Chapter 1108: Confrontation in the Dark

Qian Yi is probably not the opponent of Yang Si Hanshan, and the last two Li Luoshang are the first time to see him, but since he dares to accompany Yang Si Hanshan deep into the hinterland of Dagan, his art industry will not be much worse than Yang Si Hanshan, and he may be able to have a slight upper hand with two enemies and three. X

If you hit the killer, there is only five or five wins and losses. Li Luo sighed secretly, but it was a pity that Uncle Tai Gu had taken a step earlier, if Uncle Tai Gu was here, it was impossible to say that Li Luo would take a risk and leave a few people in Yeliang Prefecture in Hanshan.

Li Luo's mind was racing, and the eyes of the people opposite were also full of brilliance, it seemed that Li Luocun's thoughts were similar, and they were also calculating the strength and chances of victory of both sides. At this moment, the only person in the field whose heart is not here is the cold mountain.

Yang Si Hanshan didn't notice the killing intent in the air, took out the three things from the backpack, gently put them aside, and said, "Xiaokui asked me to say sorry for her for the prince." ”

Li Luo looked sideways, and what Yang Si Hanshan put on the ground were a few congratulatory gifts from Da Gan when Qiongmen knocked on tea that day, Lu Xuanji's cigarette washing beads, and the Zhenshan Langya Beast and Jade Rinse in the hands of Yang Si brothers and sisters.

"Princess Kwai is too worried, please tell Princess Kwai that these deceptions are not worth implicating a woman like her, if she still wants to come to Dagan again, as long as she is not for state affairs, I can protect her."

Yang Si Hanshan was stunned, it turned out that Li Luo still remembered the regret when Yang Sikui left, and he didn't see the good mountains, rivers and customs of Dagan. After parting that day, he was the enemy, even if Li Luo was frank and open, Yang Si Hanshan was not confident that he could believe in Li Luo so openly.

Yang Si Hanshan smiled lonely, and said astringently: "I thanked the prince for Xiaokui first, I'm afraid there won't be this opportunity." ”

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and asked calmly: "Brother Hanshan is not far away, is it just to return these three ornaments?" ”

Yang Si Hanshan nodded, looking apologetic, but he was a little ashamed to say what he wanted to say.

"Brother Hanshan is apologetic, isn't he afraid that he will sweat and have a bad heart?"

"No, the return of these three things is known to Lord Khan, and it is Lord Khan who approves of it. Lord Dihan once said that she was the head of the soldiers of the Caohai Tribe, if not, she also wanted to say sorry to the prince in person. ”

"Good means." Li Luo laughed and said indifferently, "I will accept this thing, does Brother Hanshan still have a teaching?" ”

The corners of Yang Si Hanshan's mouth moved slightly, and he shook his head slightly, seeing that Li Luo had already gotten his mind, he turned sideways and moved out of the way, his face full of helplessness. Gu Yaben has a transcendent identity in the Caohai tribe, and this time he was involved in the dispute between the two countries, I don't know if it was the original intention of the Gu Ya royal family.

Li Luo and Hu Lu Feng Han glanced at each other, and the murderous intent in the depths of their eyes was fleeting, and they returned to calm.

Hu Lu Feng Han saluted Li Luo's head and said in a low voice: "Prince Yangxi, this place is not suitable for a long time, we need to leave here earlier." ”

Yang Si Hanshan snorted, and then saluted Li Luo with a fist, and the five of them galloped in the direction of Jianbei City in Liangzhou.

Almost at the same moment, people on both sides were asking why they didn't do it just now, and Li Luo and Hu Lu Fenghan's answers were the same, and there was no chance of winning. It may be easier to distinguish the winner from the loser, but to determine life and death, only by fighting to the death and not retreating.

The second question is also strikingly similar, Ying Feng asked whether he should contact the nearby Dagan officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress a few people in Yang Sihan Mountain. And the person next to Hu Lu Feng Han asked if he could do the warriors who had infiltrated the hinterland of Dagan before and intercept and kill Li Luo.

Li Luo and Hu Lu Feng Han both thought about it, and then shook their heads in unison to veto, without any extraneous branches, and dispersed.

In this confrontation without swords and swords, Li Luo took back the three dispensable treasures, but Xiang Liu'er was more loyal to the cold mountain, and it was possible to judge which was better or worse at a glance.

On the way, Li Luoshen thought about it, if he wanted to win this battle, it seemed that he had to find a way to get rid of the Mongolian national division as soon as possible, otherwise Da Gan's every move would be under the eyes of Xiang Liu'er, and it would be even more difficult to defeat the Caohai Alliance.

When Li Luo returned to Zhuocheng, it was more than half of summer, and he could already smell the smell of autumn. This time, Mobei and his party are more than half a year, the wolf smoke in Liangzhou is everywhere, Zhuocheng is still the same as before, the people are still those people, and the things are still those things, it seems that the war in Beifu has no impact here, which is exactly a poem of the abolished emperor of the previous dynasty:

At the beginning of the evening makeup, the skin is snowy, and the spring hall is full of concubines.

The sheng flute blows off the water and clouds, and the neon dress sings all over again.

Who is more fragrant in the wind, drunk and dry.

When returning, the candles will be red, and the night moon will be cleared by stepping on the horse's hooves.

Visitors are weaving, bustling with different joys, sorrows, and joys, a good drunk and dreaming of death, a good one is numb and dull. In fact, Akiyoshi has a saying that is not right, it should not be just the wind of one palace that is dead, but the wind of the entire city of Zhuo is dead.

Xuanji Palace.

Emperor Wanlong was supposed to announce Li Luo's entry into the palace in Changming Palace, but after Li Luo asked to see him, it took a long time for a eunuch in the palace to come and announce the decree, letting Li Luo go to Xuanji Palace. Dekong Li Luo asked his father-in-law who was leading the way, it turned out that Emperor Wanlong had not been to the court for several months.

When I arrived at the Xuanji Palace, before I walked to the gate of the palace, the sound of the silk and bamboo pipe music in the hall came out from inside, sad and resentful, except for the love of men and women, it was the love of children and daughters, and it tickled the listener's thoughts and concentration.

Entering the main hall, the hall is full of singing and dancing, and the eyes are full of graceful willow slender waists, dancing posture is extremely hot and provocative, a smile and a flying eyebrow, a smile on the lips, the eyebrows are affectionate, only to see the blood of people surge, lust.

There are forbidden guards outside the hall, but there are few men in the hall, except for several close servants who watch the nose and nose, the rest are the beautiful women of the song and the swallow dance.

Looking through these glamorous palace maids dancing in the middle of the hall, Li Luo saw Emperor Wanlong on a pair of snow-white **, half-dressed, some people around him holding incense, some people shaking fans, and some people fed Emperor Wanlong a bite of fresh fruit from time to time. It is no wonder that people all over the world covet the position of the Son of Heaven, and this kind of day alone is enough to make people forget to return.

The singing and dancing did not stop, Emperor Wanlong did not see Li Luo who entered the hall, and the father-in-law who led the way did not come forward to pay respects, bowed, and cautiously retreated to the side of the palace door to stand against the wall. I don't know if Li Luo was wrong, but I felt that these maids in the palace were a little silent.

This dance is so long, but when I see that the crisp chest is half exposed, a pair of mutton fat** seems to be dancing on the tip of the lotus, which is amazing. A few strands of colorful clothes that can not be less are like a frightening flood with the dancing, and a touch of jade and pearl round white is revealed under the clothes from time to time, which unconsciously makes the mouth dry.