(A few days ago, I occasionally felt a chill and had a splitting headache, and I took Zhengtian pills for a month, and my current condition is stable, and I am renewing, two chapters a day.) ）

"Knock knock." The sonorous and powerful war drums sounded, and the noisy martial arts people around subconsciously put down their wine bowls and stopped talking.

At the entrance of the venue, 12 huge war drums were placed on both sides of the road. Twelve muscles burst out, red. Bare. The big man in the upper body kept waving the drumsticks and hitting the heart-shaking sound of war drums. Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes mournful, like the uncompromising roar of the Great Qin soldiers, but also like the low cry of the mother. This is the drumming of those who died in the fight against the barbarian army, and after the two war drums were played, a teenager entered the venue under the protection of a large number of guards.

This young man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a shaved jade, and a lips like a young man, and his aura is lofty. Dressed in white, with a white headband and gold embroidery on the collar and belt, he is gorgeous and restrained. looks like a delicate son, but his demeanor exudes a sense of oldness and seriousness, like a fox who has practiced for thousands of years, shrewd and cunning, and scheming.

Xu Jun faintly felt as if he had seen this young man. He remembered that when he first came to Qingyang City, he asked the soldiers why this young man could wear weapons into the city, and the soldiers were very unfriendly to him, and asked this question when his father was also a general.

Xu Jun frowned and said, "Brother, who is this little white face?" ”

The street rat glanced at Xu Jun, as if to say that you are no better, two little white faces. However, he still answered Xu Jun's question, and he whispered close to Xu Jun's ear: "This young man is Feng Yaoyang, the son of the great general Feng Potian, and the current prince's companion. Don't look at his appearance as gentle and polite, but in fact he is insidious and ruthless, don't provoke him, he is the actual controller of the Baolong clan. ”

Xu Jun gasped, what the Baolong clan did He knew very well, similar to the Jinyi Guards of later generations, such a fear. He was so surprised that the terrorist organization was controlled by a teenager.

After Feng Yaoyang entered the venue, the head of the Jin family walked in with two teams of disciples, Xu Jun hurriedly lowered his head, so frightened that the egg yolk almost burst out. Although the Jin family has no intention of being the leader of the martial arts alliance, as the first martial arts family in Great Qin, and has lived in Qingyang City for a long time, it is natural to show up.

After the Jin family entered the venue, the Tan Caimao sisters followed closely under the protection of a group of masters. Xu Jun almost lost his urine and urine all of a sudden. Forbidden, feces and urine flying. He muttered in a dissatisfied whisper: "Uncle Ri, it's just ghostly, aren't these two mothers-in-law going home?" ”

It was the ancestors who gave the money, and this street rat regarded Xu Jun as the God of Wealth, and when he heard Xu Jun's words, he immediately came to his ear, lowered his voice and said: "Little brother, Zangbao Zhai is rich in the world, these two are the daughters of the big boss of Zangbao Zhai, the real God of Wealth milk." This time, Qingyang City was in an emergency, thanks to the donation of 100,000 loads of rice grain and a large number of arrows and weapons, Qingyang City's urgent need was solved. If the little brother can marry the God of Wealth and go home, it will be a blessing from the eight generations of ancestors. ”

Xu Jun was speechless, and said in his heart: "Blessed fart, what about the God of Wealth milk?" The plague god sister is about the same. This is how many sins I have made in my previous life to marry such a superb person and go home. ”

Xu Jun shook his head and sighed, trying to lower his head as much as possible. He's sitting far away from the ring, so if he's careful, he's not so easy to spot.

However, what puzzled him was that there were five chairs placed in the ring, Feng Yaoyang, Old Man Jin, and Tan Caimao sisters occupied four chairs, and one was vacant, who was this chair for. He frowned, and was about to open his mouth to ask the street rat, when he suddenly heard a strange rooster shouting that was neither male nor female.

"Welcome to the Great Qin Crescent Princess."

"Rub, it's good to become a troupe, why didn't Emperor Daqin come in person? The martial arts conference is not to watch a monkey show, a little girl is making a lot of fun, this is not a horse selection. ”

Xu Jun was extremely dissatisfied, and couldn't help but complain twice, and the martial arts high-rollers around him also showed displeasure. As the name suggests, the martial arts conference is naturally a meeting held by people in the martial arts, and it has a woolen relationship with the imperial court.

However, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, etiquette cannot be abolished, and everyone kneels on the ground to greet the princess. Only Xu Jun was still sitting upright on the chair, not sitting, nor kneeling. The man has gold under his knees, he does not kneel to the sky, he does not kneel to the ground, except for his parents in this life, he has never knelt to anyone. Let him kneel down for a little girl, where can he stand it.

"Little brother, hurry up and get down on your knees." Street rats are old and sophisticated, and their reactions are extremely sharp. He grabbed Xu Jun's arm and forcibly pulled him off his seat. Xu Jun sighed, knelt on one knee helplessly, and looked up at the princess.

The Great Qin Dynasty had a strict hierarchy, and the following offenders were subject to torture. However, if the street rats knew that Xu Jun was a fugitive, it is estimated that they would have been so frightened that they would roll as far as their thoughts were, so that they would not find trouble themselves.

"All the knights don't need to be polite, hurry up. The main reason why this princess came this time was to reward the knights who fought against the barbarian army, and quickly brought the box up. ”

Princess Crescent Moon smiled skillfully, her beautiful eyes flowed in anticipation, and her white dress moved slightly in the breeze, like a flower in the dawn dew, which was incomparably fresh and beautiful, and instantly won the favor of most martial arts people.

Two teams of soldiers brought up ten huge iron boxes and placed them in the ring. The box opened, and a silver light flashed out, making people dizzy. The box was full of white flowers and silver, and the eyes of all the martial arts people were hot for a while, and Xu Jun even heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva.

He thought in his heart: "This little girl's film is really not simple, she actually buys people's hearts as soon as she looks at her, what a clever means." But why does he always think this yellow-haired girl is familiar? ”

Xu Jun rubbed his eyes and looked at it, and suddenly trembled with fright, and almost vomited blood and fainted. Isn't this princess of the crescent moon the girl he robbed? At that time, he was still laughing at the other party for bluffing him, but he didn't expect it to be a princess, and this time it was a big trouble.

Xu Jun wanted to cry without tears, and he had the heart to commit suicide. The house leak happened to rain overnight, even if the Xu Mansion did not suffer, his crime of robbing the princess alone would be enough to punish the nine clans twice. It is basically impossible for the Xu family to be rehabilitated, and no matter how good he is, he knows what the concept of robbing the princess is. He subconsciously wanted to escape, but the conference had not yet begun, and leaving now was too noticeable, so he could only wait anxiously for the conference to end.

He lowered his head as low as he could, for fear of being recognized, and involuntarily placed his right hand on the short knife at his waist. Qingyang City is a military powerhouse, and ordinary people must inspect Qingyang City when they enter it, hand over their weapons, and get them back when they leave the city. This time the martial arts conference was held, there were too many thugs dancing and swords, many martial arts people regarded weapons as life, people were in the sword, in order to avoid conflicts, the general made an exception to allow martial arts people to carry weapons with them.

Xu Jun has already let himself out, and once he finds out that something is wrong, he will have to pull a few cushions on his back. The barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, he is afraid of wool, isn't he a princess? The prince and general Xiangning have a kind of thing, maybe one day he will happily join the rebels in Guiliang Mountain and become the emperor of China.

However, his luck was too bad. Where is this martial arts conference, the entire Yihongmen banquet. There were five people sitting in the ring, and none of them would let him go. Needless to say, Sister Tan Caimao and the Jin family, as the actual controller of the Baolong clan, Feng Yaoyang naturally wanted to arrest him, a criminal of the imperial court. Now there is another princess, this is the rhythm to die.

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