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On the second day, Murong Chong made a grand dress again, dressed up carefully, drew the makeup of the phoenix spreading his wings with peach pink in the corner of his eyes, and wore a peach-colored robe, he looked at himself in the mirror, and a burst of nausea came, and his heart said: "Feng Nu, this is the last time I will do such a charming dress, I hope this time I can succeed!" I can ask you to leave the Qin Palace smoothly. ”

I put wine in the palace and got ready, and asked Changshi to invite Fu Jian, Fu Jian was overjoyed, Murong Chong's leg was injured for a long time, and then when he was close to him, he was injured again, and he broke his muscles and bones for a hundred days, and he has not been close to him for a hundred days, although he has never lacked women, but which woman can compare to Murong Chong? The coldness of the day and the enthusiasm of the night put him in two heavens, and the more he couldn't get close, the more he missed it.

Now that Murong Chong personally sent someone to invite, presumably his body was already well, Fu Jian retired early and went straight to Murong Chong's palace. Murong Chong was wearing a new peach-colored robe, standing at the gate of the palace with a radiant face, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, as soon as he saw Fu Jian coming, he couldn't help but raise his bow and arrow towards Fu Jian, Fu Jian's heart was slightly shocked, but he was not in a hurry to dodge, Murong Chong's arrow was learned from him, and he knew how many catties he had.

The waiter Chen Yao was so frightened that he jumped in front of Fu Jian, opened his hands to protect Fu Jian, and shouted: "Bold, what does the son want?" ”

Murong Chong smiled slightly, did not move the arrow away, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please look!" ”

Changshi threw a few pigeons in his hand into the air, the pigeon fluttered its wings and flew away, Murong Chong raised his hand, brushed a few times, the arrow pointed directly at the pigeon, left and right up and down the bow, a few pigeons fell in response, hit the vital point, and fell to the ground with a bang, Changshi picked up the pigeon and showed it to Fu Jian, Fu Jian was very surprised: "It turns out that Fenghuang'er's archery skills have reached such a point, it seems that I can't underestimate you." ”

Murong Chong smiled and said, "It's all taught well by Your Majesty!" Fu Ye saw Murong Chong laughing, and couldn't help but melt, and was about to laugh twice, but he didn't want Murong Chong to pull out two swords, walked up to Fu Jian, and said loudly: "Please teach your majesty swordsmanship!" ”

Fu Jian took the sword, squinted at Murong Chong and said, "You still want to compete with me, you called me here just to compete with me?" I don't want to compete with you today, but I want to compete with you at night? His expression was extremely ambiguous, and his eyes were glued to Murong Chong's body.

Murong Chong said angrily: "Your Majesty is underestimating the Feng Emperor, or does you not dare to compete with the Feng Emperor?" I'm afraid that I will lose to Emperor Feng, Your Majesty will have no face, and it will be difficult to face my sister tomorrow, saying that Your Majesty has lost to my apprentice! ”

Fu Jian Angtian smiled and said, "Fenghuang'er, you can't provoke me, I just want you to save your strength to compete with me tonight!" Aren't you afraid that like last time, you can't even walk? ”

Murong Chong stiffened his sword and said, "Seeing that Your Majesty doesn't dare to compare with Feng Nu, I'm afraid that I won't have the strength to compete again at night?" ”

Fu Jian saw Jian Feng coming, took the sword and approached it at will, felt that Murong Chong's strength was not small, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, why don't you be afraid to compare with you, now I will play with you!" Let you be convinced! ”

As soon as Murong Chong heard him, he collected the sword momentum anyway, stroked the embroidery on the brocade robe and said, "Your Majesty is not afraid of losing?" ”

"Hahaha......" Fu Jian laughed and didn't answer his question.

"Your Majesty thinks that you must be able to win the Phoenix Emperor, so you disdain to answer, Your Majesty is mighty, even ten Phoenix Emperors can't beat Your Majesty, but if Your Majesty loses a move to me, can you do something to me?" The phoenix emperor has a half-side face, and the half-tailed phoenix spreads its wings and is ready to fly, which is vivid and abnormal.

Fu Jian's heart couldn't help but itch, he took a step forward, reached out to touch Murong Chong's face, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Your Majesty should go down first!" Murong Chong quietly took a step back, Fu Jian's hand only touched his handsome face for half a millimeter, and he pounced, he didn't touch anything, the remaining hand stopped in the air, itchy, and the wind passed through his fingers.

"Okay, as long as it's not an insult to the country, and it's not that you want to leave me, I'll answer you!"

"This matter will definitely not make Your Majesty too embarrassed, as long as Your Majesty agrees, is Your Majesty really worried that it can't compare to me?"

Fu Jian was provoked by Murong Chong, fighting with his pet with a sword is equivalent to adjusting a **, this Feng Huang'er is so changeable that he can't let go of it in every way. So he fought with his sword and said: "Okay, I will fight with you, as long as you win me with a sword, then I lose, Feng Huang'er wins, how about it?" ”

Murong Chong didn't speak, he rushed over with his sword, and shouted: "Look at the sword!" ”

Fu Jian stood with one hand on his back, holding a sword in the other, his body was motionless, and when Murong Chong pounced on him, he pulled out his sword and unloaded Murong Chong's sword power, his body shook slightly, and it took seventy percent of his strength to stand up, and he was secretly surprised, but he didn't expect that this charming prostitute still had some strength, and it seemed that he couldn't treat him casually.

Murong Chong didn't succeed in a blow, but he probably tried Fu Jian's skills, he was really a good hand who had been in a hundred battles, and he had experience in battle, he was tough with him, he was definitely not his opponent, and he would definitely not be able to fight to the death, and it was he who was exhausted in the end, and he was also the one who was defeated, so he must have preserved his strength first, so that Fu Jian couldn't see how much ability he had.

So Murong Chong slowed down with his sword, pretended to gasp a few times, and complained: "Your Majesty, why is your strength so great, the Phoenix Emperor's tiger mouth hurts!" ”

Fu Jian was greatly used, and his strength naturally leaked down, and he laughed: "Let me see, if my little hand is hurt, let me hurt it well!" ”

Murong Chong stabbed softly with a sword, and said: "Your Majesty has been fighting horses all your life, where can Xiaofeng Huang compare with Your Majesty, it's just a joke with Your Majesty!" ”

Fu Jian took his sword lightly, and the two of them met face to face, Fu Jian didn't move Murong Chong's body for a long time, as soon as he touched him, his body softened first, Fu Jian stretched out his hand to hug him, Murong Chong spun, picked a sword flower, half-squatted on the ground, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, we are competing for swords, and we are not close to Your Majesty, why does Your Majesty want to hug me?" ”

Fu Jian couldn't see Murong Chong wanting to refuse and welcome him like this, his mind turned Murong Chong upside down, he wrapped the sword around it, and with a slight force, Murong Chong flew towards him with his whole person, Fu Jian said: "Fenghuang'er baby ......"

While reaching out to hug Murong Chong's waist, just when he was only a foot close, Murong Chong turned around sharply in the air, the sword swinged, and a few swords stabbed over sharply, the distance was too close, Fu Jian only received one sword, and before the second sword was caught, it was bounced to the ground by the sword qi, Murong Chong took a step forward and aimed the sword at Fu Jian's neck.

Chen Yao was taken aback and shouted: "Presumptuous! ”

Murong Chong stared at Fu Jian, as long as he used a slight force, maybe the sword would be pierced in, and he might get rid of this demon forever, but there was no trace of panic in Fu Jian's eyes, Murong Chong had no bottom in his heart, he was afraid that if this sword went down, the Murong family would lose it, and all the insults he had suffered in the past two years were in vain, he hurriedly withdrew the sword, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive the sin of the Phoenix Emperor collision!" ”

Fu Jian laughed, grabbed Murong Chong's palm and said, "Feng Huang'er knows how to retreat as advance, and overcome rigidity with softness, I am careless!" You're taking advantage of the loophole! ”

Murong Chong refused to get up, still kneeling and said, "So Your Majesty is admitting that you lost?" ”

Fu Jian pinched Murong Chong's face and whispered, "Isn't it common to be defeated by Feng Nu'er's subordinates?" Say, what do you want? ”

Murong Chong endured his nausea and said: "Emperor Feng wants His Majesty to give him an identity, and Emperor Feng wants to participate in the civil and military conference, and wants to know if it is useful for him to learn a lot from His Majesty in the palace!" ”

Fu Jian let go of his hand, stood up, and said lightly: "You want an identity?" You-you still want to compete with my sons? ”

Fenghuang was already in a half-squatting position, seeing Fu Jian's expression change, he suddenly changed to "I" instead of "I", it can be seen that he said that he wanted to participate in the civil and military conference caused Fu Jian to be suspicious, and immediately knelt on the ground, knelt a few steps, hugged Fu Jian's legs, and said affectionately: "Your Majesty, Fenghuang's age, isn't it your son's age?" Emperor Feng is favored by His Majesty, and often envies His Majesty's sons, if he can compare with His Majesty's sons, Emperor Feng will not be in vain in this life, and His Majesty will be a slave! ”