Chapter 17 Two hard stones come together
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The carriage fell silent again, as if by the magic of the old witch in "Grimm's Fairy Tales", and the air suddenly froze.
On each side of the carriage were a Genghis Khan bow and a Zilu sword.
There are seven beads and nine jade on the sword, and the five-colored glass is used as the sword box.
The sword is still shining outside the room, which is different from the sword.
Twelve years of grinding, the blade is often like frost and snow, open the box and pull the sheath, and there is a terrifying atmosphere.
Before Shangguan Qiu took a closer look at what Genghis Khan's bow looked likeγγγγγγ
Duanmu Jin pulled out his sword and pointed the sharp blade against Shangguan Qiu's white neck.
Cyan veins, reflected in the sharp blade. The fine hairs of the velvet should be clear on the blade one by one.
Shangguan Qiu only felt a burst of coldness, and rushed straight towards the Tianling Gai with killing intent.
There was a trance accompanied by the blackness of the two eyeballs, and the buzzing of the ears.
"Good sword, so cheap!" Shangguan Qiu glanced at the blade of the sword with a slanted face, and then raised his eyes to look directly at Duanmu Jin.
Duanmu Jin had already stood up and taken a few steps closer, he looked at Shangguan Qiu as if he had ruled the whole world, and Shangguan Qiu was just a plaything in her hands, and she loved to lose it. It's just based on Duanmu Jin's mood.
"I said, Lord Wang, don't look down on duck eggs for goose eggs, and don't look down on ordinary metals for rare metals." Shangguan Qiu's two lips were slightly upturned, and the corners of his mouth twitched with a mocking smile: "The sword has no eyes!" β
Shangguan Qiu carefully clamped the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and gently moved them to the side.
Duanmu Jin showed a trace of ridicule: "My princess is really courageous. β
Then as soon as the hand was released, Zilu's sword fell to the ground with a click, as if it was a paper kite flying in the sky, and finally fell diagonally under gravity!
Duanmu Jin seemed to have softened into a ball of cotton and fell on the couch. A cloud-like, white mud with thin mud.
He exhaled a long breath, and in the summer there was no white misty water vapor to be seen, only the heat he felt hitting his nose.
The oxygen in the air is a little older.
Shangguan Qiu ignored Duanmu Jin, just squatted down, picked up Zilu's sword, tried the handle of the knife with one hand, and looked at it over and over in the palm of his hand.
"You also brought the jade bracelet that the imperial brother gave you at the temples ceremony! Unexpectedly, your feelings for the imperial brother are really deep. Duanmu Jin rubbed his temples and roamed and said.
"Huh?" Shangguan Qiu touched those gorgeous lines, a little prickly: "Hmm! β
The breathing that had been soothing suddenly became rapid.
It seems to be the unique summer of Fuzhou, one moment it is still sunny, and the next moment, it becomes lightning and thunder.
Before Shangguan Qiu came back to his senses, a hand pinched his delicate neck. He pinched her, which was a realistic sketch of killing chickens and using a cattle slaughtering knife.
The Zilu sword, which was still spinning in Shangguan Qiu's palm just now, was now on Duanmu Jin's neck.
"Take it away." Duanmu Jin's eyes had a flame in his eyes, and his tone could directly freeze to death.
"You... You.. If you don't let it go, I'll ... Don't take ... Take away. Shangguan Qiu's face was red and his neck was thick, and the strength in Duanmu Jin's hands was greater.
His hands are very beautiful, beautiful like the hands of a maiden, those hands are the masterpieces of God, it should be in the early morning, when the frost and dew are slightly heavy, a pair of beautiful hands full of love and hope to pick the flowers in the mountains.
But now he is planning to twist Shangguan Qiu's delicate neck.
Is it tolerable or unbearable, if it weren't for the fact that the foundation of this body is too thin, Lao Tzu would have fought a long time ago.
Shangguan Qiu only felt that he had difficulty breathing, and his lungs were pressed against a large stone, like a dead fish struggling desperately after falling into the water.
Shangguan Qiu's hand did not soften, and treating the enemy with mercy is cruel to herself, which has always been her creed. Duanmu Jin was forced by you.
Duanmu Jin's neck could already be seen with the size of a silk thread of blood, and occasionally a faint smell of rust could be smelled in the closed carriage.
Shangguan Qiu's breathing had begun to weaken, weaken, as light as goose feathers falling into the calm lake water, but there was not even a trace of ripples.
"Lord Wang, I've arrived at the palace." The light outside the curtain shouted loudly into the carriage.
"Hmph" The two of them glared angrily, neither of them willing to let go of their hands first, like two hungry dogs grabbing a dry white bone.
The two confronted each other silently, and now they only had each other in their eyes, if it was sweet and warm in the palace just now, now they can only say γγγγγ The relationship between the two is still thinner than the sugar paper on the sugar gourd.
"Lord Wang, I've arrived at the palace." Hikari shouted again, looking anxious, wanting to open the curtain but not daring to open it.
"You take it away from the king." Duanmu Jin roared in a low voice in anger, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the muscles in his face stiffened.
He was angry and wanted to strangle her, but he was reluctant, and although he loved to make trouble and fun, he didn't want to be an enemy of the Prime Minister's Mansion yet, on the surface.
Shangguan Qiu clearly felt that the strength in Duanmu Jin's hand was not as great as before, and she only knew one thing.
Her question of principle: Shangguan Qiu is the kind of woman who is strong when she is weak, and strong when she is strong.
Her motto has always been: Don't mess with my sister, my sister has a secret weapon, one slap you to death, two slaps to slap you, three slaps I will kill you!
It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come, and when the time comes, I will beat you and you don't even know your mother.
Shangguan Qiu's stubborn Duanmu Jin glanced at it, if Shangguan Qiu's eyes were compared to a drawer box, Shangguan Qiu's eyes rose, just like a drawer box closed in. With a sense of determination and despair.
"Lord Wangγγγγγ The minions are daring to come in. "The light hand has made a gesture to open the curtain.
"Lord Wang, you are accompanying the slave family for a while."
When the light opened the curtain, he saw Shangguan Qiu holding Duanmu Jin in his arms, his hands around Duanmu Jin's neck, and talking shyly about love.