Chapter Twenty-Five: The Assassin Is Not a Great Qin
The competition officially began...... With a guard's loud announcement, this competition between Daqin and Chu Yun began, it was really unseemly, although Chu Yun's people looked a little thinner than Daqin's people, but the martial arts were really not a joke. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The contest has been going on for an hour, Chu has transported three games, and Daqin has lost five. Wen Yuan smiled happily, of course, he saved enough face, but Erfu looked at Qin Jian, he didn't react at all, as if it wasn't them who lost, Qin Jian looked at Erfu and looked at him, smiled and took a sip of tea. Don't worry if you lose, this prince is really calm.
At this moment, Daqin lost one more person, and there were only three of them left, and Chu Yun had won! Just when Erfu was complacent, the eighth samurai they played easily won the samurai of Chu Yun, who had won three games in a row, and it seemed that the comer was not good.
"Listen to Bai, what was the name of that warrior in Daqin just now?" Erph asked.
"Back to Lafayette, that person's name is Bachu."
Before Erfu could ask, the person named Bachu had already won three games in a row, except for Shuda and Hate Yun, Chu Yun's people were left with this last one, and sure enough, it was solved in minutes. I saw that Emperor Chu Yun's face suddenly darkened, and he waved his hand to let Shuda play.
"Your Majesty, this warrior of our Great Qin is good!" No wonder Qin Jian was not in a hurry just now, it turned out that he had left a hand.
"It's really good, it seems that the prince has taught well!" Just when the two of them were greeting, Shuda was also defeated, and Wen Yuan finally couldn't sit still, and stood up suddenly!
Shuda insisted on walking back, and immediately knelt down and said to the little emperor:
"Please forgive the emperor, the minister's martial arts are not good, and the emperor has been disappointed." Wen Yuan didn't say anything, waved him down.
Seeing that Shuda was defeated, Hate Cloud walked out from behind Erf.
"Hate the clouds!" Erph called out to him.
"Galeries Lafayette?" Ha Yun looked at Erfu suspiciously, and asked puzzled.
"Hate the clouds, compare it well, call Bai Xiaoyizi for lunch, and the mourning family invites you to eat beef hot pot! But don't forget to stop there! Don't save the prince's face! ”
Hate Yun suddenly laughed:
"Haha, there is the only delicacy in the world in my Empress Dowager Chuyun's kitchen, for the reward of this beef hot pot, the minister will never dare to lose! Avoid embarrassing the Queen Mother! "Hate Yun made a move, and then flew on the competition platform with light skills!
Bachu glanced at Hate Yun and asked:
"Who's on stage?"
"The commander of the Chuyun Imperial Forest Army, 'Hate Cloud' is also."
"You are the one who is known as Chu Yun's 'God of War'!"
"What god of war is not the god of war, a code name and a title."
Bachu nodded, and the two of them each gave their hands and hugged their fists, and then they got up to compete. That letter Bachu's martial arts are indeed very high, but Hate Yun is really right about the word 'God of War', just now I saw that Shuda was fighting very hard, but Hate Yun didn't seem to use any strength to fight him.
After a period of competition, Hate Yun found an opportunity to win with one move!
"Hate the clouds! Well done, well played! Erfu jumped up excitedly, but was looked at by everyone, the ministers in the audience, Wen Yuan and Qin Jian! Erf smiled awkwardly and sat down honestly.
Ha Yun glanced at Erfu from the tournament platform, and Erfu seemed to smile when he saw him.
Time passed little by little, and it was about to be lunch time, in fact, the remaining warrior kung fu of Daqin was not bad, but unfortunately, they met Hate Yun, Hate Yun solved it one by one, Erfu admired him very much, and recalled that day if it wasn't for the assassin's bad move, it would definitely not be Hate Yun's opponent.
Erfu was grunting with hunger, but in the end she couldn't bear it, the shame was a little starvation or a big one, and Erfu shouted at the hated cloud who was still trying on the competition platform:
"Hate Yun, can you hurry up, the hungry stomach hurts!" In addition to the people who were competing with Hate Yun on the stage, Daqin also had one who did not play, and Hate Yun heard Erf say this, so he said to another person in the audience:
"You also come up together, our queen mother is hungry, I can't afford to be hungry, let's solve it quickly!" As soon as the man heard that Hate Yun was so arrogant, he also rushed forward. I saw that Hate Yun was so easy to fight with one enemy and two enemies, and after a while, he solved the two and flew back.
In front of Erf, he arched his hand and said:
"Lafayette, the minister lives up to your expectations, aren't you also hungry, the minister is also hungry, go back to Cining Palace to eat beef hot pot!" Erfu nodded happily, was supported by Tingbai and Xiao Yizi, and walked onto the sedan chair.
The ministers shouted in unison:
"Congratulations to Lafayette, congratulations to the Commander of the Hated Clouds!" Sure enough, this group of people is snobbish! Why didn't you see them say hello to Hate Cloud when you came! After winning this battle, I remembered that there was such a person as hating clouds! Really......
Cining Palace...
"Xiao Yizi, let Lao He prepare beef hot pot!" As soon as he entered the palace, Erfu urged Xiao Yizi to prepare lunch, but he had to let Hate Yun eat more, as if he hadn't eaten this beef hot pot!
After a while, the hot beef hot pot was served
"Hate Yun, eat it while it's hot, today you helped Chu Yun win the competition, not only for the country, but also for the emperor's face, the mourning family has to thank you!"
"Lafayette, this is what a minister should do! The main reason is that I am afraid that the old Buddha will lose face, you have allowed the minister to this beef hot pot, Zhong Yu ate the beef hot pot and said a lot of words to the minister that day, and the minister has always wanted to taste what it is like to make Zhong Yu like that! ”
"Yes, stinky boy! What bad things do I say about me behind my back! As soon as Hate Yun's words settled, Zhong Yu came in from outside!
"Chen Zhongyu sees the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is blessed with Jin'an!"
"The minions outside here are becoming more and more ignorant of the rules, and the national teacher will not report when he comes! What are the national teachers doing today! Erph asked.
"Back to Lafayette, the twelve princes of Daqin will leave for Daqin the day after tomorrow, and the emperor will specially ask his ministers to tell Lafayette and Hate Yun!"
"Oh!" Erf nodded and continued to eat the hot pot.
When Zhong Yu saw that I was starting to eat and did not talk to him, he opened his mouth and said:
"Lafayette, the minister didn't have lunch either!"
"Then the national teacher will go and eat!"
Erfu raised her eyes and looked at Zhong Yu, her face was black!
"Can Lafayette drink today's antidote?" As soon as Erfu heard the antidote, she suddenly lost the mood to eat!
"Ah, since the national teacher hasn't eaten, let's sit down and eat together!" No way, who let the handle in his hands! Be kind to him, don't make that kind of medicine for yourself, you'll die!
"Queen Mother, when today's minister competed with the warriors of Daqin, I found that although they and the assassins of that day seemed to have different martial arts paths, they should be from the same division, so it can also be concluded that the assassins of that day were from Daqin." Hate Yun put down his chopsticks and said to Erfu seriously!
"Hahaha, hate the clouds, hate the clouds, you also have mistakes, and those people who compete with you are the people of Daqin! Obviously they are all people in the desert, and you still compete with others, and you don't even know where they come from! Lafayette, in fact, the people who assassinated you that day have already been found out, and they were all sent by Cang Mo! It has nothing to do with Daqin's people! ”