Ji Yaoguang's team successfully entered the Boku military camp, and after meeting with the general of the guard of the light car city, he immediately showed him the rumored mysterious wine glasses that did not overflow.

It was a jade-white amphora bowl in a square carved gold box, and its shape was unremarkable, but when it was hidden in the dark, the glass emitted a soft blue glow.

It's strange to say, this wine glass is not known to be constructed according to the principle of combinability, when Ji Yaoguang poured a whole pot of grape wine into the glass, even if the dark red and translucent wine arched out of the mouth of the cup with a curved arc as high as a grave, the wine in the cup was stunned and did not overflow the rim of the glass.

The Boku people were completely dumbfounded, and the general was even more confused, so he approached the wine glass and looked at it for a long time.

When you look through the transparent liquid, you can see the sparkling waves at the bottom of the cup, and the overlapping light and shadow are like a pair of butterflies flapping their wings and ready to fly, the scene is beautiful and fantastic.

The general was overjoyed, and immediately raised his five fingers, saying that he was willing to pay 50,000 shells to buy this cup, and another 50,000 to buy the twenty Persian dancing girls.

This price is definitely a loss of capital.

However, Ji Yaoguang didn't care, her purpose was not to ask for the money of the Boku people, but to ask for their lives.

The meaning of the meaning of the bargain, and finally the Boku people raised the price to 120,000 shells.

The general was very grateful for the generosity of the caravan, and then he kept Ji Yaoguang and asked her and her entourage to spend the night in the barracks and party with them all night.

This is the best, Ji Yaoguang immediately offered a hundred jars of wine.

It's getting late, and the light car city is full of drunken gold.

The bonfire was burning in the airfield, and more than a dozen Persian dancers twisted their flexible and slender waists like water snakes in the soft night breeze, and a pair of long white and tender legs hooked seductive dance steps from time to time.

Surrounded by Boku soldiers, there was a burly and tall general sitting at the back of the long case, and the two dancing girls were not satisfied with their left and right hugs, and their squinting eyes were still on the field, constantly chasing the gorgeous posture.

A dancing girl in her arms has a slender neck and a delicate face. She gently raised her jade wrist, wrapped her slender index finger around a strand of the man's beard, and smiled mischievously at him.

The man didn't have the slightest sense of blame, and pulled up the girl's delicate chin and was about to bow her head and kiss Xiangze, when the dancing girl on the other side saw that she raised a glass of wine, her lips opened slightly, and her voice murmured.

The general laughed and turned his head to look at her, it didn't matter if he didn't know Persian, and when he saw her holding up the copper bottle, he knew that she was toasting him, so he laughed a few times and reached out to take it.

The dwarf entourage quietly approached Ji Yaoguang and said in a low voice:

"Boss, it's almost time, let's do it, don't let those good goods be prostituted by the Boku people."

Ji Yaoguang's vigilant gaze swept around, put the wine glass in front of his mouth, and whispered to the dwarf:

"Send the two jars of wine to the city tower, and we will do it immediately when the people pour it."

……

As night fell, the glow of the bonfire faded away, and the Boku soldiers were drunk and snoring.

The pirates walked like a gallop up the castle tower.

The city gate was wide open, and the 10,000 troops who had been in ambush outside the city for a long time joined Ji Yaoguang's team, and they occupied the entire city without waste.

In this war without gunpowder, more than 56,000 people of the Boku Army were almost killed by a blow in their sleep, and no one survived.

At the same time, the Dayi Palace.

The fairy-clothed man went all the way to Wutong Garden.

Before noon, when he witnessed King Chen walking out of the Qinming Hall with the tiger talisman in his arms, Yu Xuanji's mind suddenly had a trace of extreme horror.

That fool, why is it bad to pick a tiger talisman?

Could it be that he is not stupid at all, and the last time I was deliberately tempted by the last time I splashed himself with a child's urine, he also pretended to be stupid?

Anyway, since the fourth princess forgot to return the tiger talisman, why don't I go to Wutong Garden in person and test Hua Nanxin again.

With this thought, Yu Xuanji stepped up.

There was a person standing in the middle of the palace road, and suddenly appeared as if it was a ghost emerging from the ground, which made the handsome Taoist priest stop suddenly, and his upper body involuntarily leaned back.

"Hehe, Uncle Beauty, where are you going?"

King Chen tilted his head, and when the urn sounded and asked angrily, he walked towards Yu Xuanji.

I don't know if it's because of the moonlight, but his long, narrow and beautiful eyes, which are always foggy, are extremely clear at this time, bursting out with a cold light as sharp as an eagle falcon from time to time.

Firmly stared at by such a pair of powerful eyes, Yu Xuanji's heart was inexplicably tightened, and the five fingers pressed into the long sleeves were clenched fiercely.

The corners of his lips twitched unnaturally, and he smiled faintly:

"It's getting late, won't His Royal Highness King Chen go back to Wutong Garden to settle down?"

"Hehe, this king is waiting for you here, aren't you going to Wutong Garden to find this king?"

King Chen was also laughing, and the smile still seemed stupid, but the clear words he had just said seemed to come from the mouth of a normal person.

Yu Xuanji's eyes widened for a while, and he felt his scalp tingle.

In his memory, this fool has always been unaware of taboos, and he has always spoken "me" and "me".

Now, he calls himself "this king"!

Hua Nanxin, is he really stupid?

With a heart beating faster and heavier than a drum, Yu Xuanji took a deep breath and simply asked directly:

"I don't know the emperor's banana fan, His Royal Highness King Chen may still come?"

Quietly looking at Xu Xuan, King Chen suddenly took away the stupidity on his face, squinted his eyes, and smiled faintly:

"That 'fan' has already been taken to the Gyeonggi military camp, and at this time 100,000 Gyeonggi troops are on their way to the palace."

“……”

Yu Xuanji's weathered stiff body was motionless, and he was so shocked that he couldn't breathe.

Secretly sighed, he and Leng Qingtang had made a lot of calculations, but they finally neglected the person in front of him, this biggest enemy!

"You... I've been pretending to be crazy and stupid—"

With an angry roar, the iron palm buckled towards the top of King Chen's head.

King Chen's face was silent as usual, and he took a big step sideways to give way to the attack, his long arms swayed, and his wide sleeves "horned" the wind.

Suddenly, the fierce aura was cold and condensed, as if a sharp weapon that could not be seen by the naked eye was fully attacking the face of Yu Xuanji.

The Taoist priest's body took off into the air to resolve the killing machine, and the two of them fought with fists and feet for more than a dozen styles.

Suddenly, Yu Xuanji felt that there seemed to be someone behind him, following his pace like a ghost, acting quickly and silently.

Yu Xuanji threw his fist to break through King Chen's attack, and was about to turn around to deal with the person behind him, when he moved slowly for half a beat, he suddenly felt a heat up his spine.

The pain of the sharp object breaking through the skin followed, and it was a sneak attack that hit the main acupoint.

Yu Xuanji was paralyzed and sideways, endured the severe pain, and panted heavily, angrily looking at the stranger in night clothes walking in front of King Chen, kneeling and bowing, and said respectfully:

"I came back late from my humble duties, and my master was frightened, and I deserved death."

King Chen's eyes were pale, and he walked around his subordinates with his negative hands, and slowly approached Yu Xuanji, who was no longer powerless.

He was like a god and demon returning from hell, and his whole body was full of slaughter and bloody horror, which was terrifying.

Under the moonlight, the pair of cold eyes that were enough to deter the soul drooped slightly, and the embarrassment of Yu Xuanji was slight, and the cold and handsome face was fleeting.

Playing with ten fingers, King Chen said leisurely:

"You splashed the pee of this king all over his body, and now this king doesn't kill you, but only abolish your martial arts, which is already cheap for you."

Yu Xuanji raised his neck to look up at King Chen, the scarlet eyes all appeared at the bottom of the murderous intention, but he was helplessly plotted that his body could not move, even if he struggled for a long time, it was useless, and Qingjun's facial features condensed infinite resentment:

"You have been pretending to be stupid and dormant in the palace for many years, and now you are actually stealing the tiger talisman to lure the Gyeonggi army into the palace, do you want to rebel?"

With the word "rebellion" exiting, a touch of cool air jumped up his back in vain and went straight to the back of his head, Yu Xuanji was stunned, and the temples on both sides of his forehead suddenly jumped.

King Chen's cold gaze looked directly at Yu Xuanji with a shiver, and he pursed his lips and chuckled, his voice was as thin as the wind:

"What? What the national teacher and the admiral of Dongchang have been planning for a long time are now taken over by this king, and they will be frightened? ”

“……”

Yu Xuanji's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

King Chen immediately flicked his sleeves and instructed the man in black:

"Hide him in the cold palace, be careful not to kill him, this king will leave him to threaten the cold Qingtang."

As soon as the big hand of the man in black fell on his shoulder, Yu Xuanji struggled to shake it off, and shouted at King Chen:

"Hua Nanxin, don't dream, it's a big deal that the poor road will be cut off by itself, and he will be a good man again in twenty years!"

King Chen's sinister eyes sneered, stirred the hem of his robe and slowly squatted, his gaze remained at the same height as Yu Xuanji, and he raised his eyebrows slyly:

"You won't... Your sister looks like she's coming back soon, don't you want to know her? ”

Yu Xuanji's complexion turned suddenly, and he was dumbfounded for a moment, his voice trembled with excitement, and he tried to reach out to grab King Chen's brocade robe:

“… What did you say... You—Do you know... Who is my sister? ”

King Chen didn't panic or hide, his smile was as cold as ice, a pair of clear eyes burst out of the light of a yin owl, and the deliberately slowed down speed of speech was like a sharp blade, and the knife stabbed the other party's heart:

"The poor girl who was once pushed into Minglan's mansion by your own hands, escaped death in the carriage, and experienced the pain of transfiguration twice, is your sister Wanruo."

The person on the other side was stunned when he heard it, his heart fluctuated violently, and hot tears poured out of his eyes.

The torture of heartache and body pain made his whole body tremble violently, he fell his long eyelashes in pain, and covered his face with ten fingers and murmured in grief:

“… She, she turned out to be Xiao Ruo... My half-sister Ruo... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, Xiao Ruo... It's my brother's fault, my brother is sorry for you! ”

The roar was terrible, and Yu Xuanji sprayed King Chen's face with a mouthful of blood, and he lay on his back and fainted.

PS: The foreshadowing about the relationship between the heroine and the national teacher has been buried in two volumes, and today it was finally unraveled.