Yingyue said innocently: "Hey, didn't you ask me to promote it for you?" I'll heat up the field first to promote your Fang Hao's fame, and when Master Li comes out with the exam questions, you will definitely be able to sell the answers for a lot of money. ”

Fang Hao sighed and said, "Little girl, do you know what is going on in his family?" He is Taishi Cai's nephew, and he has offended him severely, and I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble in the future. ”

"Are you afraid?" Yingyue seems to be smiling.

Fang Hao was most afraid of others provoking him, so he straightened his chest and said proudly: "I'm afraid of him? Cut, don't you look at your brother, I'm a person who is afraid of things? ”

"Wow, Fang Dacai is really not afraid of the powerful, admire and admire," Yingyue held her cheeks and looked at him with admiration, and suddenly slapped the table and said, "Simply, I'll let Siqin Yunzhu add more firewood to burn." ”

"Don't don't, stop when you point to it, stop when you point to it, and burn it again and it will be burned." Fang Hao hurriedly covered her little mouth that she was about to shout, the tentacles were extremely slippery, and he couldn't help but pinch her face.

Yingyue's face was flushed, and she panicked and pushed away Fang Hao's hand that took the opportunity to rub the oil, and said angrily: "Dare to touch my father-in-law again...... Son, I'll ...... I'll just ......"

Before she could come up with anything cruel, the big teapot downstairs sang again: "The first samurai in Tokyo City, Master Chen is one step higher, please upstairs." ”

The noisy people in the hall fell silent again, and one by one they turned their eyes to the staircase.

Knock knock, knock knock, the wooden staircase was trampled straight and trembling, and it was obvious that the strength of the comer was amazing.

Fang Hao asked Yingyue quietly: "The number one talent in Tokyo City is Ximen Wenxuan, who is this number one samurai?" ”

Yingyue leaned on the table, blocked her face with her arms, and whispered, "You don't know this?" The first samurai Chen Dapeng, the fourth son of Chen Taiwei's family, is extremely powerful, martial arts, and is currently the head of the 800,000 forbidden army in Tokyo. ”

Fang Hao saw her behaving strangely, and was puzzled: "What are you doing lying on your stomach?" Headache? ”

Yingyue laughed dryly and said, "Headache, some headache, just lie down for a while." ”

Fang Hao was a little worried, reached out to touch her forehead, Yingyue slapped the back of his outstretched hand, and said angrily, "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

At the top of the staircase, there was already a nine-foot-tall young man walking into the hall, and everyone in the hall stood up to greet him:

"Hello Chen Gongzi, why does Chen Gongzi have time to play today?"

"Chen Gongzi, it's polite."

"Chen Gongzi, please here, please sit here."

That Chen Gongzi's eyebrows were full of heroic energy, and he laughed and said again and again: "Okay, everyone, hahahaha, I heard that Miss Li Shishi was a guest in the world's talents, and she was idle, so she came to see the excitement." ”

There were only two tables in the entire hall that didn't stand up, one table was Ximen Wenxuan at the front, and the other was Fang Hao and Yingyue at the back.

Chen Gongzi's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw Ximen Wenxuan, who was tilting his head and looking at him coldly, the two looked at each other for a moment, and snorted at the same time, and no one paid attention to anyone.

Fang Hao looked at it interestingly, and said in his heart that one of these two people is Cai Jing's nephew, and the other is the fourth son of Chen Taiwei, Cai Jing and Chen Taiwei are mortal enemies in the court, and the two juniors in each other's family are also one scholar and one martial arts, and they are the same as water and fire, interesting, interesting.

Chen Gongzi's eyes wandered around the hall, and suddenly saw Fang Hao's table, his face was suddenly stunned, and he hesitated to come over.

Siqin didn't know when she slipped to his side, whispered a few words to him, his expression was stagnant again, and he looked here a few more times, then walked to the front quietly and sat at a table side by side with Ximen Wenxuan.

Fang Hao was concentrating on touching Yingyue's forehead repeatedly at this time, but he didn't see this scene.

After a while, all the tables in the hall were full, and suddenly there was a sound of pipa strings in the room blocked by the beaded curtain in front of them, and there was a loud sound, which faintly contained the power of piercing clouds and cracking stones, and the whole audience fell silent at once, and the birds were silent.

With the deep and powerful rumbling sound of the pipa bass strings, the battlefield scene of deep twilight, yellow sand, trenches and trenches, and low horses in everyone's minds appeared in everyone's minds.

"The overlord unloads the armor, it turns out to be the overlord unloading." Fang Hao secretly exclaimed.

Everyone didn't expect that in this drunken and gold-obsessed place, there would be this sad and dull overlord unloading the armor, Fang Hao was proficient in music theory in his previous life, he knew the truth of the strings through the heart, from this low overlord unloading the opening strings, he suddenly felt the sadness and helplessness in the hearts of the people who played the strings.

The overlord's removal of armor is a helpless sound of defeat, could it be that it also means that the eighteen-year-old Master Li has no choice but to accept the sad state of mind of fate?

Without warning, the sound of strings suddenly became high-pitched and intense, as if thousands of troops jumped out of the trenches, and the soldiers roared and waved their blades to rush towards the enemy.

Does this mean that Master Li has also fought and fought fiercely against fate, but she is a weak woman, where can she be the opponent of the powerful God of Destiny, she is scarred, defeated and defeated repeatedly.

The style of music turned again, gradually eased down, the fierce battle was over, the defeat was decided, in the face of the battlefield full of devastation and corpses, the few remaining veterans stood up with gaps in their hands, staring blankly at the enemy army swarming like wolves and tigers, even a trace of fear had disappeared, and they waited for death in a daze.

The sound of the strings was desolate and sad, like a cry, which made people break their hearts, and there was no shortage of people in the hall who knew music theory, and many people unconsciously burst into tears.

Master Li bowed his head, just as the invincible Overlord of Chu finally bowed to fate helplessly, he hugged the delicate Yu Ji in his arms tightly, and suddenly pushed her away fiercely, as if he was roaring, let's go, go quickly.

However, Yu Ji smiled miserably and gave the king the last salute, as soon as she stretched out her hand and pulled out the sword on the king's waist, and slashed it to her neck, a wisp of blue blood rose to the sky, and a generation of Jue Ji fell softly, and fell at the feet of the Chu overlord who had broken his liver and intestines.

Unloaded the armor, the overlord of Chu finally removed the armor, he took off the blood-stained golden armor, picked up Yu Ji's soft and delicate body, faced the sky, used the last trace of strength in his body, and shouted out the lament that has been passed down through the ages:

Pull out the mountains and cover the world,

The times are not good, and the sorrow will not pass away;

If you don't die, you can't help it,

Yu Xi Yu Xi is helpless.

"Zheng", the strings broke, and no one in the audience spoke, all immersed in the pathetic scene.

After a long time, the bead curtain was divided on both sides, and a peerless beauty dressed in a pale green dress with black hair pulled up high walked out slowly, although her pale face was whitewashed by rouge, she couldn't hide the gloom in her eyes.

"Little girl Master Li, I have seen all the talented people and honored guests, and you are blessed to be honored guests."

She lowered her neck as arrogant as a white swan slightly, and made a proper blessing ceremony.

Fang Hao knew that this woman had already regarded herself as an involuntary sacrifice, and she involuntarily offered herself to the altar of fate.

But these four scenes, these dozens of benefactors with fire in their eyes, where is this altar, it is clearly an auction house.