house.

Xiao Yi was blocked by Shen Yijue.

Swords collided and sparks flew out, and he inadvertently glanced at Shen Yichao, but saw that his hands were wrapped in his wide sleeves, and he looked like he didn't care about himself.

Xiao Yi's eyes were gloomy, and he had murderous intentions towards him, and his moves couldn't help but be even more aggressive.

Shen Yijue barely blocked the Mo knife, and turned back and said, "Go!" ”

"Brother—"

"Let's go!"

The long knife trembled slightly, and the blade made a fragile clang.

Shen Yiju's mouth was numb from the shock.

Xiao Yi is too strong, and he has already begun to be at a disadvantage.

Shen Yichao pursed his lips and walked out of the dormitory with lowered eyes.

Xiao Yimo slashed his knife, forced Shen Yijue to retreat, and turned to chase him.

Shen Yi didn't care about blocking the door, the long knife was deeply inserted into the door frame, and he said in a deep voice: "Yin Sinian has ill intentions, and the Taishou Mansion is in danger. Is King Yong going to choose this time, infighting? ”

Xiao Yi watched Shen Yichao slip away, and Danfeng's eyes gradually became bloodshot and red.

He carried the Mo knife on his shoulder and tilted his head defiantly: "Not to mention that tonight's infighting was provoked by Shen Yichao first, even if this king wants to kill him, so what?" The famous Shen family and the Xiao royal family have always been incompatible, and tonight's liquidation of your two brothers will be of great benefit to my royal family. ”

Shen Yijue's face was ugly.

Xiao Daoyan finally revealed his true face.

Cruel and murderous, unscrupulous.

If you can't surrender, then you will ruin the other party.

Yongwang Xiao Daoyan has never been a good person.

He said in a deep voice: "A person like you will never become the Son of Heaven." The true Son of Heaven should behave like your imperial brother, Corporal Lixian, fraternity and generosity. ”

Xiao Yi seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed uncontrollably.

Finally laughed enough, his handsome eyebrows seemed to be dyed with frost and snow, and he said slowly: "So, the imperial brother died at a young age. ”

The dormitory was silent.

Shen Yijue thought about the sword that Xiao Ning killed himself on the bank of the Weishui River, and he was speechless.

Xiao Yi turned the Mo knife.

A lot of scenarios come to mind.

The head of the royal brother hangs in the city tower, Xiao Zizhong plays the princes, and the eldest princess and his wife have a blood-spattered wedding banquet......

Nan Jiaojiao always told him to endure.

I don't want his hands to be stained with too much blood and human life.

But sometimes, he really can't bear it.

He closed his eyes impatiently.

Shen Yichao has repeatedly murdered Nan Jiaojiao, damn it!

Shen Yi's blind protection of his brother lives up to the cold, damn it!

He had already made an alliance with Yin Chaozong, and he already had an ally in Luoyang.

Even if you kill the Shen family brothers, it doesn't matter to the overall situation, right?

When he opened his eyes again, Danfeng's eyes were even more congested and scarlet.

He stared at Shen Yijue, as if smiling: "Go to his corporal Lixian, go to his fraternity and generosity, I Xiao Daoyan, don't go that way." ”

The momentum around him rose sharply.

Shen Yijue clearly smelled his killing intent.

He pulled out his long knife and took a half step back guardedly: "King Yong-"

"I, Xiao Daoyan, only believe in the prosperity of those who follow me, and the death of those who oppose me!"

The nine-foot Mo knife carried the momentum of thunder, and suddenly attacked Shen Yijue!

……

Spring nights are cold.

Shen Yichao left the other garden alone and went straight to the main courtyard.

Yin Taishou had already fallen asleep, and when he heard his visit, he picked up the lamp again and changed his clothes.

He set up a banquet case, personally poured tea with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's all this hour, Shen Da is visiting this official, I don't know what happened?" ”

Shen Yichao picked up the fragrant tea.

The tea is fragrant.

The hot tea conveys the temperature through the thin porcelain cup, bringing a little warmth to his cold fingertips.

He lowered his long eyelashes and said softly: "Uncle is Yanyan's biological father, and my nephew wanted to come to visit, but he never had the opportunity. The moonlight is shining tonight, so I came to visit, can I disturb you? ”

Yin Sinian looked at him.

Xiao Langjun, a famous Shen family, is personable, and his words are full of admiration for the cold smoke.

His daughter is really powerful, and she has dealt with two Shen family men in a row.

He was proud in his heart and said with a smile: "The moonlight is so good, and sleeping is also a waste of beauty." I can talk to Lord Shen, I live very quickly. ”

Shen Yichao also laughed.

After laughing, he said in amazement: "Uncle should be able to see that I like Yanyan very much, and I hate to marry her." It's a pity that the Wei family persecuted too much, and Wei Chuchu even forced me to marry her with his life, forcing me to break off relations with Yanyan. I really couldn't let go of the cigarette, so I took her to elope to Luoyang. Uncle, you are Yanyan's father, if I ask you to marry her, you see ......"

Yin Sinian was secretly ecstatic.

I didn't expect his daughter to be so capable, so that Shen Yichao did not hesitate to ruin his marriage with the Wei family, and also asked to marry!

He quietly observed Shen Yichao, only to feel that the young man in front of him was clear and beautiful, and his bearing was like a mountain jade tree, but there was a sad look between his eyebrows, obviously hurt by love.

I have long heard that the Shen family's Xiaolang Jun Bo Gutong can pinch and calculate, and once assisted King Yong to win the ten counties in the southwest, and he is the most intelligent person in the world.

Subduing Shen Yichao will be of great benefit to him.

He pretended to be embarrassed and stroked his beard: "General Shen also has the intention of asking for marriage to Yanyan, Lord Shen, it is difficult for me to do it if a good woman does not serve her second husband......"

Shen Yichao smiled lightly and lowered his eyes to drink tea.

The best Tieguanyin has a mellow taste and a long aroma.

He felt the sweetness between his lips and teeth, and his voice was gentle: "In a few days, it will be the day of war with the mountain bandits." I have a plan to wipe out all the soldiers and horses of the imperial court. ”

Yin Sinian's heart moved.

However, he smiled and said, "Lord Shen is not mistaken, we are dealing with mountain bandits, not the imperial court-"

"Uncle......" Shen Yichao's expression was softer and warmer, "What do you want to do, everyone knows it, why hide it?" Rest assured, I'm here to help. ”

Yin Sinian was stunned.

The lights jumped, and the young man in white on the opposite side was Shengxue, because of the late night, his long hair hung down loosely beside his cheeks, and his narrow eyes were beautiful and bewitching, full of demagogic smiles.

Inevitably, Yin Sinian was moved by his plan.

……

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang from the Annex.

In the verandah in the distance, Nan Baoyi and Hanyan Liang were startled, and hurriedly looked for prestige.

Half of the dormitory collapsed, and Shen Yijue flew out upside down, knocking down the pillars of the verandah!

The verandah collapsed in the middle, and the rubble carved beams fell one after another.

He knelt on one knee with his long knife in his grip and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood into the ground.

He staggered.

On the blade, countless fine lines gradually spread.

In the next moment, there was an overwhelmed clangling sound from the blade.

The sword shatters!

Shen Yi fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He propped up the rubble and broken bricks, raised his face, and stared at Xiao Yi in a complicated manner.

Is this man the devil?

But in just one move, such a terrifying power erupted!

Xiao Yi stepped on the ruins.

The broken green gauze lantern fell at his feet, the lantern skin burned with a pale cyan light, and his handsome and beautiful face was half dark and half bright in the lamplight, like a ghost.

The fiery red headband dances in the wind.

He carried a nine-foot Mo knife on his shoulder, his long lacquered hair was like an ink pen, curling wantonly in the night wind, and his scarlet eyes had no temperature.