Lang Boyan's eyes narrowed, and at that moment, he could see very clearly that a black thing suddenly appeared in Song Zheng's hand, hitting the tip of a silver Jiao spear, the invincible divine warlock of the other world. The gun was like an electric shock, and the bullet flew away, and then the thing quickly retracted into Song Zheng's sleeve.

Before Long Zhanfeng could react, Song Zheng's hand met another gun, and the same black light flashed, emitting a metallic sound, and the gun was also swung away. Due to the suddenness of the momentum, Long Zhanfeng, who had been busy attacking, was disrupted by two blows. When he regained control of the two guns, he found that Song Zheng had approached three feet in front of him.

Long Zhanfeng was shocked, and the two guns hurriedly twisted in front of him, striking Song Zheng's left and right sides. This time, Song Zheng no longer dodged, and reached out with both hands at the same time, holding the two guns in his hands.

The scene was immediately frozen, Song Zheng held both hands in the middle of the gun, while Long Zhanfeng held the handle of the gun, and the two faced each other, only three feet apart. At this time, Long Zhanfeng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, flowing down his nose and cheeks. He clenched his teeth, but he couldn't control the rough breath in his mouth no matter what, and his breath stirred through his nostrils and between his teeth, blowing his lips constantly shaking.

Song Zheng's face was slightly red, and he breathed long. However, there was no sweat.

The calm didn't last long, and after a while, Long Zhanfeng roared, stomped on the ground, and twisted in place, trying to hang Song Zheng to the ground. However, at the moment when he took off, Song Zheng also turned over from the ground and resumed the opposite situation with Long Zhanfeng.

Long Zhanfeng didn't give up, and twisted several times in succession, and every time he stopped, he found that Song Zheng was still opposite him, looking at him with a smile. Long Zhanfeng was extremely annoyed, and he took two steps back, trying to pull the gun out of Song Zheng's hand. However, when he withdrew, Song Zheng entered, and when he entered, Song Zheng withdrew, but the two guns did not let go.

Finally, the frightened Long Zhanfeng drew his two guns again, raised his knees at the same time, and took advantage of the momentum of pulling Song Zheng closer to Song Zheng's lower abdomen. saw that Song Zheng also raised his knees, pushed them out, and immediately swung Long Zhanfeng's knees away, and the two returned to their opposite appearance.

After trying hard a few times, Long Zhanfeng finally understood that unless he let go, he would not be able to get rid of Song Zheng at all, so he could only stand so awkwardly. This is still under the condition that Song Zheng did not take the initiative to attack, otherwise, Long Zhanfeng was 100% convinced that the two silver spears that he was proud of would really become the opponent's weapons.

After a stalemate for a while, Long Zhanfeng's face changed several times, and finally, he sighed dejectedly, and was about to let go of his hands and admit defeat. But at the moment when the handle of the gun left his hand, Song Zheng let go, he sent the gun forward, hugged his fist and said, "General Long, concede!" ”

Long Zhanfeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Song Zheng let him go, saving him the humiliation of being robbed of two guns. He glanced at Song Zheng gratefully, bowed his head and bent his body, handed over his two guns to his right hand expressionlessly, and retreated into the crowd of Shu generals.

The people at the scene had not yet recovered from the scene just now, and their faces were still full of shock.

Lang Boyan struggled to control his heartbeat, his hands clenched into fists to keep him from shaking. After a long time, he bent deeply towards the seat that had already returned, "Lord Song is amazing, admire!" Admire! ”

Song Zheng hurriedly replied, "I was so offended by my words before, I hope Your Highness will forgive me!" ”

Lang Boyan nodded, turned around and coughed at a dry Shu general, and Lang said, "How fortunate are we to be able to see the Ruwu Divine Skill." Now, I declare that Lord Song, no, Mr. Song, is the most honored guest of this king, and at noon today, this king has a feast in the palace to solemnly welcome Mr. Song! Tomorrow, the king will personally escort Mr. Song to Chengdu to show his respect. ”

The generals all bowed their heads and hugged their fists, and responded violently. The military camp is the place where the most important strength is, and Song Zheng has won the respect of this group of Shu generals with incredible means.

Song Zheng gave a salute again and again, "How can you be worthy of such courtesy from Your Highness, I am so frightened!" ”

"Deserved, deserved!" Lang Boyan grabbed Song Zheng's hand, "Mr. Song's martial arts skills are so high, not only the champion of the Great Qi, but also the crazy Zen Muddy Dao and the Frog Red Tiger." With such a character, it is already a sin for Xiao Wang to greet him without falling down. What's not to blame! ”

Zhang Chong and Zu Jie tried their best to control the excitement on their faces, and Song Zheng met the enemy empty-handed on the field, which made people tremble, to say that the two were not nervous, it was a fake face change and rebirth. They knew that although it was not difficult for Song Zheng to defeat Long Zhanfeng, it was by no means as easy as it seemed. That move, if it weren't for his extremely flexible body and superb prediction ability, I am afraid that he would have been injured under the two guns.

Even so, before Song Zheng grabbed the opponent's two guns, he still dispatched the secret weapon Panlong Sword Stick hidden on his body. When the sword and stick are combined, they are only three and a half feet long (less than 90 centimeters) and can be completely hidden in the back, waist or even long sleeves. Others didn't know, but Zhang Chong and Zu Jie understood that Song Zheng used one end of the sword stick to shoot the two guns away, seized the opportunity to slow down the momentum of the guns, and thus held the opponent's two guns. This is also the reason why there are two gold resonances in the field.

At the scene, except for a few people with extraordinary eyesight such as Lang Boyan and Zu Jie, the other soldiers never saw how Song Zheng shot the dragon spear with his bare hands. In particular, the clothes worn by Song Zheng are slightly wide, and most people don't know that Song Zheng has weapons hidden on his body.

At noon, Lang Boyan held a feast, and all the important Shu generals in Fengjie arrived. Some Shu generals who did not watch the morning fight were shocked after hearing the details of the fight. Seeing that Lang Boyan was very kind to Song Zheng, how dare he not be angry, and they toasted Song Zheng one after another.

Song Zheng was polite, talked and laughed, and did not shirk the wine, and drank it all. Of course, there are also people who want to make Song Zheng drunk and want to see Song Zheng's ugliness. However, Song Zheng is pregnant with Chunyang Spectrum, and he is a wine leaker, except for a large pool of wine stains on the ground behind him, he has no drunkenness, and he is simply the number one wine god. This time, General Shu's respect for Song Zheng has deepened.

Lang Boyan and Song Zheng sat in the middle, and after he received three glasses of wine first, he kept observing Song Zheng. After seventy or eighty cups, seeing that he was always talking and laughing freely, he waved his hand to stop the generals' toasts.

"Mr. Song's martial arts skills are perfect, and the amount of alcohol is unrivaled, he can be called a generation of strange people! However, what Xiao Wang envies the most is that Mr. Song brought a beautiful woman to my Shu Kingdom, such a romantic person, in this small festival, that is, it has been spread all over the world. ”

Song Zheng said with a smile, "It's ridiculous, let His Highness laugh." ”

"No, no, tell me the truth, Mr., not only Xiao Wang, but all the soldiers in Shuguan who are seated, which one is not envious of Mr.? Isn't it? ”

All the Shu generals were excited by the alcohol, and they all applauded loudly when they heard the words.

"Sir, Su Jia's piano skills are unparalleled for a while, even if Xiao Wang is in Kuizhou, he has also heard of it. Today, Xiao Wang has a reluctant request, and I hope that Mr. will allow it! ”

Song Zheng smiled softly, "This time, Miss Su came to Shu to travel to the wonders of Bashu, so she walked with me." It is not Miss Su's guest to enter the scene, but His Royal Highness wants to invite Miss Su to perform her skills, and he also wants to ask Miss Su what she means, but she can't be the master in the future. ”

Lang Boyan pretended to be stunned for a moment, and quickly smiled, "I see." Mr. can treat the beauty like this, Xiao Wang is envious, and he is even more admired. It's okay, Mr. pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, how dare Xiao Wang be abrupt. Lou Zhixian, please take my prayer post and go and invite everyone Su to come over. Let's just say that this king has heard the name of Miss Su for a long time, and specially invited Yifang to come and play a song. ”

Lou Jing took Lang Boyan's post and turned to go out. All the soldiers exchanged heads and inquired about the origin of the Su family. Hearing that the other party was the first prostitute in Jiangning, their eyes were hot.

Half an hour later, the white-clothed jade man appeared at the door. I saw that its cloud bun was towering, covered in snow, and its clothes were lightly dressed, floating like a fairy. The room was full of people who immediately fell silent and stared blankly at the door. Even more unbearable, wine saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Su Chan hugged the pipa in his arms, walked with a full step, and walked with grace. walked three feet away from the table, bent down slightly, and said like a warbler: "Slave Su Cicada, meet His Royal Highness the Second Prince!" ”

"Oh! Sure enough, it was Miss Su. Lang Boyan muttered, and his voice was heard by Song Zheng. When Song Zheng looked at him in surprise, he hurriedly put away his astonishment, "Today, Xiao Wang is fortunate to be able to invite the Su family here, and I hope that Miss Su can play a song for us." ”

"Yes!"

A subordinate had already prepared an embroidery stool on the side, and Xiao Yun stepped forward and flicked it twice with her sleeve to let Su Chan sit down.

Song Zheng found that from the time Su Chan entered the door to the time he sat down, he kept his head down, neither looking at Lang Boyan nor looking at himself. The face is cold, there is no joy or sorrow, and it is different from the previous days. Thinking of Lang Boyan's words again, Song Zheng secretly thought to himself, Su Chan must have been an old acquaintance with these two highnesses, and even had some kind of relationship.

This thought made Song Zheng a little uncomfortable. He never deliberately inquired about Su Chan's origin, and he also knew that Su Chan's visit to Shu was not as simple as traveling. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in Fengjie, I found a clue. Anyway, who Su Chan is has nothing to do with him. She followed her to take a hitchhiker, and she took her with her just to paint herself a protective color and use each other. The rest is nothing to talk about. Even if Su Chan was originally Lang Boyan's woman, so what? Anyway, it has nothing to do with yourself!

Thinking of this, Song Zheng quickly adjusted his mood, resumed his free appearance, and gently curled the corners of his mouth at Lang Boyan, who was looking at him.

Lang Boyan also laughed back, and then said in a rambling voice, "Miss Su, I don't know what song you plan to play?" ”

Su Chan stroked the strings, adjusted them slightly, and said lightly, "Since I came to Kuizhou, the slave family has specially presented a few bamboo branch words, please comment on them." ”

"Good! Good! Lang Boyan clapped his hands and said, "This king and the generals will listen to the girl's good news." ”

Su Chan bowed slightly, her jade fingers were lightly raised, and a pleasant voice sounded, which immediately swept away the chaotic atmosphere on the wine field. After several preludes sounded, Su Chan opened his mouth, "The spring grass is born at the head of the White Emperor City, and the Shu River is clear under the White Salt Mountain." The southerners come up to sing a song, and the northerners don't move their hometowns......"

The pipa sound is full of penetrating power, the sound is crystal clear and crisp, Bai Juyi once wrote "Pipa Xing", the so-called "big strings are noisy like torrential rain, small strings are cut like whispers, noisy and cut miscellaneous, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate." ”

In Su Chan's hands, the pipa seems to have turned into a hundred spirits, and like a wind chime with lingering sounds, it is graceful and empty. Cooperate with Su Cicada's voice and complement each other.

Song Zheng closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sound, for some reason, he always felt that Su Cicada's piano sound revealed a general resentment.