Changning raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him sadly.
The sound of the piano broke suddenly, and Li Ze's hand flipped to the side of the piano body, and only one sharp draw was two long swords.
"Brother Chuan, take the sword!" He smiled heartily.
Li Chuan threw the flute in his hand into the air and replaced it with a long sword.
The two looked at each other, and both looked up to the sky and smiled.
Then he stared at King Lin fiercely: "Dog thief, accept your life, today, is the day when we avenge our dead brothers!" ”
The two of them stepped heavily on the snow, and then pounced towards King Lin!
The dance music was interrupted suddenly, Dongfang Leyue's figure paused for a moment, and her face immediately showed a frightened color, only to see her raise her eyes and look in the middle of the field, and immediately ran in the direction of Jinghua.
As soon as the figure let go, there was only King Lin in front of Li Ze and Li Chuan.
The two of them rushed towards King Lin heavily, with a hatred that pierced through life and death.
Li Xia raised his eyes, and the sorrow gradually disappeared from his eyes, and then he raised his lips and smiled, but tears came out of his eyes.
His two elder brothers are going to fulfill a wish and do a great thing, and he shouldn't be sad.
He will wish them well with the most sincere happiness.
Life or death.
It was just a moment, and King Lin dodged Li Ze's sword light in a hurry.
The longbow had been returned to the ancestral shrine during the day, and at this time, he only brought a long sword with him.
The sword hung behind him, and he didn't even have time to turn around.
With a pull of his left hand, he pulled his favorite at his side in front of him.
In an instant, the blade of the sword pierced into the concubine's body.
Blood splattered three feet away.
Taking advantage of this gap, King Lin quickly turned around and drew the long sword on the frame behind him, and raised his sword to meet him.
However, Li Chuan came later, and the two of them were very familiar with the sword momentum, and the swords were sharp, taking people's lives.
King Lin hurriedly retreated, and the entire case was overturned to the ground, the bowl shattered on the ground, and the sound was crisp.
Mo Liang lowered his body without a trace, and quickly straightened up, and his pace was swift and interspersed into the chaotic battle situation.
He stretched out his right hand and caught Li Chuan's long sword.
The blade of the sword sliced through the flesh of his palm, and the crimson blood dripped on the snow.
In just an instant, his right hand was pushed down by the force of the long sword.
Li Chuan's face was obviously a little surprised.
He never expected that Mo Liang would take his sword empty-handed, and he never thought that the commander of a country's Shokou and Praetorian Guard would be a person who could not exert his strength in his right hand.
The next moment, Mo Liang's left hand turned neatly.
The palm of his hand was a piece of broken porcelain picked up on the ground, and in a trance of Li Chuan's expression, it fell neatly on his wrist and pulled it heavily.
Li Chuan only felt that the meridians on his right wrist were cut off.
Then his hand holding the sword weakly let go.