Just when Meng Zelang frowned and pondered, full of entanglement, Qi Xuanhui was domineering and changed to an indifferent posture again.

He slowly took two steps back, leaving a relatively suitable distance between himself and Meng Zelang, and put on a posture of letting go.

didn't mean to deal with Meng Zelang anymore, but turned sideways, looked at the southeast corner in the distance, the spine beast squatting on the ridge of the tall roof, and quietly fell into silence.

He was leaving a little time for Meng Zelang, who was violently impacted, to reflect.

Qi Xuanhui, whether in his past or present life, did not have much intersection with Meng Zelang, not that he didn't want to be friendly with the Meng family, but it was really that General Meng was a tendon, and he always only recognized the emperor as the master.

Regardless of whether you were the crown prince or the prince before, as long as you become the son of heaven once, then you are the object of the Meng family's allegiance!

As for other princes, county kings, and even princes, the Meng family can't avoid them, so what about the will?

Therefore, in the previous life, Qi Xuanhui had no chance at all, and in this life, he extinguished that arrogant thought, so there was no need to deliberately have any personal relations with the Meng family.

Therefore, his general impression of Meng Zelang is that he thinks that the fifth son of the Meng family is a noble son who is full of energy, elegant and confident, and both civil and military.

Since the incident in Fengyun Mountain, Qi Xuanhui paid attention to Meng Zelang, and finally took the opportunity given by Qi Xuanzhen to help this poor person who was affected by him.

With the trip to Jiangnan, two people who didn't know each other well. I got along day and night for a month.

Qi Xuanhui found that Meng Zelang beside him was very different from the one in his memory.

The fifth prince of Meng who used to have a bright smile and a warm attitude is now as deep as an old man, there is always no superfluous expression on his face, and his smile is almost none.

And the time that touched Qi Xuanhui the most was when he stood on the Lingyun Pavilion, overlooking Cui Wanqing's embroidery building in the distance, and when he didn't intend to look back, he saw Meng Zelang behind him. I was watching the sunset. There was a smear of defeat on his face!

From that moment on, Qi Xuanhui knew that this fifth prince of Meng, who seemed to have figured everything out, was actually a knot in his heart. Stuck in the heart.

He felt sorry for Meng Zelang in his heart. As the two get along with each other, they get along day by day. If Meng Zelang had not come to his side, Qi Xuanhui's understanding of Meng Zelang would have become more and more profound. Then his guilt will not be long before the wind dissipates.

But it was his thought that finally prompted the two of them to have an intersection, Qi Xuanhui knew that at this time, if no one woke Meng Zelang up, then this would only gradually depress, and that would be the real waste!

In fact, if you can take it step by step, it would be the best, and if you want to solve the problem gently, the damage to Meng Zelang can be minimized.

But things are so rushed, they all come together, and Qi Xuanhui can only choose this imperfect time to break this matter after a lot of slander.

At this moment, he can only hope that Meng Zelang's nerves are tough enough to withstand the fierce stimulation and comprehend his deep meaning, so as to wake up and get back the popularity that is disappearing unconsciously.

You must know that the place they are going to is not for you to go to the mountains and rivers, it is a wrong step, and you may never return home.

If this conversation can help Meng Zelang smash the big stone in his heart, then among the ten people who enter the mountain, there will definitely be his name.

If he can't break it and can't get out, he will lock himself up, unwilling to face the reality, and continue to pretend like no one else.

For Meng Zelang, who was facing a life-and-death crisis, but could have an emotional breakdown at any time, Qi Xuanhui really didn't dare to take him by his side.

"Dare to ask the prince, why do you say that you are constantly striving for self-improvement? Instead of being disabled? Hearing Meng Zelang's speech, it was not fast, but mixed with a puzzled inquiry.

"There is also salvation" Qi Xuanhui was happy when he heard this, and asked in amazement: "Disabled?" Where are you crippled? I saw you holding green onion cake in one hand and roast chicken in the other, and you were more happy than anyone else! ”

"Why is it suddenly crippled today?"

Qi Xuanhui really felt that his left hand was not strong, which was not a serious shortcoming, after all, Meng Zelang was not only good at using the family heirloom spear, but also good at using a seven-foot sword.

This person was born to practice martial arts, not only practiced the family martial arts to a good degree, but also because of his talent, he won the favor of the head of the Su sect who taught martial arts in the academy, and passed on his set of master's mastery - Shiliang Cotton Sword.

Don't listen to the name of this set of swordsmanship, it's not loud at all, but Qi Xuanhui has seen Meng Zelang use this set of swordsmanship to defeat thirteen people in a row in the guard camp! until exhausted.

In my impression, when Meng Zelang was using this set of swordsmanship, his left hand was completely auxiliary, and Qi Xuanhui thought to himself that this was originally going to be done with hands, so we could change it to use the forearm and the elbow!

Anyway, in a word, swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive, as long as it can be used and can kill the enemy, you can do it as easily as you want, why stick to using your hands or elbows?

But he can't say this to Meng Zelang now, because theoretically, he hasn't seen Meng Zelang make a move, and he shouldn't know that this swordsman is superb.

It was only after he saw that he drew his sword to meet the enemy that he could justifiably make a suggestion, and what he needed to do now was to pull this man out of his perfect and unusually strong shell!

Meng Zelang was made to roll his eyes without any image by his master's other answers.

There's no sincerity in co-authoring this.,Just now.,With such a powerful momentum.,Say something shocking.,This will immediately change a different attitude.。

Is this perfunctory to him? Or has the mind of his own prince already run to the house next door?

"Don't think that others don't know, the direction you are looking at is the Feixia Courtyard where Miss Cui is staying." Meng Zelang couldn't help but muttered a few words in his heart.

Probably because he was so eager for this kind of communication, even if he found that Qi Xuanhui was starting to be not serious, Meng Zelang still couldn't bear to give up the hard-won conversation.

He still pressed the mood of rolling patiently, and said to Qi Xuanhui: "That's eating meat, not holding weapons, don't say you don't know, what is a broken hand tendon, and the left hand of the humble position can't use any strength at all!" ”

"Oh, what's the matter? The way you hold the sword is with both hands? Qi Xuanhui retracted his distant eyes, and with a look of disdain, he glanced at the seven-foot green peak on Meng Zelang's waist.

After saying this, as if he was still afraid that the person standing opposite him was not angry enough, he continued to stab this person again, "Or are you a left-hander?" (To be continued......)

PS: Recommend a friend's masterpiece "Yi Jia Yi Room" with empty eyes. Lu Shuyi was reborn.

At the age of twelve, she watched her mother lie on the sickbed again.

On the line between life and death, she wondered if she should do something......