Xia Kingdom is different from other countries, people generally worship their ancestors during the day and drink feasts at night, but it has to be turned upside down.

The evening festival is held on the island of Lake Mingxin in the Imperial Garden, and there are no bridges to control it, only small boats to connect the two sides of the traffic.

A red platform was built in the center of the island early, and an altar was placed in the direction of the east, and all the sacrifices such as cows, sheep, melons and fruits were placed on it. There are feasts all around it, which are obviously for people to sit on, but there is only one phoenix chair in the most noble north.

The day has already drunk most of the people a little, and Nangong Pin, who is not strong enough to drink, is even more drunk and unconscious, so everything can only be handled by the queen.

The moon moved from one side of the sky to the other, and the nearly perfect moon sprinkled with clear light, and the courtyard was like stagnant water and empty, intertwined with thin shadows.

The night breeze is cold, everything is so calm and simple, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is far from that simple.

A big war is about to break out.

Feng Beiying and Feng Yiyi waited for the ceremony to begin.

"I'm tired of you, I'm a Yanguo proton, I don't have much ability to protect you, and tonight it may be ......"

Feng Beiying interrupted him: "Then will you be afraid?"

"With a lady with you, how can it be?" In fact, he still has half a sentence below - a bloody storm, because I want to bring you home.

She just had a good impression of Feng Yanyi, and she was broken by his wife.

Feng Beiying was still smiling, but his tone was not as good as before: "Three chapters of the covenant that I said!" Don't touch the bottom line of the main house. ”

Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, but what should be said is still to say: "Nangong has not come, except for today's Ministry of Rites, the rest of the officials are not today's group, and they are different from ordinary people when they walk."

Feng Yanyi also sensed this, nodded in agreement, and the hostility in his eyes was well concealed: "I didn't expect Beiying to have such a vicious gaze, indeed, the pace is steady, the walk is vigorous, and the steps are lighter than ordinary people."

Feng Beiying suddenly wanted to joke: "Then Feng Shen, do you think that if you are the only one, can you beat all the people here and then capture the queen alive?"

Feng Yanyi replied with certainty: "No."

Feng Beiying was surprised, his martial arts were not much different from him, although he was not so sure, after all, there were many powerful people, but they were not so categorical, and immediately asked: "Why?"

"Because you're not with me." Feng Yanyi grabbed Feng Beiying's slender hand tightly, and it was obvious that Feng Yanyi cared very much about the sentence, "You are the only one." ”

Feng Beiying couldn't make any small moves in this scene, so he had to let him lead him, and Feng Yanyi's gloomy face finally appeared a glimmer of light.

At first, she didn't feel anything unusual, but in the next second, Feng Beiying felt that Feng Yanyi's palm was a little different.

Why is it so cool?

Wrist to wrist.

The pulse is faint, almost nothing, what's wrong?

Feng Beiying looked at his face with mixed feelings. Although his face was ruddy, he had a pale paleness that was not easy to detect, and his breath was much weaker than that of ordinary people.

His mouth opened and closed, and he finally swallowed the words back.

Maybe it's a side effect of the martial arts I practiced.

Everyone has their own martial arts cheats, and it is a bit unreasonable to ask them face-to-face.

Feng Yanyi noticed her puzzled gaze, and immediately seemed to understand something, let go of her hand weakly, and turned her head to avoid the gaze of the patrol.

Feng Beiying rubbed his cold palms under the wide sleeved robe, and changed the topic without changing his face.

"That, you still tell me, why do you hate the queen of this Xia Kingdom so much?"

"She was one of my mother's killers." There was an indescribable hatred in this sentence that was lightly spit out. Feng Beiying was shocked and speechless.

This queen and the queen of Yan are sisters, and they were the two of them back then......

Mother-killing enemy...... Implacable!

The two were again speechless until the ceremony began.

I heard a strong male voice shouting, "The ceremony begins." Then all of them stood together, led by the queen, lined up in an orderly phalanx, and bowed to the sky three times. Except for Feng Yanyi and Feng Beiying. The queen murmured the scriptures she didn't understand, and then led everyone to bow.

After worshipping, it seemed that she had nothing to do with the queen, and she walked back to the phoenix chair that belonged to her. Qiao Xiaoxuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, took a step forward and walked to the left side of the altar, and the rest walked to both sides, vacating the open space in the middle.

Qiao Xiaoxuan smiled treacherously: "Please ask His Royal Highness the Ninth of the Yan Kingdom to come forward with the princess Yuanhuang who is the beloved wife of the country."

Feng Beiying met Feng Yanyi's gaze and smiled lightly, both of them knew what the other party was thinking. Holding hands, he walked to the altar in front of the altar, not at all helpless as the decadence of other countries, but as if announcing that they were the masters here.

In momentum, they have already won.

Qiao Xiaoxuan refused to give up when he saw that most of his momentum had dropped: "Burn incense and worship ancestors."

The clever palace maid on the side was instructed to immediately burn six sticks of incense to Feng Yanyi, and Feng Yanyi divided three more to Feng Beiying.

The two looked at the incense, and coincidentally broke two of them with their right hands, and threw away the two halves that were broken. It is very tacitly inserted into the incense burner in the altar.

According to the national theory of Xia Kingdom, the proton of another country came to Xia Kingdom, whether it was a marriage, or a birthday, or a series of major events related to himself. Here it is necessary to worship the ancestors, and show the national prestige of the Xia Kingdom.

But where do they mean to kneel? didn't bow or kneel, they even had to break two sticks of incense, doesn't this mean that they want them to be three long and two short?

Feng Beiying had to admire his strategy, and he had a good plan to oppose the guest.

Only a small fraction of the ministers below were whispering to each other.

"This ...... That's an unreasonable rule......"

"yes, how can this be?"

"Why doesn't he follow the rules of my Xia Kingdom?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan saw that the situation was a little chaotic, the hypocritical smile on his face could no longer hold on, his face turned black from purple, and he was mad with anger, pointing at Feng Yanyi with a trembling hand, and his mouth opened and closed.

"You are just a proton from the Yan Kingdom, and when you came to my Xia Kingdom, why don't you follow the national rules of our country? And what reason do you have not to comply? Don't forget, you're just a proton who came to the Xia Kingdom, and you're a prisoner to put it mildly. ”

"First, this hall is indeed a down-and-out prince of Yan Kingdom who came to your Xia Kingdom, but it does not mean that this hall is the people of your Xia Kingdom. The root of the main hall is always in the Great Swallow Kingdom of the main hall. There was no over-embellishment, everything was a heartfelt testimonial, and every word shocked everyone present.

Feng Yanyi raised his hand to seal Beiying again, and his fingers were interlocked. "Second, Princess Yuanhuang, although she is married to the main palace, she is the princess of the feudal country, and there is no reason to worship your ancestors."

The queen sitting on the phoenix chair in the north seemed to have guessed this a long time ago, got up unhurriedly, raised her eyebrows slightly to meet Feng Yanyi's resolute gaze, and looked at him contemptuously: "Then what do you mean not to kneel?"

Feng Yanyi straightened her waist and did not hide her arrogance at all: "Why do you want to kneel?"

The queen's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness: "Very good, this palace admires your arrogance very much, but your arrogance is used in the wrong place."

"Oh, is it? Then come on. Feng Yanyi intimately put Feng Beiying behind her, protected her behind her, stepped forward, the soles of her feet were windy, she made enough posture, and was ready to fight, but the next second the queen said something that made him even more disdainful.

"Your arrogance can be subjugated to the knees of this palace." The "ministers" who did not whisper flashed to the queen's side. The other ministers saw that the situation was not right, and ran away in a panic.

In the face of the queen's provocation, Feng Yanyi only replied lightly. "You're not qualified!"

The cold night wind brought up the remnants of the fallen leaves of the altar and stirred up a bloody wind.

The queen slammed the wine glass in her hand to the ground and squeezed out one word: "Up!" The assassins who looked like ministers invariably tore their clothes in half, just as they were ambitious.

Except for two to protect the queen, the rest of the twenty-odd people all flocked to Feng Yanyi and Feng Beiying.

"Feng Shen, I haven't seen your real martial arts yet, you say, are you sure to kill them all?" Feng Beiying took the first step to flash in front of Feng Yanyi, like a ghost, stretched out his slender little hand and grabbed the throats of the two killers one by one, the seemingly slender little hand suddenly burst out with powerful power, and the next second the two poor killers became the souls of Feng Beiying's subordinates.

Feng Beiying nodded at Feng Yanyi's crooked neck, his hands around his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and the pride in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Don't kill them, just abolish them." Feng Yanyi stood in place and closed his eyes, as if he closed his eyes and recuperated, motionless. Those assassins moved extremely fast, and in a single breath, they flashed to Feng Yi's side.

Feng Yanyi's ears heard the movement, his left foot drew a small half circle, took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and the chill hidden in the deepest part was scattered, and the killers who understood the chill couldn't help but miss a beat in his heart.

"Why?" This sentence blurted out, and the next second Feng Beiying knew why. They came to threaten the queen and fight for a bargaining chip to return home. "Got it, chips!"

I saw that Feng Yanyi's hand was changing, or fist or palm or finger, falling exactly on the killer's fatal place, and some people who couldn't be greeted by his hand, he unceremoniously served a kick. He was kind enough not to kill them, leaving them with a breath of air. The killers who were still around him just now are all lying on the ground in pain.

Feng Yanyi looked at the back of her killing for herself, and began to feel distressed.

Chip......

Actually, I just want to keep your hands from smelling so heavy with blood, this kind of thing can be done with me.

Although it is the first time for the two to work together, they want to be like veterans who have worked together many times, and there is no jerky feeling of raw cooperation at all.

But the only mistake they make is to underestimate the vitality of those killers, and they are like lice that can't be killed, dragging at your flesh fiercely.

The two made eye contact, apparently knowing their mistake and starting to play the real killer.

The cold eyes looked at the enemy, the robes were torn off several pieces, and the breathing gradually became heavy, they appeared behind the enemy like ghosts, stretched out the scythe of death, their bodies covered with scars, and the hot blood splattered on the white clothes of the two, dyed the red of the demon rule.

The next moment, it seemed to become a hellish Shura field, with a river of blood, and a couple of men and women who came out of it were like messengers of death, punishing this hell.