Following Jing Hua's gaze, Xiao Rong could see that Jing Changning was indeed about to lose.

"General Jing, you're drunk. Wu Yiyu looked at Jing Changning and persuaded.

Jing Changning blinked in confusion: "Hey, how much has it been poured?"

Wu Yiyu said in a deep voice: "One hundred and five thousand two hundred and thirty-one. ”

Jing Changning laughed twice in confusion: "There are more than 20,000, it's really enough." ”

Wu Yiyu was stunned, and immediately looked at Jing Changning seriously: "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

Jing Changning shook Wu Yiyu's eyes: "Let's see if I'm happy to lose, thinking that I finally moved back to the first game." ”

Wu Yiyu held back his words: "I didn't." ”

Jing Changning smiled a little silly with the intention of drinking: "If you lose, you lose." She climbed onto the table with her skirt and looked up at the sky.

There was some silence.

After a long time, Jing Changning looked at Wu Yiyu and looked at Jingguo's three armies.

"I love the feeling. There was a light in her misty eyes, "wanton, arrogant, bold, and dissolute." ”

Wu Yiyu looked at the scorching light in Jing Changning's eyes, as if there was a kind of happiness in it, a kind of unrestrained happiness.

He thought about it, took off the saber at his waist and handed it to Jing Changning.

"What are you doing?" Jing Changning smiled, "It's hard to still want to gamble on a fight, don't worry, you won't be able to beat me." ”

Wu Yiyu shook his head: "I heard that in the autumn of last year, at the birthday banquet of Queen Yiliang of Yi Kingdom, General Jing had a sword dance. If you are willing to lose the bet, the general is willing to have a sword dance in front of the three armies of my Jingguo?"

Jing Changning glanced at Wu Yiyu and thought about it again.

"Yes. "But I have one condition." ”

"General, please. Wu Yiyu said.

Jing Changning's eyes showed cunning: "Let your king come out openly, I am very shameless behind my back, does he know?" she paused and said, "Also, this wine was invited to me by him, and if you are willing to lose the bet, you can't deny it, which means that you still owe me a drink." ”

Wu Yiyu's complexion changed.

"I ......," he said.

The woman in front of her really can't be deceived a little, she can see everything clearly.

Hearing this, Xiao Rong looked at Jing Hua and laughed dryly: "I kind of know why Xiao Ning'er didn't poke you, she just wants to finish drinking and then talking, so that she can have one more drink." ”

Jinghua sighed, looking helpless.

"Let's go, His Royal Highness King Jing. Xiao Rong got up, "Xiao Ning'er's sword dance, to be honest, I haven't seen it before, it must be outstanding." ”

Jinghua tugged at the corners of his lips and walked out behind Xiao Rong.

This feeling is even worse than the last time it was like being stripped naked and paraded through the streets, if you have to find a word to describe it, Jinghua's face alternates between blue and white, and he only thinks of one word.

Catch the rape in bed.

He turned his head and slapped himself in the face.

What are you thinking?

……

The long wind was sluggish, Jing Changning was a little sober, and her gaze fell on the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand.

Her cheeks were slightly reddened by the campfire.

The azure gauze embroidered lily skirt was dotted with unclear drinks.

Ink hair dances in the wind.

Jing Changning raised his eyes to look at the sky, looking at the large clouds in the sky that had been torn apart by the long wind.

The blade of the sword was raised, and the wrist was slightly lowered, at the level of the eyebrows.

The alcohol-dyed voice is exceptionally clear.

The blade of the sword suddenly lifted and pointed straight at the sky.

"Stepping on the remnant sun, the heart is higher than the sky.

Falling into the dust, Xuanyuan burned with blood. ”

Only two sentences began, and there was silence all around.

The desolation was mixed with the emptiness and vastness, and the woman asked the sky with her sword.

The heart is higher than the sky, and the fate falls into the dust, and I am willing to recommend Xuanyuan with blood and burn it as fire.

The blade of the sword was slanted, and several sword flowers bloomed against the bonfire.

"Lonely and not old, the tiger's den and Longtan have a lot of blood.

The obsession is not gone, and the sea of fire and knife mountain is burning with love and righteousness all his life. ”

Xiao Rong looked at her.

She is not afraid, the tiger's lair and dragon pool, and the sea knife mountain.

There was no sadness, her voice was a little hazy in its clearness.

The steps danced in the air, and the skirt was swept in the long wind.

The blade of the sword brought up a large area of light, white as practice, flying like a waterfall.

Jing Changning's eyelids were slightly open, with a faint smile in the confusion.

"The blood is far away with the wind, and the white bones become autumn grass.

Why do you have to say anything about life and death, Hongchen laughed. ”

Death and life are light.

The laughter was soft, and the wine was blurred with a hearty sigh.

"The long wind years can be thrown away.

Few, few.

Looking back on the rivers and rivers.

Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao. ”

When the last words landed, Jing Changning threw the long sword in his hand, found a comfortable position and slept on the spot against the bonfire.

But the people around were immersed in that wanton verse, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The heart is higher than the sky, the fate falls into the dust, the loneliness is not old, the obsession is not eliminated, the Longtan tiger's den is all over, and the life and death are light-hearted.

Xiao Rong sighed, walked to the bonfire, took the woman who had fallen asleep into his arms, shouted two words of real weight, and tightened his arms.

Just hold her like this and leave step by step.

Leave a place of silence.

……